Chapter 1355 Teaching Alchemy

The quality of the Fentian Sand used by Wang Feng when refining the Ghost King Pill was far inferior to what he had now, so if he wanted to refine a new batch of Ghost King Pill, the difficulty would definitely increase many times.

Because the evil aura of the Burning Sky Sand is too strong, Wang Feng's very powerful soul power is needed to control everything.

The soul power has been greatly enhanced after Wang Feng obtained the Sun Bible, but even so, Wang Feng has devoted all his attention at this moment, because the Burning Sky Sand he used this time is far more domineering than the last time. If there is any mistake, this furnace will be destroyed. Even if the medicinal materials are destroyed.

Grasping Fentian Sha, Wang Feng threw it into the alchemy furnace.

Just like a cannonball was thrown into the calm lake water, the originally calm lake water now stirred up turbulent waves, and various medicinal liquids were shaking violently, as if they were about to explode.

Evil spirits are constantly invading these medicinal liquids.

If Wang Feng cannot control it at this moment, then there will be a violent explosion in the furnace.

Seeing this scene, even Lord Tianxing couldn't help but hold his breath. Whether he can become an elixir depends on Wang Feng, the alchemist now.

Wangfeng had indeed refined the Ghost King Pill before, but the Ghost King Pill he wanted to refine now was obviously much more difficult than the last time.

Even though his soul power has increased a lot, he still feels a little out of control at this moment.

Of course, if this furnace of Ghost King Pill is successfully refined, then the effect of this medicine will be far more powerful than the Ghost King Pill that Wang Feng refined last time.

Beads of sweat continued to fall on his forehead. At this moment, the powerful evil spirit filled the entire alchemy furnace, and the Fentian Sand had been completely fused under the burning of the true fire of the sun.

But in this small half piece of Burning Sky Sand, the evil energy contained in it is surprisingly majestic.

With a flip of his hand, Wang Feng took out a large piece of Heavenly Pure Land and threw it directly into the alchemy furnace.

Nowadays, this furnace of Ghost King Pill is very valuable, so Wang Feng will not allow it to fail.

The function of the Pure Land of Heaven is to increase the success rate of alchemy. After entering the furnace, the Pure Land of Heaven was quickly melted by Wang Feng's true sun fire.

The melted Heavenly Pure Land wrapped up the medicinal liquid in the blink of an eye. With the addition of Heavenly Pure Land, Wang Feng suddenly felt that the pressure was much less.

The Pure Land of Heaven is indeed worthy of being a sacred object in the world of alchemy. With the addition of this pure soil, everything after that becomes extremely simple. Although the evil aura of the Burning Sky Sand is very scary, but when the Pure Land of Heaven is isolated, the evil aura is basically gone. Can't afford any big waves.

It only took more than an hour for several Ghost King Pills to rise into the sky from the pill furnace. They became full of spirituality after being refined, so they wanted to escape.

It's just that the formation that enveloped the courtyard was designed to prevent these pills from escaping, so no matter how hard they struggled, the last few Ghost King Pills eventually fell into Wang Feng's hands.

Because of the addition of Youtian Pure Land and Wang Feng's extremely fast refining speed, he refined six Ghost King Pills this time.

Since Wang Feng's elixir refining, this was the first time that he refined six high-level elixirs at once.

Moreover, the Ghost King Pill this time is far better than the Ghost King Pill he refined last time. If the pill is made from his own things, these things must belong to him.

However, most of these six elixirs are medicinal materials provided by Venerable Tianxing, so now Wang Feng is in a bit of a dilemma.

"Give me one, and the rest belong to you." Seemingly seeing what Wang Feng was thinking, Lord Tianxing said at this moment.

"So, that junior seems to have taken advantage." Wang Feng smiled slightly, and then he quickly put away the five Ghost King Pills.

Wang Feng may not be able to use the Ghost King Pill himself, but besides him, his relatives and friends all need it. Unfortunately, the main ingredient of the Ghost King Pill is too difficult to find, otherwise Wang Feng would want to ensure that they all have one.

Normally, when Wang Feng refines a batch of elixirs, only about five of them will be successfully produced. Now that Wang Feng has refined six elixirs and got five, he is not at a loss.

Because all he paid was Burning Sky Sand.

Holding the Ghost King Pill that Wang Feng had just refined, Lord Tianxing observed it carefully. He supervised the entire refining process of Wang Feng, so he believed what he saw with his own eyes.

On the surface, the Ghost King Pill refined by Wang Feng is almost the same as the ordinary Ghost King Pill. In terms of quality, the one refined by Wang Feng is even uglier.

However, as Lord Tianxing took a closer look, he was shocked, because he found that the effect of the Ghost King Pill was at least twice that of the ordinary Ghost King Pill. This was just his rough estimate. If it was actually taken, If so, the effect will definitely be even more powerful.

Youdao is like gold and jade, but Wang Feng is just the opposite. On the surface, the elixir seems to be of poor quality, but what is wrapped inside is far more powerful than the real Ghost King elixir.

"How did you do it?" Lord Tianxing asked in shock.

Although his alchemy level is higher than Wang Feng's, the elixir he refines will never be able to double the effect like Wang Feng.

