Chapter 230 [(*^▽^*)]
Chapter 230 [(*^▽^*)]
Ming Fanxing originally thought that he would get a response soon, but he didn't expect that after he asked, he didn't get an answer, and there was silence in his sea of consciousness. Ming Fanxing
was stunned for a while. He thought that his master didn't pay attention to him, so he didn't hear it. He asked again, "Master, I want to ask you some questions about the second-level elixir."
Shuang Baiyu was meditating in the Chongming Beast at this time, but these two questions that suddenly popped up made him a little surprised and a little flustered.
Pills?
Why would his disciple suddenly ask him about the problem of refining pills?
Shuang Baiyu, "..."
This time he still didn't say anything. Even if Ming Fanxing was stupid, he realized the problem. Master didn't hear it? Impossible, it's twice.
Then why didn't you say anything? Don't you want to say it? The second-level elixir is too simple, so you don't bother to talk about it? Let him figure it out himself?
Ming Fanxing thought about it over and over, but he couldn't figure it out.
Just when he was thinking about it, Shuang Baiyu spoke.
"Disciple, the road to refining elixir is difficult and bumpy, you can only bear it yourself."
"..."
After hearing this, Ming Fanxing's mind went blank, and it took a long time for him to come back to his senses. What this sentence meant was...
Master, can't refine elixir.
Pupils trembled!
Master, he can't refine elixir! How is it possible? Why?
If he can't refine elixir, how can there be a Shennong Ding? Why is there that Yin Yang Five Elements Circulation Array to speed up the growth of spiritual plants tenfold?
Why are there Yin Yang Lake, Yin Yang Origin Water, and spiritual plants that fill the entire space? Is it just for the Yin Yang Five Elements Pill?
At this moment, it was as if a firework exploded in his mind, and his mind was in a mess. He didn't know what he was thinking or what to say.
Fortunately, he came back to his senses.
"Disciple... Disciple will do his best."
He was shocked, but he also knew that he had to give face to the immortal master. Although he had a lot of doubts in his heart, he forced himself not to mention it again.
Instead, he pretended nothing happened and continued to concentrate on reading the jade slip given by Duan Chongbei.
Shuang Baiyu was also a little embarrassed. He really didn't know anything about refining pills.
He has never touched it, and he never wants to touch it. He would rather refine instruments, study formations and prohibitions, or even talismans, or exorcise beasts, than touch elixirs.
I don't know what's going on. He obviously has a fire spirit root, so there is no problem for him to touch elixir.
But he seems to be born with an incompatibility with elixir. Not to mention successfully refining elixirs, he even hates seeing an elixir cauldron.
Of course, he hates looking at the elixir cauldron when he needs to use it himself, but it's fine if the elixir cauldron is kept as a collection or used by others.
When he first met Ming Fanxing, he was shocked to find that he was actually going the path of elixir refining.
No matter which path he took, he could give guidance and teaching, and even had valuable experience to pass on to him, but it happened to be elixir refining.
But he just couldn't figure out how to make the elixir. Is
this what they call the impermanence of the world?
Ming Fanxing didn't know that his master was observing him, but Shuang Baiyu didn't observe him for too long, because he had no interest in making the elixir. He quickly withdrew his gaze and stayed quietly in his own little world, resting peacefully.
It would be a waste for his disciple to have the Chongming beast but not to practice elixir. Although he doesn't know how to make the elixir, he can help his disciple in other aspects.
For example, the formation of refining instruments.
Didn't his disciple like the three top-grade spiritual treasures before?
Shuang Baiyu sighed softly, hoping that it would not affect his image in Fanxing's heart. After all, in the eyes of his little disciple, he was an immortal.
In fact, Ming Fanxing didn't look like him too much.
If he can't refine the pill, then he can't. He can go all the way even if he figures it out on his own.
He has already taken out his own alchemy furnace, intending to try to refine the second-level Marrow Cleansing Pill. Refining this pill...
reading the contents of the jade slip ten or a hundred times is not as good as refining it once by himself.
However, this time is much longer than refining the first-level Marrow Cleansing Pill. The first-level Marrow Cleansing Pill can be refined three times a day.
But for the second-level Marrow Cleansing Pill, if one furnace is successfully refined, it may take a whole day.
This is still relatively short. It takes a day and a half to refine one furnace of the Gathering Spirit Pill. Of course, if it fails, it can be finished at any time.
Ming Fanxing put out all the spiritual herbs needed. The second-level Marrow Cleansing Pill requires twenty more spiritual herbs than the first-level.
And some of them were replaced with other spiritual herbs.
He familiarized himself with all the herbs one by one and memorized each one clearly. He
also remembered when they needed to be put into the alchemy furnace, how long they needed to be quenched, and what needed to be done to finally make the pill.
He already knew the theoretical knowledge very clearly, and now he just had to wait for practice.
Ming Fanxing was not in a hurry. He had been familiarizing himself with the spiritual herbs while waiting for Wanhu to come over these days.
And Wanhu came to his cave abode as promised a few days later, bringing the spiritual plants he had promised before. "Uncle Ming, the spiritual plants I mentioned before have all been brought here."
