The liquid in the sky, after removing the impurities, becos more and more crystal clear.
"Ning." When he saw that all the Lingzhi had been refined, Qin Ming put his hands on his chest, and quickly made a few handprints, his mouth opened and closed, and a word was gently spit out.
The dazzling brilliance of the liquid glead in the sky, and instantly blended with each other. The purple fla slowly dimd, and finally disappeared into the void. At the mont the fla disappeared, a few liquid beads instantly solidified due to no temperature interference.
"The most critical ti has co!" Qin Ming looked at the sky with burning eyes, and a hint of tension flashed in Qin Ming's heart.
The three small liquid beads were partially fused. During the temperature cooling process, they entangled with each other, and at the mont of complete cooling, a small lump with three corners was ford.
Qin Ming's eyes were a little excited, and with a beckon, the little lump flew into the palm of his hand, and gently pinched the little lump with the temperature with his fingers, placed it in front of him and watched carefully.
"They are partially glued, and all the effects of this part of the dicine are stimulated, and the effect of this dicine is unexpectedly good." Qin Ming's eyes flashed, the corners of Qin Ming's mouth cocked, and there was an inexplicable excitent in his eyes.
"I seem to have found sothing amazing." Putting the little lump in the jade bottle and carefully placing it on the table, Qin Ming ca to the shelf where Lingzhi was placed again and began to look for it.
He had a hunch that the new pill will soon succeed.
Soon, three days later, Qin Ming had piled more than one hundred jade bottles in front of him, and these jade bottles were filled with waste pills.
After so many failures, Qin Ming didn't have a trace of frustration in his eyes, but instead looked radiant.
In the sky, purple flas were jumping, and small liquid beads slowly ford. Qin Ming's eyes were firm and focused, as if doing a sacred thing.
"Ning." A pill formula was played, and all the liquid beads in the sky began to rge.
Qin Ming's eyes were more focused than ever before, his chest was up and down, his breathing was a bit short, the most critical ti had co!
The liquid beads in the sky seed to hear Qin Ming's call, blending with each other, and at the last mont, they ford a perfect pill.
Dan has nine patterns, dark red, and a little silver shimring on it.
Excitedly beckoned, Qin Ming caught the pill, put it in front of his nose, and sniffed it lightly. The pill was tasteless, but he seed to have a soul-soaking fragrance floating in Qin Ming's heart.
"This pill is actually a seventh-rank?" Although there have been such guesses, I did not expect that this guess is actually true.
He used sixth-grade Lingzhi to refine the seventh-grade pill.
"Inadvertently, it seems to have created a miracle!" Qin Ming's heart was overwheld as he pinched the pill with his fingers, and couldn't be so excited.
Which level of spiritual plant, which level of dicine is refined, is the common sense of the level of dicine.
If a high-grade Lingzhi refining a low-grade pill, then it proves that if the refining fails, the effect of the Lingzhi has not been fully utilized, and there is still much room for improvent.
But I have never heard of low-grade Lingzhi, when combined to make a high-grade pill.
Over ten thousand years of alchemy experience, countless alchemy prescriptions, none of them have recorded such things.
With excited eyes, Qin Ming swept the remaining Lingzhi on the table. He tried the pill, and he would not use a complete plant. He would only intercept so of the Lingzhi based on the properties of the Lingzhi.
Based on the remaining Lingzhi on the table, Qin Ming judged that one part of this kind of Lingzhi, with his technique, could produce five pill.
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