The Ghost King Pill is the twelfth-grade elixir closest to the thirteenth grade. Wang Feng can refine the effect of the Ghost King Pill to more than twice that of the ordinary Ghost King Pill. This means that Wang Feng’s alchemy level has reached Pingjin, and he is qualified. Go and become a thirteenth-grade alchemist.

When Wang Feng said in the teahouse that he was a twelfth-grade alchemist, Venerable Tianxing, he didn't believe it. But now that Wang Feng refined the Ghost King Pill in front of him, he couldn't help but not believe it.

For such a young twelfth-grade alchemist, this is definitely an interesting story in the alchemy world.

Because he has been an alchemist for so many years, he has never seen such a young twelfth-level alchemist.

As long as Wang Feng can make further progress, he may become the youngest master in the history of alchemy.

"I wonder how old you are?" Lord Tianxing asked at this time.

"Probably less than forty." Wang Feng thought for a while and said.

Wang Feng started practicing at the age of twenty-three. He spent several years on the lower three days, and several more years on the middle three days. So after calculation, he was really not forty.

After practicing for many years, Wang Feng's concept of time has long been blurred, because in many places, during the process of retreat, he could not figure out how long he had been in retreat.

But based on vague calculations, he really wasn't even forty years old yet.

Forty years old is very young compared to the monks in the sky, because as the realm becomes higher and higher, monks under a hundred years old are considered young.

"You are so young, your strength has reached the level of a one-star immortal, and your alchemy skills have reached the twelfth level. I wonder which noble family you are from?" Lord Tianxing asked at this time.

"Does it mean that in the eyes of His Holiness, only those powerful forces can produce real geniuses?"

"That's not what I mean. I just want to say that only those truly powerful forces have the resources to cultivate real geniuses. If a person does not have the supply of resources, even if he is a genius, it will be difficult for him to do anything."

What Venerable Tianxing said is indeed true. If there are no resources, it is really difficult for a person to make progress. Maybe you can say that you are practicing in retreat, but how slow is the practice in retreat?

You may not be able to compete with someone who has the resources to practice for a year in seclusion for a hundred years.

There is a saying on earth that no hero can die for a penny. For monks, this resource is money. Only with money can one be successful, so it is not surprising that Venerable Tianxing has such an idea.

Although Wang Feng was provided with resources during his cultivation, the resources he obtained were basically obtained with his own hands.

Some of them may have been obtained by force, but it is undeniable that he obtained these resources with his own hands.

Therefore, the words of Lord Tianxing are not completely true. A monk who is not trained by a big force can still be excellent in all aspects. Wang Feng is a good example.

"If I said that I have no family or sect now, would you believe it?" Wang Feng asked back.

"Do you think I will believe it?"

"As the saying goes, if you believe it, there will be something, if you don't believe it, there will be nothing. The younger generation cannot guess the thoughts of the seniors." Wang Feng shook his head and said.

"You are quite interesting." After hearing Wang Feng's words, Lord Tianxing smiled: "Since you are a true twelfth-grade alchemist, then I will definitely help you complete what I promised you before. I will help you become a thirteenth-grade alchemist."

"Thank you in advance for being such a junior."

"No need to thank you, because I will only teach you once. I will teach you some key points orally, but how much you can understand depends on your personal ability."

"good."

The so-called master leads the door, cultivation depends on oneself, and Wang Feng is satisfied if he can teach himself once.

You can't be too greedy, otherwise you will never be satisfied. You can have ambitions, but if you can't find your way back, you will be doomed.

This is like the difference between a hero and a hero. One is brave and foolhardy, while the other has a clear mind. There is a huge gap between the two.

"If you want to learn, then come with me." After saying this, Lord Tianxing turned around and left.

"Brother Dazhuang, I can only trouble you to wait here for me." Looking at Huang Dazhuang, Wang Feng said a little apologetically.

"There is no need to wait here. When I teach the way of alchemy, he may also get some blessings, because what I teach is not only knowledge, but also the understanding of the realm." At this time, Venerable Tianxing came from the front. The sound made Huang Dazhuang immediately look happy.

Although the realm of Lord Tianxing is only two levels higher than that of Huang Dazhuang, he is a master of alchemy, but Huang Dazhuang is nothing, so if he can listen to a lesson from such a master, maybe he can really gain a lot.

Following Lord Tianxing, Wang Feng and Huang Dazhuang were brought into a hall.

The main hall is very empty, surrounded by shelves. On the shelves are all jade bottles, which should be full of elixirs.

At first glance, these bottles must be in the thousands. Considering that one bottle contains more than 20 pills, there are really a lot of pills here.

An alchemist's family background is really rich.

"Please sit down." Pointing to the two futons on the open space, Lord Tianxing said.

"Senior, did you refine these elixirs?" Huang Dazhuang asked in surprise.

"Some are, some are not." As he spoke, Ah sat cross-legged directly opposite Wang Feng and Huang Dazhuang.

"Stop talking, you just need to listen to what I have to say." As he spoke, he let out a long breath, and then gave Wang Feng and the two of them the key points to pay attention to as thirteenth-grade alchemists.

When he first accepted the inherited memory, Wang Feng couldn't bear it anymore when he reached the thirteenth level, so now he listens extremely carefully for fear of missing something.

Because this is an opportunity for him to become a thirteenth-grade alchemist.