Chapter 235： Create your own temperature measurement method and start alchemy! 【4/4, please order

Chapter 235 Create your own temperature measurement method and start alchemy! 【44, please subscribe】

There is no thermometer in the world of cultivating immortals

But Wei Han wants to control the temperature, but there are ways.

He directly stretched his hand into the red-hot pill furnace, and there was a burst of scorching and slight pain, but his palm was only slightly blackened.

"The pain is mild, and the skin is slightly burnt black, which should be about seven or eight hundred degrees!"

While pondering, Wei Han took out a blank jade slip to record the test data!

Immediately afterwards, he kept adjusting the size of the flame of the pill furnace.

Estimate their temperature by hand again and again.

Although his estimated temperature may not be accurate, but relying on his personal experience, he probably classifies the temperature into 12 grades!

He only needs to control the alchemy array to adjust the amount of aura input, and he can make the flame grow bigger or smaller at will, and then continue to purify the Moon Shadow Vine.

1 gear 2 flames, the temperature is too low!

3 flames, the temperature is too high!

Wei Han directly controlled the aura output and adjusted it to about 2.5 levels of flames. A miraculous scene appeared immediately, and the very difficult-to-refine medicinal material, Moon Shadow Vine, immediately began to melt slowly!

The temperature is neither high nor low!

Just enough to make the Moon Shadow Vine slowly melt away!

After a while, he successfully extracted a cloud of turquoise liquid.

"Purification comes after melting. There are a lot of impurities in the medicinal materials, so it must be purified using a specific method."

Wei Han pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and slapped the alchemy furnace!

At the same time, he kept pinching the formula with his hands, and the strands of aura were like invisible fingers, lightly moving the liquid, causing them to spin wildly out of thin air.

gradually!

A large amount of impurities were thrown out of the alchemy furnace.

In the end, only a cloud of clear green liquid is left.

"Perfect!"

Wei Han satisfactorily put away the liquid in a porcelain bottle, and continued to smelt and purify the next medicinal material.

Every kind of medicinal material needs a specific temperature, some need high temperature, some need low temperature, but no matter what temperature is needed, Wei Han can always find out the corresponding gear with the 12 temperature gears he created, and then record it in the jade slip middle.

Within half an hour!

The 12 kinds of spiritual herbs for refining Peiyuan Pill have all been refined.

With a wave of Wei Han's hand, all the liquid and powder in the twelve porcelain bottles entered the alchemy furnace again, and then began to simmer to fuse them.

This is also a difficult technical task that requires good temperature control!

After failing many times, Wei Han finally mastered the specific temperature!

Finally, the simmer and fire are fused, and the pill is collected by hand.

"Rong!"

"open!"

Wei Han slapped the alchemy furnace with a stern drink.

I saw a flash of inspiration, and there were 9 pills lying quietly in the pill furnace, 6 of which were pure white with a hint of dark brown, and 3 were completely black!

"6 low-grade pieces? 3 waste pills?"

Wei Han played with his achievements with great interest, not only was he not discouraged, but instead had a touch of fighting spirit.

It is difficult for ordinary people to practice for a year and a half to produce a finished product, but he has already produced it in less than an hour.

Although the quality is poor, there is still hope.

"tasty!"

Wei Han casually threw nine pills into his mouth and tasted them carefully.

Normally speaking, no one would dare to take a pill of poor quality.

One is that the efficacy of the medicine is greatly reduced, and the other is that there are too many erysipelas in the body. Once too much erysipelas accumulates in the body, it will cause great damage to one's cultivation, and even affect one's own breakthrough.

But Wei Han has an immortal system, so he doesn't care about any erysipelas, even if it is a waste pill, he can absorb some good aura from it.

"Keep going!"

Wei Han continued alchemy with great interest.

I was immersed in the furnace all night and couldn't extricate myself.

As the number of times of practice increases, the quality of the pills he refines becomes more and more superior, and when compared with the classics in his mind, the results are quite a lot.

By dawn, Wei Han had already refined 21 furnaces of elixirs.

On average, there are 9 to 12 elixirs in a furnace, and hundreds of elixirs all entered his stomach overnight, providing him with huge energy, so that the cultivation base of the second level of Qi training that he just broke through has skyrocketed.

According to this speed, he can break through to the third level of Qi training within a few days!

Without spiritual root qualifications, this breakthrough speed is simply unbelievable. If it is said, it must be remembered by others.

"To find the time, you have to find a powerful breath-holding technique, otherwise the breath on your body will be easily seen through. After all, ordinary breath-holding techniques are not on the table."

"However, it is quite economical to practice swallowing the pill by yourself!"

Wei Han laughed dumbfoundedly.

Silently settled an account in my heart.

The market price of a bottle of 10 Peiyuan Pills is 8 spirit stones outside, but the spirit grass of Peiyuan Pill is very cheap, and they are all grown on a large scale from the spiritual grass gardens of some big sects. About 120 broken spirits.

With Wei Han's current success rate!

You can earn 10 times the profit by practicing casually.

If the quality of elixir improves in the future, or if you learn other better and more in-demand elixir, the profit margin may increase even more. It is definitely more promising than Huafu.

"I make alchemy by myself to make up for my cultivation resources, and I sell talismans to make money. I should be able to be self-sufficient in a short time!"

"Next, I have to work hard to improve my cultivation, and find some powerful spells, magic tools, secret techniques, and formations. I still have to be busy."

Wei Han is planning happily.

Just as he was about to make breakfast to reward himself, and then continue to devote himself to the great cause of painting symbols, a middle-aged monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks came to the gate of the small courtyard, raised his hand and knocked on the copper ring of the courtyard door, knocking on the door Voice.

"Hey? Isn't this Brother Xu?" Wei Han went out to take a look, and found that it was Xu Erfa, a neighbor on the same street. He had met once when visiting neighbors.

This person does not know what kind of business he is doing.

Wei Han felt that his face was not very good at the first meeting, so he didn't have a close friendship. Seeing him coming to the door now, he couldn't help but feel a little wary.

"Haha, fellow daoist Dian, you are polite." Xu Erfa cupped his hands with a smile, glanced left and right intentionally, and said in a low voice: "Fellow daoist hasn't gone out to look for work for a few days, could it be that there is some way to earn spirit stones? "

"Oh!" Wei Han sighed intentionally, and said bitterly: "I want to find something to do, but I haven't been able to find a job. I'm learning how to draw symbols recently. I hope I can make a living."

"That's not right!" Xu Erfa said with a smile that was not a smile: "Fellow Daoist rents such an expensive yard, don't you have any income at all?"

Wei Han's heart skipped a beat!

But it doesn't show anything on the surface.

He just pretended to be embarrassed and smiled wryly: "Second brother Xu may not know, but I offended someone, if I don't live in a safer place, I'm afraid someone cut off my head in the middle of the night and I don't even know."

Wei Han's answer was watertight.

Xu Erfa couldn't find any flaws.

He rolled his eyes and said in a low voice: "If you are short of spirit stones, fellow daoist, I have a way to make money here. I wonder if you are interested? Walk around, this is not a place to talk, let's go in and talk."

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