When Liu Bingqian went to fetch the medicinal materials, the hall was silent.
Yang Jing stared at Ye Zifeng intently, her already pale face became even paler due to over-excitement.
"You really know how to refine Chunyang Dan? You didn't lie to me?"
Ye Zifeng smiled lightly: "Miss Jing, if an ordinary person waits, do you think he would know the name of the elixir called "Chunyang Pill"?"
"you… "
A look of astonishment flashed in Yang Jingmei's eyes, she knew very well that what Ye Zifeng said was right, ordinary alchemists don't know what Chunyang pill is, and only those whose alchemy level has reached Huangpin alchemist, It is possible to learn what kind of medicinal material this Chunyang pill corresponds to. In terms of refining, you may need to wait until you become a black-grade alchemist to succeed.
Originally, Yang Jing's master, Old Ghost Mu Yun, could help her refine the Pure Yang Pill, but the refining of this kind of pill consumes too much medicinal materials, and the success rate is very low, even if her master, Old Ghost Mu Yun , three out of three can only succeed once at most.
"What's your name? Where did you learn from? When did you start alchemy? If you really know how to do alchemy, why haven't I seen you before?"
Yang Jing stared at Ye Zifeng beautifully, unconsciously, she uttered a series of questions, but as soon as the words came out, she felt her loss of composure, and her face turned red slightly.
After all, if the young man in front of her could really refine Chunyang Pill, then he was definitely not an ordinary alchemist, but she had never heard Liu Bingqian mention it, so it was very suspicious.
"My name is Ye Zifeng, and Miss Jing, don't you think you have too many questions?" Ye Zifeng smiled slightly.
"What, you are Ye Zifeng? So, you belong to Miss Ning Zi..."
Yang Jing covered her vermilion lips lightly, and said in a broken voice. At the same time, she looked at Liu Ningzi who had been sitting quietly by the side.
Since Yang Jing would come to Liu's house almost every year, and it was unavoidable for women to talk about their girlfriends, so she once heard Liu Ningzi talk about the marriage contract.
Liu Ningzi smiled awkwardly, shook her head lightly and said: "No, it's not anymore, so Miss Jing, don't get me wrong..."
"What isn't it?" Yang Jing didn't react a little bit, she naturally didn't expect that Liu Ningzi had personally gone to the Ye family's door to divorce, and now she has no real relationship with Ye Zifeng.
However, Yang Jing thought that Liu Ningzi was shy, so she didn't take this matter to heart, because what she cared most about was Chunyang Pill.
"Young master of the Ye family, if you can really refine the Chunyang Pill, I, Yang Jing, would be willing to bow down, but if you can't, and I certainly can't, then what will happen then?"
"That's simple. When it really comes to that, it will be considered as my loss." Ye Zifeng said with a light smile.
"What? This counts as you losing?" Yang Jing pursed her lips lightly, her expression a little stunned. She had seen young people like Ye Zifeng come to challenge herself and Liu Bingqian, but no one would come before him. Before starting alchemy, I gave myself such a sense of oppression.
It was as if she, Yang Jing, was inferior to Ye Zifeng in terms of imposing manner.
After hearing Liu Mu's words, a smile appeared on the old face.
Even if he is an outsider, he has clearly understood the fact that the Pure Yang Pill is difficult to refine from the reactions of everyone. Even if he loses the bet, in his opinion, he is simply asking for his own death!
"Ye Zifeng, when the competition is over, maybe the Patriarch will send me to your house to collect the documents related to the share of the Leizhou City's commercial road. At that time, you must not refuse to admit it to death."
Liu Yige's face showed a slight chill, thinking that this time, you Ye Zifeng must fall.
…
"Here, come, let everyone wait for a long time, I brought the medicinal materials."
It took a while for Liu Bingqian's soft voice to reappear in the living room.
Liu Mu said with some blame: "Qian'er, why have you been here for so long, the warehouse is not too far from here..."
He wanted to say a few more words, but when he saw Liu Bingqian order several servants to come in slowly dragging a big bag, his expression changed drastically, and he was so angry that he couldn't even speak.
"Qian'er... you, what are you... doing? Why did you bring so many medicinal materials?"
Liu Bingqian giggled, and a smile appeared in her beautiful eyes: "I went to the warehouse just now, and saw that there were too many medicinal materials in it, and it was neither ventilated nor light-permeable. I was afraid of mildew, so I took a little more .”
"Is this a little?" Even Liu Ningzi, who had been sitting quietly by the side, couldn't help but speak.
Pure Yang Pill is difficult to refine, and it's not impossible to refine it. Therefore, Liu Bingqian brought all the medicinal materials related to Chunyang Pill from the warehouse. Of course, the intention is obvious, that is to let Ye Zifeng successfully refine it. .
If the strength is not enough, use quantity to make up for it!
She raised her head, looked at Ye Zifeng playfully, and said in a low voice: "Brother rough man, I can only help so far..."
