Chapter 535

Name:Demon's Diary Author:Wang Yu 忘语
Liu Ming's face was filled with awe as he felt the magic power in his body pass quickly

At this moment, he had been waiting for a long time. He patted the two black leather bags on his waist, rolled out two black fog, and coagulated slightly on both sides, turning them into a silver mini bone scorpion and a ferocious flying skull.

"Master!" The voices of girls and boys came to my ears.

Liu Ming didn't speak. He just looked at them and gave them a simple command.

The next moment, the bone scorpion immediately waved a pair of forceps to hold Liu Ming's thigh, while the flying skull released the hair without saying a word and tightly wrapped its arm.

Liu Ming nodded slightly, and carefully checked all the materials in the waist Xumi snail and the stored talisman. After that, he closed his eyes, pinched his hands, and began to control the speed of the flow of mana in his body. After the mana was absorbed, he entered the mysterious space.

With the passage of time, his face turned pale from the previous Runhong, and the black fog on his body surface became thinner.

When its mana is absorbed nine times out of ten, the suction in Dantian suddenly stops.

Seeing this, Liu Ming felt a little relieved, but before he could think more, he just felt a "buzzing" sound coming from his ear, and then it was dark in front of his eyes.

When he saw the front again, he was already in a gray space.

This space has the size of Mu Xu, which is much larger than when I entered last time.

Liu Ming's eyes swept around the flying skull and bone scorpion, both of them were smoothly brought to the mysterious space.

"Well, there's plenty of time now. You two should practice hard." Liu Ming waved his hand and said in a low voice.

"Yes... Master..."

Bone scorpion waved a pair of giant forceps, jumped down quickly, and appeared in front of an air wall more than ten feet away. At the same time, the tail hook swung and thrust wildly into the air wall.

Flying skull is not to be outdone by the moment turned into a nine virtual shadow, looming toward the other side of the air wall in the direction of a fly away.

Seeing that his two beloved souls began to practice, Liu Ming just glanced at them. Four weeks later, he suddenly called out:

"Master Luo, I have something to ask you. Please show up.

The sound reverberated in the space, waiting for about a quarter of an hour, but there was no reply.

He called again several times, but after waiting, he still didn't appear.

Seeing this, Liu Ming shook his head helplessly.

It seems that Luo did not want to appear at this time, or fell asleep again.

He immediately sat with his knees crossed, and began to silently recall the contents of some ancient books which introduced the system and types of pills in Zhongtian continent.

According to the records, the division of alchemy in the heaven cultivation world is extremely meticulous, and it has become a large system of cultivation world, which is not comparable to Yunchuan.

Although the general practitioners use the applicable level of elixir, they only use the simple level of Lingtu, congealing liquid, Huajing and even Zhendan to distinguish them, and then call them low-level or high-level elixir according to the difficulty of refining.

But in fact, each level of pills can be divided into inferior, ordinary and imported ones according to their purity.

Each kind of pill is refined, which inevitably contains some impurities that are not beneficial to the user, and can be easily identified by various means of refining.

Among them, inferior pills are pills with more than 50% of harmful impurities and less than half of purity. Ordinary pills are pills with 50% to 70% of purity. Imported pills are pills with more than 70% of purity. Among them, 70% to 80% of them can be called fanpin pills, 80% to 90% of them can be called dipin pills, and more than 90% of them are rumored Tianpin pills.

Once the pill is put into production, it can produce spiritual lines on the surface of the pill, and the more spiritual lines, the higher the grade. These spiritual patterns are also called Danwen. Therefore, even if you are not an alchemist, you can simply distinguish the grades of the pills by the number of patterns.

Generally speaking, if there are less than three Danwen on the pill, it is the ordinary product. If there are more than three Danwen and less than six Danwen, it is the local product. If there are more than six Danwen, it is the natural product.

But once the pill is imported, its value and price can't be compared with the ordinary pill. After all, the higher the purity of pills, regardless of the effect and resistance, are far from comparable to the latter.

Even some pills with special effects, which may be 10% or even 50% of the difference in purity, may have different effects.

In Zhongtian continent, only the alchemist who can refine imported and imported pills can be called a real alchemist.

Looking back, it seems that there are two patterns on the surface of the Qingsan pill that Fang Yao made for him when he was in the South China Sea. It's really worthy of the title of alchemy master.

Of course, the elixir who can refine the Lingtu level elixir is quite different from the elixir who can refine the crystal stage elixir.

