Two of them were made in the first batch, with a market value of 600000 yuan. They directly earned back the money spent on Li ruohai's miraculous medicine. Li ruohai also generously donated one of the two pills to ye Ziheng as a reward for the first batch of pills.
Although ye Ziheng was somewhat surprised by this expensive reward, he did not refuse it, but accepted it willingly. After all, if he wants to make money by selling pills, must he have the capital to sell the panacea? Secondly, these two pills are refined by Ye Ziheng. Ye Ziheng has created a miracle of 600000 yuan with 100000 yuan. Now Li ruohai has given ye Ziheng a little. Why doesn't ye Ziheng accept it? He has also contributed.
After collecting the pills, ye Ziheng began to make the second batch of strong body pills.
Li ruohai advised him to have a rest, but ye Ziheng didn't think it was necessary. He had just been given 12 points of mental power systematically. Now he has enough mental power left to make a strong body pill.
After another four and a half hours, ye Ziheng's forehead was covered with sweat and his whole face was pale, but there was another smile on his pale face.
This time, ye Ziheng almost exhausted all his mental energy, which was more than the cost of just that furnace of pills, and the time was extended by half an hour, but ye Ziheng didn't feel that his alchemy technology had any retrogression. Because this time he made three pills.
Li ruohai looked at the elixir in ye Ziheng's tripod, and was somewhat surprised at ye Ziheng's talent for alchemy.
He had seen many alchemy talents in tianxingmen before. They were able to directly refine one pill for the first time, but they could only successfully refine one pill at most, while ye Ziheng refined two pills for the first time.
Those alchemists want to make more than one pill. They have to go through more than ten times of alchemy training. But ye Ziheng directly made three pills for the second time. What a terrible alchemy talent. Sure enough, the real disciples are different.
But ye Ziheng on one side didn't notice Li ruohai's eyes at all. He was exhausted at the moment, but he still listened to the prompt sound of the system with his mind.
"The refining of qiangti pill was successful. The number of pills: 3, mental power + 3."
The chanting power has been increased by 3 points, so ye Ziheng's chanting power has reached 90 points, and the last 10 points are still less than the three digit 100 points. At that time, he can refine the second-class elixir "bone strengthening pill".
Thinking of this, ye Ziheng's face showed a smile, but the smile on his pale face seemed to make people feel scared.
"Brother Ye."
Li ruohai suddenly cried out. Ye Ziheng turns to look at him, but his eyelids are getting heavier and heavier.
"My recent breakthrough is imminent. If I can have three strong body pills, the chance of breakthrough will increase a lot. So I want to take two of them."
Li ruohai said, with a hint of entreaty in his tone.
Ye Ziheng was stunned for a moment, and thought it was strange. How much of this pill he wanted to take is not Li ruohai's own business. The strong body pill he gave him is enough as a reward. Why do you ask yourself again? If you want to take it directly, it's OK.
But since Li ruohai has asked, ye Ziheng can only nod his head and agree.
Li ruohai saw this, his face showed a trace of joy, thanked ye Ziheng, and then picked up the pill and put it away.
Looking at ye Ziheng's drowsy appearance, Li ruohai also knew that this was the cause of his mental exhaustion, so he didn't stay much. After getting the pill, he said goodbye to ye Ziheng and went out.
At the moment when Li ruohai went out, ye Ziheng couldn't hold on any longer, his eyelids were closed heavily, and the whole person fell asleep in an instant.