"Alas... the female college is not allowed to stay, and she does not consider the interests of the family, and does things that bend her elbows." Liu Mu sighed heavily, closed her eyes and leaned on the back of the chair.
At this time, Liu Mu had already given up on gambling, Liu Bingqian had already helped Ye Zifeng for this, and if she asked other people to accompany her to the Pill Fighting Competition, Liu Bingqian would definitely not obey.
Ye Zifeng smiled faintly, and after giving Liu Bingqian a grateful look, he walked slowly to the side of the medicinal materials that were packed in big sacks.
He bent down, put into the sack placed on the ground, and began to slowly pick up medicinal herbs such as Longhuang ginseng, Baicaolu, Tianxianhua, Youxiangqiluo, etc., taking only a little bit of each, and looking at his Actions, the amount he picked up in total was no more than the amount of one medicinal material at most.
Liu Mu's already dead heart seemed to be revived: "Nephew Zifeng, don't you just want to use a piece of medicinal material to make alchemy, if you fail, you will be considered a loser, right?"
Excited, he added the title of "Nephew" to Ye Zifeng.
Ye Zifeng smiled faintly: "I never said that, since Bingqian is so considerate of me, then of course I have to refine Chunyang Pills one by one, only in this way will it not be a waste of her A heartfelt…”
Liu Bingqian heard Ye Zifeng praise herself, her delicate red lips opened and closed slightly, her face was glowing red, Gu Pan's eyes were flowing, her pulse was shining brightly, it was really too beautiful to behold.
Liu Mu's heart sank, if Ye Zifeng really refined these medicinal materials one by one, he would have to wait until the year of the monkey to complete the refining, but according to the rules, there seems to be nothing wrong.
"However..." Ye Zifeng pondered for a moment.
"But what?" Liu Mu's expression brightened immediately. As an elder of the family, he was taken aback by Ye Zifeng at the moment, and few people believed him when he said it.
"However, if you want me to use only one medicinal material to make alchemy, it's not impossible."
"real?"
Ye Zifeng nodded: "But, you have to promise me that the time for the alliance between the Liu family and the Ye family needs to be increased to half a year!"
Ye Zifeng gradually used various means to increase the time for forming an alliance, so that Liu Mu's mind would not immediately have the idea of rejection. With such a mature and steady heart, Liu Mu couldn't help but sigh in admiration. At this moment, he only hated Ye Zifeng for being Ye Chongtian's son, not his own.
Liu Mu pondered for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Half a year is half a year, even if it makes the Wang family unhappy this time, I, Liu, don't care anymore! I don't believe that you, Ye Zifeng, can rely on a pair of medicinal materials to make you happy." Refining the Pure Yang Pill!"
The fact that Liu Bingqian brought so many medicinal materials to Ye Zifeng's refinement already showed that the medicinal materials were extremely difficult to refine successfully, which made Liu Mu even more tempted to take a gamble.
"Okay!" Ye Zifeng smiled lightly, without talking nonsense, he picked up the medicinal materials, walked slowly to the side of the alchemy furnace, and poured all the medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace in one go.
Liu Yige couldn't help saying: "Ye Zifeng, didn't you tell Song Shiyun just now that you can't do this?"
Ye Zifeng smiled slightly: "He is him, I am me. Rules are not dead rules. Textbook alchemy can only be regarded as a novice in alchemy. Only after understanding the principles, can one change the method of alchemy according to different changes..."
"According to different changes, change the method of alchemy..." Yang Jing's heart fluttered when she heard this, she just felt that the man in front of her was not simple, after thinking about it, she couldn't help giving Ye Zifeng a higher look.
In her eyes, a man who can be valued so much by Liu Bingqian must not be simple.
Ye Zifeng brought some wood from the servant and put it under the mortal alchemy furnace. After lighting the flame, he turned around with a calm expression and looked at Yang Jing with a smile.
"Pillions like Chunyang Pill are relatively low-level pills, but you know why this pill is not easy to refine, and the success rate is so low. Has your master ever told you about the essential reason?"
Yang Jing thought for a while, then shook her head, wondering in her heart, isn't it normal for alchemy to fail
Ye Zifeng smiled lightly, his expression was surprisingly calm: "Experts disdain refining, low-hands can't refine it, and for some middle-hands, it's just too much hearsay, and they didn't calm down to study how to refine Chunyang Pill. …”
He paused for a while, then continued: "Besides, if I'm not wrong, after so many years, your master doesn't want you to leave him, that's why he acted like it was difficult to refine the Chunyang pill, and still I have always instilled in you and Liu Bingqian the impression that Chunyang Pill is difficult to refine."
"This..." It's not that Yang Jing hasn't thought about this question, but the teacher's kindness is so great, even if the master really thinks so, there is nothing wrong with it, it is Yang Jing who owes her master.
"Then what about you, Ye Zifeng, what kind of strength is your alchemy, low hand, middle hand, or high hand?"