Chapter 508: Refining Qiyang Pill

"What, Lin Fei, what did you say, you are a fourth-rank alchemist?"

Finally, Meng Xue asked this sentence, with doubts in her eyes, but also a little hopeful. "Δ　 Literature" "Mystery. .

After all, in Meng Xue's mind, the fourth-rank pharmacist is generally a lofty figure with a moon-loving style. How to say it, he must be a certain age.

But the young man in front of him was less than twenty years old, and Meng Xue was unable to associate him with the identity of the Fourth-Rank Alchemist.

However, the young man in front of him has repeatedly surprised people. He always likes the guy who shows amazing strength by chance. Maybe, it is really so possible.

"Hehe, it's useless to say more, you will send the pill of Yang Yang Pill and the elixir you need to my room.

I will study and see if I can make a few for you. "

Lin Fei smiled faintly and turned back to the room. According to Meng Xue's words, her mother's illness can no longer be delayed for a few more days. Of course, the sooner you refine that Qiyang Pill, the better the treatment effect.

"Lin Fei, you..., you..., are you really a Tier 4 alchemist?!"

Meng Xue was surprised and delighted. Just now, she was almost in a state of despair, but suddenly, great hope seemed to be in front of her again, and her mood was ups and downs, which made her delicate body unable to bear it. It shivered slightly.

"I will send it to you now."

Seeing Lin Fei turned back to the room, Meng Xue shouted to Lin Fei excitedly, and then turned around, Fei also went to get the pill and elixir of the Yang Pill.

After Lin Fei returned to the room for a while, Meng Xue personally drove the Yang Dan prescription and the needed elixir and sent them to Lin Fei's room.

"Miss Meng, you go out first, I'll do the exercises, and then let you know."

Lin Feidao.

Meng Xue knew that pharmacists generally did not want to be disturbed when refining spirit pills, so she retired.

However, because he was too concerned about this matter, he did not go far, but stayed nearby.

In the room, Lin Fei took out the purple-brown medicine pot and placed it in front of him.

Then, I studied the prescription of the Qiyang Pill in detail, and understood the ingredients, weight, and matching method of the medicine, and then started to work.

Before that, Lin Fei had already refined more than twenty fourth-rank Xuanyuan Pills, which was quite familiar to the fourth-rank pill.

The refining process is nothing more than calcining the elixir, extracting the essence of the liquid, fusing the essence of different elixir, condensing the pill, and baking.

And Lin Fei put those needed elixir into the medicine cauldron one by one, and the flames of the Yanyang Demon Fire urged them into the medicine cauldron and began to refine them.

After spending half an hour concentrated and busy, Lin Fei suddenly reached out and patted the mouth of the pill at the top of the medicine cauldron. A black spirit pill jumped out of the medicine cauldron. The strong smell of medicine started at the same time. Floating away in the room.

Lin Fei held the black pill in his palm and examined it carefully for a while. It was found that its quality was ordinary. Although it is not inferior, it is not superior.

According to the elderly, the quality of a spirit pill can be divided into five levels from low to high: inferior, ordinary, good, superior, and superb.

As for the legendary spirit pills with pill patterns and even pill clouds, that is already a legendary order. Even an alchemy master like An Lao, the highest quality of the spirit pills he has seen in his life, is only the best.

Moreover, every pharmacist refining a spirit pill will have a certain failure rate. However, Lin Fei's refining this Yang Yang Pill turned out to be the first one, and he succeeded in producing the pill. Although the quality is extremely ordinary, Lin Fei still has Some excitement.

Lin Fei knew that by chance, he had obtained the Yanyang Demon Fire, and gained the lifelong medicine experience and experience for the elderly, the different fire, and the personal guidance of an alchemist master. These two things can be said to be the dream of ordinary alchemists. But Lin Fei got it.

Therefore, Lin Fei's alchemy level has improved very fast. When refining third-rank and fourth-rank spirit pills, the rate of pill production is terribly high, reaching 90% or even 100%!

The elixir ingredients sent by Meng Xue to refine the Qiyang Pill contained ten pill.

This is also the rule to ask the alchemist to refine the pill. Under normal circumstances, you must prepare a few more medicinal materials, because there is a rate of pill refining.

Next, Lin Fei refined the elixir ingredients of the remaining nine Qiyang Pills one by one. Finally, he obtained nine Qiyang Pills with a rate of 90%.

