Chapter 181: Scientific Alchemy II

"No." Feng Xingying shook his head confidently:

"There are many things that can be summed up with experience. Other alchemists' method is the feel, and my method is the formula.

If you don't believe me, the master can continue to test me. "

"Okay, this time it's Guishen San, I'll see how fast you refine the red dust."

The title of Lihuang Tianzun is not simple.

Because Zuihongchen is not a pill, but a pink liquid, which is used to rub it on the face to maintain the skin.

This thing, Feng Xingying has long been excited, this is simply an enhanced version of the essence, and it is something that Yunxi Continent generally lacks.

If she took out a few bottles of Drunk Red Dust, and matched it with beauty lotion and fragrant pills, she would probably make a lot of money.

It's just that the refining methods of liquid elixir and solid elixir are very different. Even experienced alchemists have to go through several failures when refining liquid for the first time.

Feng Xingying can already imagine that Lihuang Tianzun must be smug at this time, and his heart is dark: Sample, I want you to be brave, right? beg me, beg me?

Feng Xingying showed a confident smile on her face, but did not speak, but withdrew from the Xihuangjian space.

In the Xihuangjian space, alchemy was refined, and the flame elves in the flame pool could surround her and help her practice.

In this way, Feng Xingying can cultivate and concoct alchemy, and supplement spiritual power incidentally.

But if it is outside, there is no such treatment.

Therefore, Feng Xingying wanted to save the usage rate of the Xihuang Sword space. Of course, she had to do this kind of calculation outside.

Seeing that the moon was in the middle of the sky, Yunxiang and Qin Shiyi were each practicing in the courtyard, but Feng Xingying took out a pill to study, and then wrote and painted on the sand.

In a short while, she will smile, and write a strange symbol on the silk with a thousand-year-old spirit pen. There are only three Chinese characters: drunk red dust.

Feng Xingying entered the Xihuangjian space again and started alchemy.

Lihuang Tianzun knows her disciple very well. She looks confident and proud. In fact, she is really confident. If she is not 100% sure, she will not be stupid and arrogant.

The confident expression on Feng Xingying's face was also a little infected with Lihuang Tianzun, and he couldn't help but say:

"It's good to be young. Your brothers and sisters were very young back then, and they don't know how they are now."

She was very relieved, because Feng Xingying was now concentrating on alchemy, and this challenge was not small, and there was no room for sloppiness.

Although it was only the two of them, Feng Xingying didn't want to fail. She wanted to prove that she was right, so she had to concentrate.

Time, little by little.

Feng Xingying concentrated on alchemy, and the spirit fire in her hand was burning loudly. It was obviously a rigorous operation, but she was played by her into a bold and unrestrained faction.

Even Lihuang Tianzun couldn't help but praised: "The action is good, it is indeed the blood of our Divine Phoenix family, this fire control ability is just a little bit worse than when I was young."

As everyone knows, where she was standing before, there is now a black star figure.

He quietly looked at the strange symbols on the ground, with no expression on his face.

His breath has the power of oppression, and no one else dares to come close to this place.

After studying for a while, he reached out his hand and pressed it lightly on the ground.

The ice spread from his palm, covering only this small area.

The dust and those symbols were frozen in the ice.

He closed his hand, and the ice formed a small monument, which contained the symbols Feng Xingying wrote before.

There is no trace on the ground.