Chapter 282： Succeeded

A scorched air rose up accordingly.

Failed!

Obviously, he hadn't grasped the timing of his pill formula, it was too late!

However, even if it failed, Bai Ziyue's movements did not stop, and he continued to refine it step by step.

Five minutes later, after the entire alchemy step was completed, only a piece of scorched black remained in the alchemy furnace.

"Alchemy is really not so easy. It requires the hands, eyes, spirit, spiritual power, use of the alchemy, and fire control. It takes the most reliable response at the right time to be able to take shape.

Compared with making talisman, it is countless times more difficult.

This time during the refining, I could find 13 mistakes, because I failed from the beginning, and there are bound to be more mistakes that I didn't find. "

Looking at the waste pill residue in the alchemy furnace, Bai Ziyue tore a cleaning talisman expressionlessly and began to meditate silently.

As early as the beginning, he knew that alchemy was not that simple, and he was also prepared to fail countless times.

Although the failure at the beginning of the input of materials was somewhat unexpected, it was not unacceptable.

For him, the most important thing is to find errors.

As long as you know what is wrong, you can immediately improve it. This time you fail, it is not meaningless.

"carry on!"

After half an hour, Bai Ziyue consciously had a more reliable way to deal with those mistakes, and also found some coping experience from the Miaoyu alchemy method, and only then began to try again.

This time, Bai Ziyue's attitude became more serious, and his mental energy was immersed, and he merged with the alchemy furnace in a trance.

Phoo~!

The flame rose, and the temperature in the alchemy furnace began to rise steadily following the control of the spirit weapon.

After the temperature reached a certain level, Bai Ziyue calmly put the golden spirit flower into the alchemy furnace.

Shit~!

Under the high temperature, the Jin Linghua quickly began to melt, and Bai Ziyue, who had been prepared for a long time, hit a pill formula, and its melting speed began to slow down.

Then he put in the second material methodically.

The fusion of materials has never been a simple matter. Even if Bai Ziyue hurriedly played a pill formula again, it was still too late, and the fusion materials were extremely mottled.

Even if the alchemy this time has not completely failed, it has already lost the possibility of success.

Same as before, Bai Ziyue did not stop, still proceeding step by step.

"It really failed.

This time, seven of the previous errors were not completely resolved, and at the same time eleven errors were found to be improved. "

While cleaning the alchemy furnace, Bai Ziyue once again began to summarize and analyze.

After pondering for a long time, after I thought I was certain, I started refining again.

Three times, four times, five times...

Refining time and time again, his face was always calm and orderly.

Of course, the result is exactly the same.

failure! failure! failure! ...

Bai Ziyue gradually became numb, and it finally stopped after ten times.

"Ten attempts, ten failures.

However, it's not nothing.

At least every time, I feel progress.

It is estimated that after a few more attempts, I will be able to succeed in one case. "

With the continuous failure, Bai Ziyue's confidence gradually rose.

After ten times of alchemy, he could really feel his progress clearly. Some alchemy techniques began to be proficient, and his grasp of the timing began to be precise. The control of the fire, and the various changes that occurred during alchemy gradually began to change. A set of own coping methods.

"Success is already inevitable.

It is estimated that as long as I refine it five times at most, I will be able to successfully refine the spirit pill. "

Bai Ziyue hesitated in his heart, but he walked out of the alchemy room with the thought of holding on to the experiment.

Continuous refining is a kind of pressure on his mental power, spiritual power, and mind. He also needs to relax and adjust his state.

"Huh? Miaoyu alchemy method has been upgraded to the level of no entry (12%).

Sure enough, practice is the best way to test all truths. Constantly trying, the speed of my alchemy will naturally increase. "

Sweeping his eyes to the attribute panel, Bai Ziyue's face couldn't help showing a hint of joy.

Calculated according to this progress, he will be able to formally start the process of alchemy with Miaoyu within ten days.

"Ten days, not long!"

Bai Ziyue thought in his heart, and then walked out of the cave.

Into the eye, it is a spiritual field of three acres that has been re-turned and leveled. And not far from the Lingtian, Gao Ming and Fu Yongyu were waving iron hoes vigorously.

The hardness of the land under the **** seems to be extremely astonishing, but the strength of the two of them is not weak, and their internal strength is strong, and they can only dig out a small piece of land.

"Ling rice has been planted?"

Bai Ziyue walked over curiously and asked.

"Yes, not long after planting.

Although these three acres of spiritual land have been degraded, the foundation is still there, so the growth is good. The planted yesterday, I saw early this morning, and several plants have sprouts.

If there is a rain of rain to irrigate, then their rise will be even more gratifying. "

Gao Ming said with joy.

"is it?"

Bai Ziyue approached the past curiously, and soon saw a seed, which had indeed broken open the bud.

After thinking about it, the spirit surged.

Dark clouds gathered, surrounded by mist, and a spell was immediately cast by him.

Little trick!

