As for the quality of the healing medicine, there was no need to think about it anymore.
According to the information recorded, in the last 100 years of China's history, or perhaps the last 100 years of history of the world, 90% of the high quality healing medicine had only appeared a dozen times. Every time it appeared, it would cause a large number of people to surround and attack it, wanting to obtain this rare treasure.
Li Tian removed all of the impurities from his brain. Now that he no longer cared about the quality of the healing pellets, as long as he could successfully refine them, it would already be considered a happy event, in his previous life, Li Tian had also looked for a few alchemy masters to learn from them, and very quickly surpassed them, but compared to alchemists, Li Tian was still lacking a certain amount of points. After becoming a God, he was basically researching these life skills, in any case, his individual development had already reached the peak.
still remembered that a type of pill that could raise one's powers was actually made from a planet. Every time Li Tian refined a pill, he would use his own ability to pull over a few planets and sometimes, he could even throw in stars, this was how willful and willful Sovereigns were.
There were more than ten thousand planets and stars in the universe, but there were only a few Sovereigns. If they wanted to refine pills, they would use the best materials, even when they were practicing.
According to Li Tian's memories, there was once a Sovereign who learned how to refine pills, wasting more than 800 planets in a single day.
Li Tian looked at his surroundings, it was basically sealed up and had its own people. This environment could be considered to be qualified, but it could only be used as a temporary place to refine pills, if he wanted to refine top quality pills, he would have to set up a spiritual energy array to absorb the surrounding Spirit Qi. Then, he could use all sorts of Feng Shui theories, so he couldn't care too much about it, he could just try it out.
Li Tian gave me the medicine to open, and then threw the things inside according to the ingredients formula.
Li Tian slowly lifted his right hand, and then gently spun it. If there was anyone here, they would be able to see the surrounding star flames, as if they were countless fireflies. At this moment, somewhere on Li Tian's palm, the color of the flames had started to slowly change, and it was emitting a kind of yellow color.
Being attracted by the fire element in Li Tian's body, the surrounding fire elements started to gather and form a small flame. Under Li Tian's guidance, more and more fire particles started to gather and form into large flames in the surroundings, and then into a small spark. When the small flame became a big fire spark, Li Tian gently pushed and the fire element immediately reached the bottom of the medicinal cauldron, and the refining also began.
In his previous life, the steps from this point were all taken by the apprentice alchemist. Only when the medicinal pot was heated up would the master alchemist come out to refine the pill, saving his own mental energy. This was because Li Tian had already used the method to concoct the pills, but not the guidance from the master.
After the heating was done, the pill would take shape at this time, so it had to be controlled by the alchemist himself. The size of the fire would determine the result of the pill forging, and this was the most important part of the entire process.
Relying on the memories of his previous life, Li Tian slowly started to increase the firepower. In the original world, many people paid attention to using stable firepower to concoct pills, which made the success rate slightly higher, but Li Tian disapproved of this method. The success rate would indeed be very high, but because of the balance of firepower, the pills that came out were all normal, there wasn't anything special about them.
So Li Tian's method of pill refining was completely different from theirs, Li Tian had even passed through huge flames to complete it, and now, Li Tian was also forcefully using them even more, but it was a pity that the current Li Tian did not have that much power to use them, with a bang, the medicinal pot exploded into pieces, and the 120 thousand yuan was reduced to ashes. Pill refining was originally a highly invested profession, even Li Tian himself did not know how much he had spent on it during his previous life's study, but during his hundred times of pill refining, he had basically not succeeded, he had even spent a hundred medicinal cauldrons.
Li Tian patiently took out the second medicine pot. Just now, he had bought a dozen or so when he passed by, and now, half an hour had passed, according to Li Tian's original plan, these medicinal herbs could be refined six times. As long as one succeeded on a single try, he would be able to grasp the rules, and the probability of success in the future would be huge.
The second time, the result was slightly better than the first time. The first time, he didn't even smell the pills. At least, the second time, there was a scent.
The third time was much more advanced than the second, although it was still an explosion in the end, but Li Tian had already grasped the trick. When the third time was completed, Li Tian was not in a hurry to start on the fourth, instead, he walked around the room and thought about some pretty good things, which could be considered as making his mood a little better. The success rate of refining pills had a direct relationship with the mood of an alchemist.
This time, Li Tian carefully warmed it up, and then it was followed by another wave of fierce flames. If it was anyone else, they would have used a warm fire, and this way, they could slowly heat up the medicinal ingredients.
However, Li Tian did not need to worry about this at all. These medicinal ingredients were only 120 thousand, for ordinary people, they might be expensive, but for Li Tian, they were nothing. As long as he was able to produce the healing medicine, then he would be able to easily earn tens of millions, and at that time, he would not even need to reveal that he had to make a lot of money. A pot of medicinal herbs was not something he could only concoct as healing medicine, if his luck was good enough, he could even make a dozen.
Of course, this was directly related to the skill of an alchemist. It was good enough for an ordinary alchemist to have one, but those alchemist grandmasters would be able to reach ten or more apothecary levels at a time, which was why alchemists were getting richer and richer.