C150 Qin Ming started to refine pills

The peaceful days passed by exceptionally quickly.

Unknowingly, Qin Ming had already been in Thunderfire Manor for two months.

These two months, Qin Ming's life was also extremely fulfilling.

On one hand, it was to teach Fang Mu pill refining techniques, and on the other hand, it was to strengthen his own cultivation.

No matter what, it was necessary to grasp his strength.

Qin Ming had always understood this.

When he was free, he would tease Little White. Riding on the Blue Sky Beast and circling around the huge Thunderfire Prefecture a few times, he would even find life rare and comfortable.

Of course, these two months of time, allowed Qin Ming to have a firmer grasp of his own strength.

The Power of Nine Serenities could already be used by him without him knowing, and even the countless complex black runes that appeared the moment he used the Nether Xuan Snake's strength for a large amount of time and effort, were all successfully concealed by Qin Ming.

Although the black rune would still appear if used with all his strength, no one would notice it even if they used the Power of Nine Serenities normally. It could be said that it was extremely convenient.

Not only that, even the Netherworld Flame in Qin Ming's dantian was being used by Qin Ming to an even greater degree.

Not just fighting, but concocting pills!

For example … At this moment!

In the spacious pill cultivating room, Mu Shuyao's face was flushed red from excitement.

Fang Mu also stared at Qin Ming's actions without blinking, as if he was the most sincere student.

Shang Cheng had already rushed over to Thunderfire Manor and was currently watching the movements in Qin Ming's hands with shining eyes.

Even though he wasn't proficient in pill dao, he had seen many pill refiners concoct pills.

However, there had never been someone like Qin Ming who gave him such a feeling.

It was smooth and elegant!

He never thought that someone would give off such a feeling when concocting pills!

In fact, it was.

In front of Qin Ming, a large amount of ingredients was placed beside the pill furnace without being used, but a pill was already slowly taking shape inside the furnace.

As the black flames burned, the medicinal pills within began to churn. Traces of a strange fragrance continued to emanate from the pill. It was very pure and distant.

Qin Ming's divine sense moved the Netherworld Flame within his dantian, and countless of spirit energy surged and turned into the Cold Flame.

This flame was definitely not a small matter in regards to the improvement of a medicinal pill!

Ordinary mortal flames would at most just remove the outer layer of the medicinal ingredients. Even when facing some medicinal ingredients, no matter how much the ordinary flames burned, they would still not be able to destroy it.

At this time, aside from the earth fire and the demonic beast's fire, the fire condensed by the cultivator's spiritual energy could also work.

However, a lot of normal alchemists didn't flatter him. For those who had their heart set on the path of alchemy, most of the time they spent cultivating was a 'useless' effect.

However, ordinary Earth Fire and Demon Beast's Flames were merely outer garments that burned away medicinal ingredients, and the impurities they extracted were extremely few in number.

However, some special flames could nearly perfectly expel the 'impurities' of medicinal ingredients!

Skyfire. Countless people yearned for fire in their dreams. Of course it could be counted as one.

The fire of the world does not know one's self, but there are very few who could call out their name.

For the rest of his life, even some of the people who were as revered as Qin Ming as he was as "Dan Di", had never come across such a thing.

But the Netherworld Flame that Qin Ming possesses, could be considered one!

The heavenly fire was extremely positive and the Netherworld Flame was extremely negative.

Therefore, Qin Ming hadn't collected any heavenly fire yet. To be exact, the timing wasn't suitable.

Who knew what would happen when the Supreme Yin Fire and Supreme Yang Fire collided?

If it accidentally exploded, wouldn't it be the same as dying without a burial ground?

Qin Ming was not in a rush at the moment. The Netherworld Flame was even more powerful than the "king fire" made from the hundred types of demonic flames he had collected in his previous life.

The medicinal material impurities expelled by the Netherworld Flame that were used to refine medicinal pellets were also almost perfect.

Even Qin Ming had to admit that the Netherworld Flame was strong when it came to refining pills.

Unfortunately, not only was this power extremely difficult to control, it was also extremely dangerous.

If you're not careful, forget about purifying the herbs, even the pills and pill furnace can explode.

This kind of matter, according to the terminology of apothecaries, was known as' explosion of the furnace 'when one tried to forge a pill which one was unable to forge by force despite being below the realm of an apothecary.

In the past few days, Qin Ming had already blown up quite a few pill furnaces, including a few spirit rank pill furnaces …

Even Mu Lei had asked him before if he needed a pretty good pill furnace, so he chose one for him.

Of course Qin Ming refused righteously!

If others knew that Dan Di often exploded his furnace when he was concocting ordinary pills, would they not laugh their teeth off?

It was just like how a Martial Emperor would always end up wrestling when he practiced the horse stance.

However, today, Qin Ming had completely mastered the Netherworld Flame.

Although it couldn't be said that he was completely proficient in the art, it was still fine to use it as one's arm.

As the medicinal pills within the cauldron slowly took shape, the fragrance of the medicinal pills became stronger and stronger.

With one hand, Qin Ming controlled the flames, and with the other hand, he continuously grabbed and placed the neatly arranged medicinal ingredients, and threw them into the pill concocting furnace without hesitation.

The moment the medicinal herb entered the pill furnace, it would split into a ball of Netherworld Flame and remove all the impurities in the blink of an eye, turning into a cloud of dust that once again entered the pill that was about to take shape.

Different from ordinary pill refiners who had already refined and mixed all the ingredients during the process of refining, the ingredients in front of Qin Ming were all "original", which was a treasure that had not been processed at all.

But because of that, Qin Ming's expression was extremely calm, as though his hand was not some valuable treasure, but some weeds by the side of the road.

As the medicinal ingredients were thrown into the pill furnace one by one, that strange fragrance gradually disappeared. Instead, there was a cluster of black qi lingering around the pill furnace.

Seeing this mass of black air, Mu Shuyao's face changed.

Although Qin Ming's technique and the self-confident look when he was refining the pill was extremely eye-catching, but every time this ball of black qi appeared, it did not seem to be a good omen!

Every time the black gas appeared, the pill furnace seemed to explode …

Shang Cheng's fat body subconsciously moved behind him.

Even after experiencing the bloody battles back then, he still didn't feel this sense of danger.

Sure enough, it was their own people who were the most worried.

What's even more frightening is that you have to see the terrible result with your own eyes …

The concentrated Fang Mu saw the black smoke and his expression changed.

In these past few days, Qin Ming's strength in the Pill Dao had absolutely suppressed everyone he met.

The only bad thing was that Qin Ming seemed to have detonated the furnace a little too many times …

At the last moment, when the black aura above the cauldron had already formed into a small ball of clouds, Qin Ming waved his sleeves, and the dozens of Netherworld Flame that were placed in front of him instantly started to surge violently.

"Gather!"

Qin Ming made a hand sign, and his expression became serious.

At the same time, a suction force came from the pill. The black cloud above the cauldron was completely absorbed by the pill.

A spinning, ink-black medicinal pill floated in the air.

"Success."

The moment he saw the black pellet, Qin Ming let out a sigh of relief.

He wriggled, and when he saw the trio's reaction, his face instantly darkened.

He's Dan Di!

Didn't she have any confidence in him?

Although... The number of explosions had increased a little.

But isn't it getting less and less?

"Congratulations. As long as you succeeded, it's good. As long as you succeeded, it's good."

Shang Cheng wiped off his cold sweat. Luckily, he finally succeeded.

He did not die at the hands of the enemy. If he was killed by his own men, it would be too depressing!