puff! Looking at the black lump in the pot and smelling the burnt smell, Luo Chen's eyes were red and his face was ashen. Failed! The sixth pot, failed again! This is the sixth day of refining Zhongmiao Wan, and he is refining it methodically at the rate of one pot per day. The final result made him very hurt. None succeeded! The best time, it was just a pot of light red paste. He was very sure that according to Dan's recipe, the final product was dark red, redder than his patriotic heart! With a lonely expression, he picked up the pot and dumped the black thing on the other side of the stream.
Then by the creek, I used the loofah to wash the pot one by one. In my mind, I kept replaying the previous refining process. "There must be no problem with the proportioning of the ingredients. I used the scale to be extremely accurate." "The order of adding the raw materials is not wrong, and every time the timing of the symptoms is added." "Is there a problem with the heat? Or is it that firewood is not good? But the prescription said that as long as it is peach wood, it is only a first-level pill, and the requirements are not particularly high." "Or, is my method wrong?" Successive failures made Luo Chen doubt himself. He even wondered if he didn't have the talent for alchemy, and the success of Bigu San was only because the original owner had the talent, so he entered the sect. He just stole the game account that others practiced, and walked like flying on a well-trodden road. Hush! There was water splashing on the face. It was a big carp that swam past, jumped up as it passed by, and splashed water in his face. Recently, there are more and more fish in the stream, probably because of the rising water of Lancang River! Glancing at the fish that was about to swim away, Luo Chen was furious. La la energy! "Fireball!" A lump of black charcoal floated up from the surface of the water, and then drifted away along the stream. He looked down at the iron pan that had been cleaned in his hands. "Could it be that it's a problem with the equipment?"
Luo Chen couldn't help showing a wry smile, why didn't he know the predicament of his alchemy. There is no guidance from a famous teacher, no support from the family, and even the utensils for alchemy. Others use high-quality magic weapon alchemy stoves, which burn the fire of heaven and earth, so he puts the whole iron pot here to boil medicine. But the price of a good magic weapon alchemy furnace is ten times more expensive than a flying sword of the same level! Even casual cultivators' favorite defensive magic weapon is not as precious as the magic weapon Dan Furnace. Being able to scrape together the raw materials for ten batches of Zhongmiao Pills would have already cost him his fortune, and buying a pill furnace medicine cauldron is even more out of the question. Moreover, the most rubbish alchemy furnace cannot be burned with ordinary firewood. At least the first-order spiritual wood must be used as firewood, and it must be matched with the alchemist's constant spiritual power to adjust the fire. He can't afford the first-order spiritual wood, and he doesn't have the cultivation level to constantly adjust the fire with spiritual power! Sometimes he also wanted to be like the rumored alchemist, who would just drop a dozen pills out of the oven, instead of kneading the ointment into balls with his hands while the ointment was hot. Who doesn't know that thing is hot! Some ointments also have their own negative effects on the body! This is not unconditional! After a while of self-pity, Luo Chen put the pot back on the stove, untied his apron and sat at the gate. Facing the afterglow of the setting sun, he slapped himself twice. "Why do you think about those who have nothing!" "I gambled all my wealth on it. Even if I hit the south wall this time, I have to break the wall!" "I won't practice tomorrow, I'll talk about it after adjusting my mentality." Everyone knows the truth that haste makes waste. But when things come to an end, you often have to hit your head full of bags before you realize that you are in a hurry, in a hurry. There was nothing to do at night, Luo Chen felt sulky in his heart. He has to vent! so. Fireball! Fireball! Fireball! The creek suffered disaster, and the fish in the river complained incessantly. Nine consecutive fireballs with all his strength exhausted all the spiritual energy in his body.
Accompanied by the nine-point proficiency, Luo Chen returned to the room tiredly, sat cross-legged in meditation, and performed the Changchun Gong. In a great week, one-fifth of his spiritual power recovered. Another big week, and one-fifth of the spiritual power has recovered. Well, that's it. Low-level monks are not physically fit, and their spirit and soul have not undergone a qualitative change. Practicing two or three times a night is almost the limit. In the second half of the night, Luo Chen fell asleep naively. When he woke up the next day, the spiritual power in his body was still less than half recovered. The lack of spiritual power is actually the reason why he wants to use his spell proficiency to break through and gain achievement points. It takes five days to recover after practicing Fireball for one day! Even low-energy cleansing takes plenty of time. Luo Chen didn't live in any particularly safe place, so he had to keep part of his mana to escape. In fact, when he got up in the morning, he was a little scared. He was really crazy last night, he actually used up all his spiritual energy. If a monster came here, he wouldn't even have much ability to resist. "It can't be like this in the future, remember to remember!" After muttering a sentence, he sat cross-legged and performed Changchun Gong once. One-fifth of the spiritual power was recovered again. Then open the properties panel. 【Name: Luo Chen】 【Shou Yuan: 27/75】 [Spiritual Root: Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth] 【Realm: The third floor of Qi refining period: 75/100】 [Cultivation method: Changchun Gong mastery: 249/300] [Spells: Introductory cleaning 51/100, proficient in entangling 176/200, perfect fireball 304/500] [Skills: Tier 1 alchemist: Bigu San Grandmaster 507/1000, Introduction to Zhongmiao Pills 3/100] [Achievement points: 1 point (can be used to get started with exercises, spells, and skills corresponding to the realm)] Looking at the attribute panel, Luo Chen was a little dazed. There is no accident in Shouyuan, it should be his own Shouyuan before time travel, the original owner of this body died long ago, so Shouyuan should be zero. The reason why he wants to earn Lingshi so much is actually for the sake of cultivation and longevity.
He felt a little sad when he thought that if he didn't time travel, he could only live on earth for 75 years. He can't even reach the level of the eighty-year-old funeral, and the descendants can't dance or dance at the funeral, even though he was just a single dog before time travel. So in this life, he must step by step, practice to the highest level, and live the longest! Then the cold reality slapped him, half a month passed, and he never stopped practicing Changchun Gong twice a day. But the realm remained motionless. The five spiritual roots have a balanced physique, so it can't be such a waste material! How did the former original master cultivate to the third level of the Qi refining period? It can't be the owner of the remains, leave him a few large bottles of Qi Yang Dan! After the cold reality, it was the touch brought by the traveler's welfare. The proficiency of Changchun Gong has increased by 26 points, although I don't feel much. In the column of spells, the cleansing technique has increased by two points. One is used for cleaning the robes, and the other is used for cleaning the iron pot to thoroughly wash away the miscellaneous smell left by the original refining of bigu powder. There was basically no change in the entanglement technique, and he didn't want to use the whole blue and silver entanglement to kill the Jindan stage by leaps and bounds. On the other hand, Fireball, with the maximum two releases per day, coupled with the profligacy last night, has skyrocketed by 36 points of proficiency. Now he broke through the proficient level in one breath and reached the perfect level. It also provides a level-breaking achievement point. Hey, I don't know what it feels like to have a perfect level of fireball? But now the spiritual power in the body has not recovered to full, it is better to suppress the excited heart and excited hands! Thinking in this way, Luo Chen closed the property panel. But before closing it, his eyes subconsciously jumped from the achievement point, he blinked, and quickly opened the panel again. "etc!" "【Skills: First-level Alchemist: Bigu San Grandmaster 507/1000, Introduction to Zhongmiao Pills 3/100】" He remembered very clearly that after using achievement points to start Zhongmiaowan, the proficiency should be only 1 point, but now it is 3 points. But he has never successfully refined Zhongmiaowan once! "Failure can also increase proficiency?"
