Chapter 32

"Master Mu Chao, you seem to have made some mistakes. I'm not here to ask you to help me refine pills." Xiao Yang's way of laughing and crying is that he ignores the youth with a sneer on his face.

"What do you want to do?" Mu Chao's eyes were slightly cold, and his voice was filled with undisguised disgust.

Xiao Yang, he has lost all patience.

"Let's go." When the young man saw this, he would open the door and invite Xiao Yang out. His action was very rude.

"Your hands are ready?" Xiao Yang's playful eyes suddenly made the young man's face livid.

"If I want to go, I will go myself." Xiao Yang stood up, patted the clothes stained with white powder, turned around, and raised his mouth slightly.

"Baikucao can only be used in the upper part. There are too many impurities in the lower part, which will destroy the property of the pill. Secondly, the flame control method is improper. In the process of refining konghou pill, the flame temperature needs to change three times, otherwise the pill can not complete coagulation."

Smell speech, Mu Chao one Zheng, immediately on the face peep out the color of disbelief: "do you have the Dan Fang of empty soul Dan in your hand?"

Xiao Yang didn't say anything. He put his hand on the wooden door.

"Little friend, wait!"

In the youth's dull eyes, Mu Chao quickly stood up, quickly walked to Xiao Yang, grabbed his arm, and said in an urgent voice: "your alchemists of the Xiao family have also made empty soul pills?"

Xiao Yang smiles, shakes his head and says, "he doesn't, but I will."

"Blow what..."

As soon as the young man spoke, Mu Chao began to shout angrily: "shut up

Words to the throat, the young man's face red, a face ate the appearance of a dead mouse.

"Xiaoyou, do you really know?" Mu Chao eagerly looks at Xiao Yang. The refining process of the empty soul pill is extremely complex. Even if there is a prescription, it may not be able to master the method. He is a good proof.

But in his heart, he still couldn't believe it. After all, Xiao Yang's age was there. He had never heard of such a young alchemist.

With a light smile, Xiao Yang goes to the place where Mu Chao makes pills and sits down. Mu Chao moves the cauldron quickly and stands on the side with expectation and tension, just like a child with an open mind.

Outside the wooden door.

Lu Shuang heard the voice of "get out" in the door, and her ruddy lips turned away. That guy really thought his identity was very useful. In front of the alchemist, the so-called identity was useless.

"Well, I'll tell you. He'll be kicked out." Lu Shuang ponders at the wood grid road.

With a bitter smile, Muge felt very uneasy. If Xiao Yangzhen was thrown out and became angry, their hunting group would not have a good life in the future.

Inside the door, there are several roars. Lu Shuang laughs wildly, and the contempt in her eyes is more and more obvious.

"Even master Mu Chao cursed. It seems that Xiao Yang is not only arrogant, but also stupid."

A moment later, the door became quiet again. Lu Shuang said doubtfully: "I'm not killed. How come there's no sound."

Squeak!

All of a sudden, the wooden door was pushed open, and Lu Shuang's spirit was boosted, her eyes shining, waiting to see Xiao Yang's joke.

"I'm ashamed. I've been immersed in Dan Dao for decades, but I'm not as good as Xiao you."

Xiao Yang walks out slowly. Beside him, Mu Chao stands respectfully and looks at Xiao Yang with admiration.

"What's the matter?"

Not only Lu Shuang's silly eyes, but also Muge's, and the anxious man's mouth was slightly opened.

"Master Mu is polite, but I don't respect these purple leaves." Xiao Yang smile, the same salute.

"I'm not mistaken." Lu Shuang's face is pale, which still has the appearance of a little sarcasm before.

That's Mu Chao, a genuine alchemist, who is so respectful to Xiao Yang!

"If there is any need for help in the Xiao family in the future, I will give my best help." At this point, Mu Chao said with a bitter smile, "I'm afraid there's nothing I need to do with you."

"You're welcome, master mu."

Farewell to Mu Chao, Xiao Yang went to the man, finger flick, a bottle of Cang Lingye flashed out, said with a smile: "hard work."

"Young master Xiao is so hidden that I've lost my sight. My name is Zhu Hui. If you need anything in the future, just tell me with the messenger snail. I'll send someone to send it to your house."

When Cang Lingye arrived, Zhu Hui felt happy and said that he worked as a clerk in the snow stone shop, and only a few dozen gold coins a month. Cang Lingye, a rare medicinal liquid, was also very precious to him.

Ignoring the complexion of LV Shuang, Xiao Yang greets Mu Li and leaves the snow stone shop. At this time, his empty stone is full of herbs, enough to refine dozens of first grade pills.

Xiao Yang, with the help of master Mo's imitative alchemy tripod, just dares to be so crazy. Ordinary alchemy masters, refining one pill a day is the limit, let alone refining so many pills at one time.

Back in the room, after a simple dinner, Xiao Yang closed the doors and windows. He was not at ease, and asked the master to impose a ban on the courtyard. As long as someone was near, he could quickly detect it.Alchemy can't be neglected. Even when he is alchemy, he will use objects that block the sound to isolate external interference.

"Wow

Let out the red flame and let it toss on the bed. Xiao Yang takes out the imitative cauldron and engraves a prescription of one grade of pills in his mind. Then his palm shakes gently. The red flame is curling up.

After having the medicine emperor's seed, Xiao Yang refines the elixir like a fish in water. A quarter of an hour later, a round elixir is thrown on the table at will.

This scene lasted for several days.

Although he had the help of the imitative alchemy tripod, Xiao Yang still stopped several times. His mental fatigue was hard to eliminate. However, compared with the ordinary alchemist, his speed was still terrible.

What's more gratifying is that his chance of refining waste pills has also been reduced a lot.

No matter how skillful an Alchemist is, he can't say that he can succeed in refining pills 100%. There must be failures, but the chances are big or small. Xiao Yang has surpassed any other alchemist of the same level in this respect.

"Damn, I'm so tired!"

With a wave of his hand, dozens of pill boxes emerge. Xiao Yang puts the pills in turn, then spreads his arms and smashes them on the bed.