This spell is actually a spiritual planting spell.

He was scarce of spells, so he learned it easily, but it was just right to use it at this time.

Patter...

The continuous raindrops landed immediately, and they were all irrigated on three mu of spiritual land.

Almost visible to the naked eye, the sprouts of the seeds broke out and grew out, which looked quite gratifying.

"Xianfa..."

Gao Ming and Fu Yongyu's eyes immediately showed envy and awe.

"In addition, there is actually a spring thunderstorm in this spiritual field. You can turn it on every once in a while to irrigate the spiritual field."

Bai Ziyue groaned for a moment, then threw the talisman of the spring thunder and rain to them, and let them take care of it by themselves.

"Xie Baixian Chang."

The two quickly thanked.

"Bai Xianchang, this is the three-point spiritual field that I opened up wasteland according to your requirements.

Because of the many years of spiritual energy irrigation, these spiritual soils are very hard, like rocks, so it seems a little slow.

However, within today, we should be able to dig all the three-point spiritual field, and then just mix some spiritual soil materials, and then use the spiritual stone to infiltrate, and gradually form a first-grade spiritual field. "

Seeing Bai Ziyue's gaze set on the field that he had previously opened up wasteland, Fu Yongyu spoke quickly.

"Then how long will it take for this product to take shape?"

Bai Ziyue nodded and asked curiously.

"Ten days, as long as ten days at most.

We have been walking around in the past few days and found that there is a spiritual spring with a small amount of spiritual energy three miles away. If the spring water is irrigated, it may be enough for seven or eight days. "

Fu Yongyu said confidently.

"That's good, this is a middle-grade spirit stone, which is equivalent to one hundred lower-grade spirit stones. Next, I may need to retreat for a period of time, and I will leave the rest to you."

After several observations, he had a preliminary recognition of the two of them. Anyway, there were not many middle-grade spirit stones, and he didn't care, so he threw it to Fu Yongyu.

"Xie Bai, immortal long trust!"

Fu Yongyu said excitedly.

Back in the alchemy room, Bai Ziyue regained his mood and started refining again.

Once, twice, three times...

Because of the experience of the previous ten failures, Bai Ziyue became more and more comfortable. Every time he refines, he can feel progress.

"Sheng Danshu!"

Aroused by Bai Ziyue's spiritual power, a magic formula was punched out by him, which seemed to be mysterious spiritual power, turned into a blue light, and fell into the alchemy furnace.

Hum!

In an instant, a stream of pale white mucus instantly fused together to form a pale white ball the size of a baby's fist.

"It's done?!"

With surprise in his heart, Bai Ziyue quickly controlled this spirit pill and flew out of the alchemy furnace.

Reaching out and copying it, there was still a scorching hot spirit pill, and it fell into his hand.

His eyes fell on the spirit pill, the spirit eye technique was opened, and the pill differentiation technique in Miaoyu's alchemy method flowed in his mind, and the surprise in Bai Ziyue's eyes quickly faded.

"Success is a success, but there are a lot of impurities, at least more than half of the impurities are mixed in.

These impurities often contain terrifying toxins, which will damage the body of the cultivator.

This golden spirit pill, looks like a spirit pill, but rather a poison pill.

After the monk had taken it, it was estimated that his strength had not been able to grow, and he would be bitten by erysipelas. "

A faint look of disappointment flashed through Bai Ziyue's eyes.

The formation of the panacea does not mean that it will be able to play a role.

If the spirit pill is too complicated, there will be erysipelas that will counteract the cultivator.

For example, when he was in Dongxuanfang City before, the guide said that it was because the other uncle had eaten the erysipelas that contained erysipelas that he was bitten by the erysipelas and he was paralyzed for three months before he recovered.

"However, no matter what, this is also a successful start.

At least this time-it has become a pill. "

Taking a deep breath, Bai Ziyue quickly cheered up again.

The formation of the golden spirit pill represents his previous refining method. There are not too many mistakes or omissions. What affects the quality of the spirit pill is more of some details.

Next, as long as he keeps adjusting, he will naturally be able to refine the spirit pill that can be taken.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and started refining again.

"Fifty percent impurities, no!"

"Forty-seven percent of impurities, there is progress, but it still doesn't work.

At least it is necessary to ensure that the impurity contained in the spirit pill is less than 30%, so that it will not have too much influence on the cultivator and can be used with confidence. "

"Forty-eight percent? Is it going backwards?

But I finally know that the error is in that area, and then as long as you make adjustments, you should be able to make a lot of progress. "

"Thirty-eight percent, thirty-seven percent, thirty-five percent... fast, fast, just a little bit..."

...

Bai Ziyue kept adjusting and refining, and his mind was completely immersed in it, quite a bit ignorant of the passage of time.

And the quality of the Jin Ling Pill he refined has been continuously improved with his progress.

Finally, when Bai Ziyue drew the pill from the alchemy furnace fifty times.

A touch of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Succeeded!