After all, the former relies on the power of the clan or clan, and accumulates with a lot of material resources, while the latter can only rely on its own alchemy talent.

Liu Ming's mind turns around, and he vaguely remembers that when he entered the mysterious space in xuanjing, Yunchuan, he used to refine the same Lingtu level elixir with a large number of elixirs to produce a common elixir with a pattern of elixir.

The same is true of the whole cultivation world. The higher the level of cultivation, the more difficult it is to find a master of alchemy who can produce his own level pills.

Liu Ming thinks about this. Suddenly, he takes out the jade box that contains the silver elixir wrapped in the three color lamp flame from Xumi snail, opens the lid of the box, and gently picks it up with two fingers. He puts it in front of his eyes and looks at it carefully.

After confirming the three golden patterns on the surface through the three color lamp flame, Liu Ming put the pill away again with a wave of his head.

"Let's start with Dan."

He murmured to himself, immediately took out a piece of Dan Fang from his sleeve and studied it carefully.

Half a day later, after careful consideration, he immediately shook his sleeve and flew out a light silver tripod. After a blur, it turned into a few feet high and landed on the ground steadily.

He felt in his sleeve again and took out a light yellow talisman.

The surface of the talisman is covered with dense silver spiritual patterns, which is a common storage talisman used to contain alchemy materials.

When he was about to crush the stored talisman, a flash of yellow light passed, and a pile of materials for alchemy scattered all over the ground.

These materials were carefully distributed by him according to the proportion of materials needed for condensing pills in the previous month, which was enough for his daily alchemy.

Because it is in the mysterious space, the materials used in alchemy will not really be consumed, so in theory, he only needs to prepare one portion of alchemy materials to make endless pills, but he has always been cautious, so he has prepared five portions.

Liu Ming's eyes flashed, and his single technique changed. He made a decision towards the silver cauldron.

The silver pattern on the surface of the cauldron suddenly flashed on. With a rumbling sound, the lid of the cauldron slowly opened.

As soon as his sleeve robe was lifted, a gust of wind blew, and the alchemy materials rolled away towards the cauldron furnace.

Once the sleeve robe was caressed, the lid of the tripod closed again.

After finishing all this, Liu Ming sat cross legged, reciting words in his mouth, playing with both hands, and constantly pouring into the silver cauldron furnace.

After the cauldron furnace trembled slightly, the red flame below ignited and wrapped the silver cauldron furnace.

The next day.

There was a sudden "bang" in the silver cauldron furnace, followed by a smell of burning from the cauldron.

Liu Ming frowned a little and took away the formula in his hand. After taking out a mass of black material residue from the cauldron, he immediately took out a light yellow talisman from his sleeve. After crushing it, he poured the material into the cauldron and started the second alchemy.

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One day a month later, when Liu Ming took out a mass of black residue from the silver cauldron in front of him again, his brow could not help frowning.

This is the 30th time that he has refined this condensed pill. He failed in the first 30 times. He even failed to produce one pill with the lowest purity.

He thought that he had some experience in alchemy. He could not help sighing. It seemed that the difficulty of refining the liquid phase pills was several grades higher than that of the Lingtu phase pills.

He got up to stretch his muscles and bones. After observing the practice of bone scorpion and flying skull, he sat on the ground with his knees crossed again and continued to practice the pill.

……

Another month has passed, Liu Ming is still sitting in front of the Dan stove, and his face is focused on urging fajie to control the fire, and his forehead is full of sweat.

Three months later, Liu Ming looked at a stove of pills with a burning smell, and he laughed bitterly in his heart.

Six months

Time flies. A year passes in a flash.

In the mysterious space, Liu Ming is still sitting in front of the silver Dan stove, looking at a silver pill in front of him. Finally, a trace of joy appears on his face.

This condensation pill is Liu Ming's only successful one after hundreds of repeated trials in the past year, thanks to his previous experience in alchemy.

After a little identification of a simple secret skill recorded in ancient books, the purity of the first condensing pill is only 30%, which can only be regarded as a inferior pill.

Although it is only a pill of 30% purity, it greatly improves Liu Ming's confidence.

You know, ordinary people, let alone in the face of hundreds of repeated failures, even in the face of dozens of failures, many people have already given up with a breakdown of confidence.

He was about to put the pill into a prepared jade box, and then he crushed a storage charm, took out the material and put it into the silver stove in front of him, and began to concentrate on refining the pill.

Now that he has achieved his first success, Liu Ming believes that the next time he refines pills, it will not take too long.