318 Sixth-grade Medicine Master
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Feng Ming sat in meditation for a whole day, adjusting his condition to the best, and repeatedly practiced the refining of the sixth-grade Qinglu Pill in his mind.
Fortunately, when he went back to exchange the art of refining medicine with his master, his master told him the precautions when refining the sixth-grade pill, and later used the sixth-grade spiritual herbs sent by other forces as gifts to refine Feng Ming on the spot.
That is why Feng Ming was not completely unsure in his heart, even though the master did not refine the Qinglu Pill that time.
After a day, Feng Ming opened his eyes with full confidence.
Bai Qiaomo and Ji Yuan were busy all day, reinforcing the protection of this courtyard to the highest level.
Most of it was done by Bai Qiaomo. Ji Yuan dared to say that even if a powerful person in the Kaihun realm came over, he would not be able to break it for a while, because the space formation that Bai Qiaomo had comprehended was added.
The pets were also released to help Feng Ming protect the law.
The little snake, as a dragon, coiled on the side, shaking its head, looking forward to it.
The sixth-grade pill was about to be refined, and it wanted to taste the taste of the sixth-grade pill.
The other beasts were the same, and their eyes showed eager looks.
Feng Ming took a deep breath and took out the pill furnace sent by the Jin family: "Let's start."
Feng Ming has used this pill furnace several times since it was sent over, and has established a certain connection with the pill furnace.
Qiu Yi also sat aside, with his alchemy furnace in front of him. He assisted Feng Ming and helped process the materials.
Qinglu Pill is also a cold-attributed pill, so Feng Ming did not use Star Flame Fire as the alchemy fire.
This time he did not put all the materials into the alchemy furnace, but each spiritual herb was processed by Qiu Yi first, and then further processed by Feng Ming himself, and everything was carried out in an orderly manner.
Bai Qiaomo and Ji Yuan both sat aside and watched. Ji Yuan was the most impressed when he saw Feng Ming refining the medicine.
This person usually seems to be confused, but after devoting himself to refining the medicine, he seems to have completely changed, and there is no trace of his usual jumpy temperament.
Serious, serious, rigorous, and focused.
Perhaps only the slight curve of his mouth still reveals his usual character.
It can be seen that this guy is full of confidence in this alchemy, and of course Ji Yuan is also looking forward to it.
The sixth-grade alchemy master and the fifth-grade senior alchemist seem to be only a thin line apart, but this line of distance is like a chasm in the sky for many alchemists, and it is difficult to cross.
Once crossed, the identity is completely different.
There are three sets of materials, and Ji Yuan doesn't think Feng Ming will fail. This guy's talent in alchemy is really a monster, just like Bai Qiaomo's talent in formation.
But Ji Yuan did not expect that in the first furnace, a strong fragrance of elixir would float out of the furnace, which instantly refreshed people's spirits, as if they were cleansed from the inside out, and they felt particularly clear and bright.
Is it successful? Ji Yuan looked at the furnace in front of him in surprise, and this sixth-grade Qinglu Pill was indeed worthy of its reputation.
If it had not been protected by layers of formations in advance, the fragrance of the elixir would have caused a great commotion.
Bai Qiaomo also smiled on his serious face, while Qiu Yi's eyes sparkled, and he still stared at the furnace and Feng Ming's movements.
As expected, Feng Ming succeeded in one furnace, which was amazing.
The more Qiu Yi communicated with Feng Ming about the art of refining medicine, the more he was impressed by him and admired him.
So now, in Qiu Yi's view, it was normal for Feng Ming to achieve any kind of success.
Isn't it just refining the sixth-grade pill? Isn't it certain that Feng Ming can refine it?
So of course he will succeed, this is not surprising.
The beasts were deeply intoxicated.
There was a roar in the pill furnace, and the pill was made.
One by one, the pills emitting a green halo flew out of the pill furnace and plunged into the jade bottle held by Feng Ming.
Qiu Yi immediately clapped his hands and cheered: "Feng Ming, you are amazing. You refined five Qinglu Pills for the first time. These are sixth-grade pills, and two of them have reached the middle-grade level."
Feng Ming was no longer reserved, showing a big smile, but pretending to be humble: "No, no, it's only middle-grade, and there are only five."
The people and beasts present knew Feng Ming's character, and they laughed out loud when they heard this.
Feng Ming was refining excitedly, and waved his hand and said: "Wait for me to recover, I want to use up all the remaining two sets of materials."
Then he threw the pills aside, and didn't care about it after refining. He enjoyed the refining process, and then meditated on the spot to adjust his breathing and recover the consumed energy and soul power.
Compared with the fifth-grade pill, the consumption of refining the sixth-grade pill is indeed much greater.
The pill passed around in the hands of Bai Qiaomo and the other two. Several beasts' heads also came over to take a bite. Even the little yellow chicken came to join in the fun.
Bai Qiaomo pushed its head away: "The properties don't match. This pill is not only useless to you, but harmful."
The little yellow chicken was extremely disappointed and fell to the ground with its wings spread out.
So, the Five Cities Refining Competition outside was in full swing. In the yard, Feng Ming's pill refining was also in full swing.
When the sun set on the second day, his third furnace of pills entered the pill collection stage.
A total of nine pills flew out of the pill furnace, four of which reached the top grade, and the other five were also medium-grade. With only three furnaces of pills, Feng Ming's progress was so fast.
Ji Yuan had reason to believe that if Feng Ming was given three more ingredients to refine, he would most likely be able to refine a top-grade pill.