Among them, the quality of two Qiyang Dan is inferior.

The quality of five is ordinary.

The quality of one is good.

The quality of another one is superior.

Lin Fei was quite satisfied with this result. The time for studying alchemy by himself is actually very short. It is quite good to be able to reach the level of a fourth-rank alchemist in such a short period of time, and with such a high rate of alchemy. .

Lin Fei put away the medicine pot, stretched his waist, and practiced the pill for a whole day, both physically and mentally, he was already a little tired.

Then, Lin Fei took nine Qiyang Pills and went straight out of the room.

"Lin Fei, how is it."

During this period of time, Meng Xue had been guarding the door of the room and never left. As soon as the door opened and Lin Fei walked out, Meng Xue immediately rushed over and was very nervous.

"Hehe, fortunately not insulting your life!"

Lin Fei handed a Qiyang Pill to Meng Xue's hand and said with a smile.

"This is the Yang Pill?!"

Meng Xue carefully held the Qiyang Pill, her body trembled with excitement.

"Great, mother's disease is hopeful!"

In Meng Xuemei's eyes, tears of excitement finally splashed out.

"Yes, give all these to your mother to take."

Lin Fei stuffed all the remaining eight Qiyang Pills into Meng Xue's palm.

"So many Yang Pills?"

Meng Xue couldn't believe her eyes.

"Then Huaqing said that his master refined the fourth-rank spirit pill, and the rate of the pill was only 40%. He asked me to prepare ten spiritual medicinal materials, and only guaranteed that I could make four Yang Yang Pills. Lin Fei, you actually made it. Nine Qiyang Pills?"

Meng Xue was holding nine Qiyang Pills, and she couldn't believe it.

Lin Fei curled his lips. I am an old disciple. Huaqing's master is really weak compared to An old one.

However, Lin Fei only smiled on the surface.

"Lin Fei, thank you very much.

With so many Quyang Pills, my mother's illness will definitely get better. "

Meng Xue looked at Lin Feida sincerely.

In that black forest, Lin Fei saved dozens of people from the Meng ethnic group. Now, Lin Fei has saved her mother’s life. In Meng Xue’s mind, she feels that she owes Lin Fei too much. Too much.

Thinking of her cold attitude toward Lin Fei when she first met Lin Fei in the Black Forest, Meng Xue regretted it.

"Well, you can take these Qiyang Pills and give them to your mother."

Lin Feidao.

"Okay, I'm going now."

Meng Xue was full of joy, holding the nine Qiyang Pills, and flew towards her mother's room.

After a long while, Meng Xuefu waited for her mother to take the Qiyang Pill, only to see his mother's complexion, and immediately began to restore a bit of rosy, could not help but be overjoyed, this Qiyang Pill really worked, so far, Meng Xue is truly letting go Heart comes.

"Miss, the patriarch is back."

Just after Meng Xuefu waited for her mother to take the medicine, a servant suddenly came to report.

"Hurry up and invite Daddy. If he knows that his mother's illness is saved, he will definitely be happy."

Meng Xue quickly ordered.

The servant agreed and went to invite Meng Wei.

Soon, Meng Wei rushed into the room almost like an arrow.

"Xue'er, you said your mother is saved from your illness?"

Meng Wei asked in surprise as soon as he entered the room.

"Yes, father, mother's illness is saved."

At the moment, Meng Xue told Meng Wei about Lin Fei's refining Quyang Pill.

"What, Brother Lin, turned out to be a fourth-rank alchemist?

It's incredible! "

Meng Wei took the spirit pill that Meng Xue handed over and looked carefully. It was now the Yang Pill, and looking at the hospital bed, the middle-aged woman whose face was obviously rosier than before, and her heart was also let go.

"Father, Jing Mining District, what's the problem?"

Meng Xue asked.

"Ugh."

As soon as Meng Xue mentioned the Jing Mining area, Meng Wei's originally ecstatic face immediately became gloomy and sighed.

"Father, what's wrong."

Meng Xue's heart also sank.

"Let's talk about it in my study."

Meng Wei glanced at his wife who was lying on the hospital bed and said softly.

In the study, Meng Xue looked at the worried Meng Wei.

"Father, what happened?"

"The crystal mine that we manage, the genuine meta spar dug out some time ago, has been robbed by more than half."

"what?"

When Meng Xue heard it, her face turned pale.

"Who did it?"