Ming Fanxing looked at the storage bag in his hand and nodded lightly, "In that case, plant them on the open space outside the cave where the spiritual plants were originally planted."
Wanhu planted all the spiritual plants swiftly. Ming Fanxing took a look and raised his eyebrows. The quantity seemed to be wrong.
"It seems like something is missing?"
Wan Hu said respectfully, "Uncle Master, please allow me to report that three of the spiritual plants are not easy to dig up casually. To use them as medicinal materials, we have to pick branches and leaves, or fruits, etc."
Ming Fanxing thought for a while, "The missing ones are the spiritual plants for refining the Spirit Gathering Pill, a total of three kinds."
Wan Hu, "Yes, these spiritual herbs are whole plants, mature spiritual plants, and cannot be transplanted here, so I brought two portions of each kind of medicinal materials. I hope Uncle Master will not be angry."
Ming Fanxing took these things after taking a look.
"Why would I be angry? This is normal. You can go back. If there is a breakthrough, I will notify you to come and get the pill."
Wan Hu Qianen agreed playfully, and then left respectfully. At this time, Wan Hu no longer had the gossiping look he had in front of Ming Fanxing.
Ming Fanxing stood outside the cave for a while and sighed.
He did not wait, but directly dug out all the spiritual plants that had just been planted, sent them to the space, and asked his Taiyin clone to distribute all these spiritual plants for planting.
As for the other three spiritual plants for refining the Juling Pill...
The branches are easy to deal with, they can directly stimulate the growth of roots, and they will survive after being planted.
The fruits are also easy to deal with, the fruits represent seeds, so there is only one last kind left, which is the flowers. Fortunately, they are freshly picked, not dried in the sun.
According to Wan Hu, this flower is not a single small flower, but grows on a tree. This spiritual plant needs to be cultivated for ten years before it blooms.
Planted in a special medicine garden, as long as the spiritual power is sufficient, it can bloom continuously. After picking one batch, the next batch will bloom.
In this way, such a spiritual plant will naturally not be transplanted to Ming Fanxing, and other alchemists wanted it before but could not.
Even if Ming Fanxing is a genius, the academy will not make an exception. He can give up on the spiritual plant in the academy's medicine garden at this time.
He looked at the flower in his hand with some reluctance. Is it really impossible to plant this flower?
He felt a little depressed.
However, after this observation, he found that when the flower was picked, it actually brought a branch with it at the place where it was picked.
It was a very short section, about as long as a grain of rice. If it was in the hands of other people, it would naturally be no different.
But this fell into Ming Fanxing's hands. He had the Yin Yang Lake water in his hand. Even such a small branch could take root!
Ming Fanxing picked off the flowers on it and threw the rice-sized branch into the space. The Taiyin clone was also a little emotional when he got such a small thing.
He threw this thing into the Yin Yang Lake water.
This little thing, I don't know if the Yin Yang Lake water can really help it take root, but he thinks it can. It will take some time to see if it really works.
If not... I can only think of another way.
The planting of spiritual plants was handed over to the Taiyin clone in the space.
And the Xuanyang clone outside was busy refining the elixir. After a few days of careful preparation, Ming Fanxing is now fully prepared and can start refining the elixir.
The first batch of spiritual herbs for refining the second-level marrow cleansing pill was placed around him, waiting for him to use.
Ming Fanxing had rehearsed it several times in his mind in the past few days.
Although he was just starting to do it now, he seemed to have refined it several times before, and all the movements were familiar.
He threw a warm fireball into the alchemy cauldron.
After waiting for a while, he threw the first kind of medicinal material in.
It officially began. The
refining of the second-level marrow cleansing pill is indeed much more difficult than the first level, and it takes a whole day. Ming Fanxing had already prepared for it.
Several hours passed.
At this time, one-third of the spiritual herbs had been thrown into the alchemy cauldron, and the impurities inside were being refined out again and again.
So far, no accidents have occurred, and Ming Fanxing is quite satisfied with his progress. He continues to throw spiritual herbs into the alchemy cauldron in order.
Time passed by little by little.
Finally, it was the turn of the last spiritual herb. Ming Fanxing did not hesitate at all. He pointed at the spiritual herb on the side, and then the spiritual herb flew up and fell into the alchemy cauldron.
Ming Fanxing closed his eyes and began to sink all his consciousness into the alchemy cauldron. He was very nervous about the quenching of the last spiritual herb. He
was afraid that the slightest mistake would make all the previous efforts go to waste.
Although each kind of spiritual herb is individually wrapped in a part of the divine consciousness and quenched before being fused into the pill after being quenched, if the quenching fails, it is only this kind of spiritual herb that has failed.
But...
the time that each kind of medicinal material stays in the pill furnace is fixed, not more or less. If the time is wrong, the final step of pill formation will be extremely difficult.
And once a certain kind of medicinal material fails to be quenched, if you seize the time to throw another one in...
this will delay the time and disrupt the subsequent arrangements, after all, the time later is arranged for other spiritual herbs.
Under normal circumstances, as long as one kind of medicinal material fails to be quenched, it will cause this batch of pills to fail halfway, and it can only be abandoned and started over again.