Chapter 209 Sword King Pill
In the cave, the Sword King Grass had fully matured, emitting a brilliant light, extremely dazzling, like countless silver lines.
On the surrounding rocks, cracks would appear from time to time, all caused by the raging sword energy.
Such a natural treasure, even if there were no fierce beasts guarding it, ordinary people would be cut into pieces by the extremely powerful sword energy in an instant if they wanted to pick it.
Jiang Huai was naturally fearless, and stretched out his big hand to take the Sword King Grass out of it.
"Buzz!"
In an instant, there was a light sound, and a more powerful sword energy seemed to be able to rush straight into the sky, and it actually cut the cave in half in an instant.
For a while, the earth and rocks rolled.
"What a sharp sword light!"
Jiang Huai was a little surprised. This Sword King Grass had almost undergone some qualitative changes after it matured. It was completely different from other precious medicines, and it could even take the initiative to attack the person who wanted to pick it.
Wherever the sword energy goes, even rocks can be cut and crushed in an instant.
Of course, this sword energy is not even as good as tickling Jiang Huai.
With a wave of his left hand, he immediately sealed all the sword energy raging on the Sword King Grass, and it did not leak out at all.
After everything last night, he handed it directly to Old Man Lin.
In addition to the Sword King Grass, the other precious medicines used to refine the Sword King Pill were also given to the latter.
Compared with himself, Old Man Lin and the elders in the village are actually more experienced. They often refine some medicinal powders such as blood-replenishing powder on weekdays, and their work is more familiar.
As long as the key issues such as the temperature and the order of the medicinal materials are clear, it should be possible with the experience of Old Man Lin and others.
Even if he fails a few times, it doesn’t matter. Jiang Huai has already estimated that the precious medicines he has on hand can refine up to nine pills, and he only needs one.
In other words, there are a total of nine opportunities to refine, as long as he can succeed once.
As soon as they received the order, Old Man Lin and several elders in the village who usually made medicinal powders started to get busy.
Set up the cauldron, light the fire, and put the water in.
All the steps were done in one go.
Generally speaking, in addition to success or failure, the quality of the refined pills is actually divided into levels.
From low to high, they can generally be divided into low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, top-grade, and immortal-grade.
Low-grade and medium-grade pills pay more attention to the craftsmanship of the refiner. As for the top-grade and above, in addition to the craftsmanship, there are also very strict requirements for the cauldron, materials, etc. for refining pills.
If the materials and cauldron are just ordinary products, even a master-level alchemist can only reach the top grade at most.
Jiang Huai didn't have too many requirements for the quality of the pills. Whether it was the lowest low-grade or the highest immortal-grade, both had the effect he wanted, as long as there was an effect.
Given that the difficulty of this refining was much greater than before, Old Man Lin and others did not succeed in one go.
Although they have accumulated some experience, they are just ordinary people after all, not geniuses in alchemy. It would be strange if they could succeed in one try.
The first time failed.
The second time failed.
The third time failed.
The reasons for all the failures are almost the same, all because of the inadequate control of the temperature and time.
This is inevitable. After all, it is controlled by manpower, and some deviations are inevitable. It is impossible to be as precise as a machine.
…
The fourth time failed.
The fifth time failed.
Until the sixth time…
This time, Old Man Lin and others waited for eleven days and eleven nights, and there was no phenomenon of explosion or black smoke like the previous times.
"This should be considered a success, right?" Old Man Lin's face was rarely haggard, and his eyes were full of bloodshot.
He has now entered the Inscription Realm, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't sleep for a month, but in order to complete the task assigned by Jiang Huai, Old Man Lin has been highly nervous for a short time.
At this moment.
Old man Lin frowned, his calloused hands were dark now, looking at the cauldron in front of him where the fire had gone out, and said uncertainly.
The same was true for several elderly clan elders beside him, all of them looked serious and meticulous.
The medicinal materials given to them by Lord Liushen were running out. If they failed again this time, these old men would probably be worried and cry.
Although they often refined some things such as medicinal powders on weekdays, this was their first time to refine pills, especially the Sword King Pill, which was not easy to start with.
"Open the cauldron!" Old man Lin took a deep breath and said.
Whether it succeeds or not, they have to open it first.
Soon.
The heavy bronze cauldron lid was lifted.
The moment the cauldron was opened.
The rich medicinal fragrance of several precious medicines interacted with each other, mixed with the fragrance of soil and flowers, and rose in the air and rushed to the face...
Then.
A crystal green pill the size of a peanut floated in mid-air.
The next moment.
All the brilliance was restrained.
It was as if thousands of sharp swords melted into one place.
Jiang Huai took a look and used the detection technique at the same time.
Name: Sword King Pill
Level: Low-grade
Effect: Special function item, with a unique effect, can restore the damaged Sword King body to its original state, can only take effect once, cannot be reused.
Soon.
The basic information of the pill appeared in front of Jiang Huai.
It was not beyond his expectation.
The level of the Sword King Pill was only the lowest grade.
But there was nothing that could be done. After all, Old Man Lin and others only used ordinary tools to refine it. It was already good enough to succeed.
"Everyone is very good!"
Jiang Huai's voice appeared, exploding in the minds of Old Man Lin and others like thunder.
"It is our honor to serve Lord Liu Shen!"
Old Man Lin and others were overjoyed and quickly knelt down at the position where Jiang Huai was.
For them, being rewarded by Lord Liu Shen was the highest honor, which encouraged them more than any reward.
The most important thing was that Lord Liu Shen spoke like this, indicating that they had finally completed the task successfully and lived up to expectations, which gave them a full sense of accomplishment.
On the mountain, Jiang Huai couldn't help but smile faintly.
Although these old men are almost six or seven hundred years old, they are usually childish and can be called old naughty boys. But when it comes to critical matters, they all have the posture of "old Lian Po, can he still eat?" and "old horses are still waiting for the stable, with ambitions to run a thousand miles."
After taking the Sword King Pill away from the air, Jiang Huai also called the broadsword man up.
"Lord Liu Shen is above!"
The broadsword man hurried over quickly, knelt down and spoke with respect less than a hundred meters away from Jiang Huai.
"Get up!" Jiang Huai said slowly.
Perhaps because he had once recovered his beloved from a vegetative state, the faith value of the broadsword man was obviously much higher than those who entered Liu Village at the same time.
Jiang Huai did not exchange too much greetings with the other party, and directly handed the Sword King Pill that he had just successfully refined to the man.
"Lord Liushen, what is this?"
The man with the broadsword said puzzledly.
"Sword King Pill!"