The Qianling grass in the furnace was scorched by the heat, and the medicinal power formed mist. Under Ning Ping's control, the spiritual medicines swayed up and down like dancers. Originally, Yang Qizheng's control was to divide the spiritual medicines into several levels and rotate them according to the heat. Of course, Ning Ping now knows that this is also a trick. Now Ning Ping's method is more refined, subdividing them into single spiritual medicines. In this way, the consumption of Yuanli also increases. However, Ning Ping has now broken through to the third level of Qi Refining Stage and is not afraid. At a certain moment, all the spiritual medicines turned into ashes, and all the medicinal power was refined. There were 15 groups of medicinal power mist suspended in the furnace, which was very different from the previous method. The original method was that all of them were directly mixed into one group. Just as Ning Ping wanted to slowly merge the mist, suddenly a group of mist sank down due to negligence. Although it was controlled by Ning Ping in time, it still had a slight contact with the ground, and then the furnace became chaotic. It was because of distraction that he controlled a cloud of mist, and as a result, the other mists inevitably scattered and escaped. Ning Ping was shocked at this time. If he failed to control it in time and let this series of reactions go on, the only outcome would be the furnace explosion. At this time, Ning Ping's heart was ruthless, and the power of the soul came out of his body, turning into dozens of control of the mist that was about to touch the furnace wall. But at this time, as the soul power entered the furnace, a sharp pain also rose in his mind. This feeling was like being naked on the flames, rolling and burning, and it hurt to the heart.
But because of this, the mist was finally controlled in time to avoid the fate of the furnace explosion. Ning Ping's face was pale at this moment, and he quickly withdrew his soul power. His face was full of beads of sweat as big as beans. He stared at the changes in the furnace with lingering fear, and slowly merged all the mists with basically the same medicinal power into one place before he felt relieved. In the pavilion far outside. "3, 2, 1, explosion!" Zheng Yuanming looked towards the Ningping alchemy room with expectation, but the expected explosion of the furnace did not come. "Haha, it seems that Mr. Zheng miscalculated. I didn't expect this little brother to be so capable." The man in white laughed heartily when he saw Zheng Yuanming's expression, and the woman in white beside him also smiled. "Well, it seems that I really miscalculated, but he will definitely explode in the next hour." Zheng Yuanming seemed unwilling to give up and continued to assert. After hearing this, the woman in white looked at the man in white next to her and said, "What if it didn't happen?" "Don't worry, I'm absolutely confident this time." The man in white smiled and seemed to be satisfied with the woman's interjection, and said, "How about this, it's boring anyway, how about we make a bet." Zheng Yuanming was immediately excited when he heard it: "How do you bet?" "If this kid doesn't blow up the furnace in the next hour, then you can show us the recipe of your foundation-building pill, and vice versa, what do you think?" Zheng Yuanming understood immediately after hearing it. It turned out that he had taken the initiative to invite him before, and he thought it was strange. It seems that this is his purpose. "You two brothers and sisters really have a good plan." Zheng Yuanming smiled and then put down the wine glass in his hand without making a sound. It turned out that the man and woman in white were actually a pair of brothers and sisters. "Look at what Mr. Zheng said, don't you have any confidence in your heart?" The woman in white said provocatively. "Mr. Zheng, you are too kind. I just acted on my own accord. You see, the recipe for the foundation-building pill of my Yun family is right here. If you are really not interested, then forget it." The man in white took out a jade slip and gently placed it on the stone table, expressing his sincerity. Zheng Yuanming stared at the jade slip in a daze, with an eager look on his face. This is the recipe of the Yun family. Compared with its preciousness, other people really don't take the recipe of the Zheng family seriously. They probably just want to observe it. Not to mention, Zheng Yuanming's analysis was right on this point. The man in white just wanted to observe it. The foundation-building pill of the Yun family is a well-known existence in Guangming City. A few days ago, the reward of a foundation-building pill triggered a wave of enthusiasm. Zheng Yuanming withdrew his greedy eyes with difficulty and said, "But~but I don't have the recipe. The recipe is with my father."
"It doesn't matter. It's the same if you bring it back to see it later. Do I still not trust Mr. Zheng?" The man in white said with a smile. In Guangming City, no one dares to play tricks in front of the Yun family. Zheng Yuanming is of course aware of this, and he is not really stupid. "After all, this recipe is a family inheritance. I have to tell my father and he has to agree, otherwise I will break my promise to you, my grandfather." Zheng Yuanming thought about it and felt that he was not at a disadvantage, but he said so for the sake of caution. "Haha, it should be so. Then you can ask first." The man in white finished speaking and raised the wine glass calmly. Zheng Yuanming took out a sound transmission talisman at this time, and roughly explained the matter with a slight movement of his lips. Then he waved his hand and the talisman disappeared in the air. It didn't take a few people to wait for long. After a few breaths, a talisman shot out of thin air and was immediately grabbed by Zheng Yuanming. After listening to it, his eyes suddenly lit up. "My father agreed, so let's start the timer now." Zheng Yuanming was excited at this moment. "Okay, just as you say." It had been a while since the proposal was made, but the man in white didn't care and agreed. Ning Ping was actually not feeling well at the moment. Due to the incident just now, the energy consumption in his body suddenly increased a lot, and now he was slowly starting to feel a little tired. Originally, the Yuan Power in his body could barely support the refining of Thousand Spirit Grass. Although his cultivation level has improved a lot now, the consumption of this new method was already high. After the incident just now, the Yuan Power in his body was even more stretched. As time went by, the mist slowly began to aggregate into liquid medicine, and the resulting pressure also increased a lot. Ning Ping swallowed a packet of Yiqi Powder in one gulp, holding on with a pale face. Although it was uncomfortable to persist, I was very happy to see that the medicinal liquid was much purer than the one refined before. The earthy color that was originally refined has now turned yellow. But at the critical moment of complete refining, the Yuan Power was finally exhausted. Ning Ping felt anxious and had to release the soul power again to maintain it. The power of the soul penetrated deeply into the liquid, imprinting the situation inside one by one. The power of the soul continued to be consumed, but the control was much more precise. The liquid was heated more evenly during the rolling, which also made the liquid more evenly heated. The impurities inside can be peeled off more easily. However, the pain caused by this was much deeper than the previous situation. Finally, just when the soul power was about to be exhausted, the medicinal liquid finally stabilized and the refining was completed.