How incredible, and how evil.
After refining the pill, Feng Ming didn't care anymore, turned around and ran back to the room: "I'm going to close myself for a while, you guys take care of the pill."
Qiu Yi followed closely and ran back to the room to close himself for a while.
Feng Ming refined three furnaces of sixth-grade pills in a row, and he was very touched. He wanted to close himself to digest these gains in time, which would benefit him in both cultivation and medicine refining.
Qiu Yi watched the whole process and gained a lot. After absorbing all of it, his medicine refining skills would also be greatly improved.
At least when he becomes a fifth-grade senior alchemist, his steps towards becoming a sixth-grade master alchemist will be much easier than other alchemists.
The two of them stayed in seclusion for several days. During this period, Bai Qiaomo and Ji Yuan did not leave the yard at all. They used some means to remove the remaining fragrance of the elixir in the yard. They were very skilled in doing these things.
Zhao Rongkun and Zhuo Xiuyang knocked on the door while watching the weapon refining competition, but no one answered, and they didn't force it.
Jin Lin paid attention at first, but as the rounds of competitions for third-grade weapon refiners ended, he, as a fourth-grade weapon refiner, also had to compete, and had no time to care about other things.
Liu Danxu also secretly paid attention to the whereabouts of Feng Ming and his friends. After not showing up for many days, Liu Danxu thought to himself that it should be successful, how could it not be successful. He
only rubbed the contact bead that was connected to Feng Ming a few times in his hand, and in the end he still didn't send a message to disturb Feng Ming.
The Five Cities Weapon Refining Competition was on its seventh day. The gate of the small courtyard, which had been closed all along, finally opened. Feng Ming walked out refreshed and called out to the people behind him: "Brother Bai, Qiu Yi, hurry up. If you don't go and have a look, the weapon refining competition will be over soon."
The four of them closed the gate and headed straight for the weapon refining competition.
Compared with the first day, the number of spectators at the venue only increased and did not decrease.
Because after the auction ended that day, many cultivators came to Rongcheng on purpose and did not leave after they came.
Although they knew that the top-grade Frost Pill would never appear again, many cultivators still came on purpose, perhaps just to see Rongcheng, where the top-grade Frost Pill appeared.
Feng Ming and his four companions finally squeezed into the audience seats. Among the countless spectators, there were only four new people, which should not have attracted anyone's attention. However, there were some people who noticed their arrival at the first time.
Liu Danxu saw it, and the first thing he did was to look at Feng Ming's expression, and judge the result of Feng Ming's refining.
Then he saw that he was in high spirits, and the word "happy" was almost written on his face.
Liu Danxu was overjoyed. It was worth it for him to stay in Rongcheng for a few days, and finally witnessed the birth of the youngest sixth-grade alchemy master.
Liu Danxu immediately took out the contact beads to contact: Congratulations.
As soon as Feng Ming sat down, a contact bead trembled. He took it out and saw that it was the one that contacted Liu Danxu. He also saw the message sent from it.
Feng Ming raised his eyebrows and replied: How did Young Master Liu know that I succeeded? Did you have a dog's nose?
Liu Danxu was so angry that his nose almost became crooked: A dog's mouth cannot spit out ivory.
Feng Ming laughed triumphantly, and actually angered Young Master Liu to the point of breaking his power.
Feng Ming made up for it: The sixth-grade Qinglu Pill can balance some of your Liuyang Pavilion.
Liu Danxu actually used some of it. He was surprised and didn't care about being angry: It's settled.
Zhao Rongkun and Zhuo Xiuyang's seats were next to Feng Ming and the other three. They were very happy to see them appear.
Jin Lin was competing with other fourth-grade weapon refiners on the stage. He didn't know what was going on below the stage, but the head of the Jin family and the Jin ancestor were there. They
were also very happy to see Feng Ming appear. He must have succeeded. They also noticed that Feng Ming didn't look frustrated.
After taking the top-grade Frost Pill, they still have a chance to get the sixth-grade Clear Dew Pill.
Zhuo Xiuyang ran over and chatted with Feng Ming and the others, telling them about the competitions in the past few days and the interesting things that happened in the city.
Zhuo Xiuyang had no good feelings towards the Wu family and was very happy to see them laugh: "Didn't you see that? In the final round of the third-grade weapon refiners competition, the top ten were selected, and no one from the Wu family made it. What a coincidence that the best ranking was the eleventh place. Both the Jin family and the Feng family had more than one person in the top ten."
Feng Ming was surprised: "Is the Wu family so bad?"
Zhuo Xiuyang said: "Who would know? You see that the Wu family members are all unhappy now."
Feng Ming looked specifically towards the Wu family's audience seats, and indeed found that the Wu family seemed to be out of tune with the other cultivators around them. Feng Ming immediately laughed with schadenfreude.
Feng Ming said, "If this continues, can the Wu family still maintain its reputation as one of the three great families of refining medicine in Rongcheng?"
Zhuo Xiuyang shook his head, "Who knows?"
Feng Ming: "It will be interesting if we are squeezed out of Rongcheng."
Zhao Rongkun felt that he couldn't bear to watch. He wondered if Feng Ming really refined a sixth-grade pill?
In his cognition, a sixth-grade medicine master was high and mighty, and would he laugh at other families with a small cultivator like Zhuo Xiuyang?
The tall image of the sixth-grade medicine master was shaking in Zhao Rongkun's heart.