An old man raised his eyebrows and was a little surprised: "This little guy, the talent is okay, it took only seven tis to get to this point."
"I estimate that he will fail about ten tis. After all, condensing the liquid dicine into pills is the most important and difficult step to take."
Chen Feng took a deep breath. Instead of continuing to refine alchemy, he sat cross-legged next to him, regaining his qi and regulating his breath.
Seeing this scene, An Lao nodded approvingly.
It is very good that Chen Feng is not arrogant or impatient, and is not eager to make progress.
Chen Feng recuperated for three hours, then walked to the front of the Qingmu Wangding again and sat down cross-legged.
He put his spirit in an ethereal state, just like when he was practicing.
Suddenly, Chen Feng felt that he had entered an extrely ethereal realm.
The whole person seed to beco clear, and the brain was extrely clear.
Then, Chen Feng's hands gently pressed under the Qingmu Wangding.
Then, a red fla appeared in the Aoki King Ding, and then Chen Feng did not rush and threw the dicinal materials into it one by one.
Soon, a cloud of spiritual fluid appeared, wrapped in flas.
This ti, Chen Feng was extrely empty.
Under his control, the fla in the cauldron was like two small hands, soft and extrely soft, plucking the spiritual liquid little by little, transforming it into a spiritual pill little by little.
Seeing this scene, An Lao suddenly burst into light, and his eyes suddenly widened.
I don't know how long it took, and a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth, and then he flicked it lightly.
The top cover of the Qingmu King Ding suddenly popped open, revealing a pill about the size of a thumb.
The elixir showed a light red color and its fragrance was tangy.
Chen Feng was extrely surprised. He looked at this dicine and asked An Lao, "An Lao, am I successful?"
At this ti, An Lao was even more shocked than Chen Feng.
He looked at Chen Feng with a look of disbelief: "Eight tis, you only used it eight tis to make a pill?"
"Although the surface of this pill is very rough, it is not smooth at all, it is only a low-grade color, but after all, it is a real pill!"
Chen Feng was a little surprised, and Xiang Yao asked An Lao: "What's wrong with An Lao? Is there any problem?"
An old man shook his head, concealed the astonishnt on his face, and said, "No problem, just thinking of so stories from the past."
He looked at Chen Feng's gaze like a monster, but he was laughing happily.
"Hahahaha, the old man finally found a qualified successor! Chen Feng definitely has a strong talent for refining dicine!"
"More importantly, he can easily enter the ethereal state of refining dicine, and this is often an important factor in determining whether the refining can succeed!"
"Even a pharmacist trained since childhood will fail many tis when refining dicine for the first ti!"
He muttered to himself: "It is definitely a genius to fail within 20 tis. 30 failures are all high-grade savvy. And 50 failures are considered qualified alchemists."
"Chen Feng actually only used it eight tis, you know, even the old man used it eleven tis!"
He looked at Chen Feng and liked it more and more, feeling relieved.
After slumbering for thousands of years, after waking up, he didn't expect to et such a good heir.
He took this little pill in his hand, looked at it and said, "Your little pill has pits and bumps on the surface and it's not smooth."
"And it's not round enough. This will cause a lot of leakage of the dicine. This is a low-quality pill."
Chen Feng asked: "What is top-grade fineness?"
An Lao explained: "Each pill is divided into low-grade, dium-grade, top-grade, and super-grade."
"The fineness of the lower grades is only 50% of the dicinal potency, the fineness of the middle grades can reach 70%, and the fineness of the upper grades can reach 10%."
"As for super quality, that is just a legend."
He slowly said: "Superior quality, it can reach 12% of the dicinal power!"
Chen Feng listened and was fascinated.
When will I be able to develop a super-grade pill!
An old man saw his thoughts and smiled and said: "You, don't think about this now, let's upgrade from low-grade to middle-grade!"
"If you eat this for Junior Brother Bai, his injury will not heal, and will leave hidden injuries."
Chen Feng nodded and continued to refine!
At this ti, above Tongtian Peak, in the Monster Beast Square City, there was still that hall.
Tang Yinghao's father, Tang Hengyun, sits above the first seat!
He sat there with a mighty aura, kneeling in front of him a few n in black, one of them said: "Report to the elder, we have found out, that little rabbit has returned to the sect."
"But he is on the cutting edge now."
"Is it on the cutting edge?" Tang Hengyun nodded slightly: "That's not easy."
"Even though Broken Blade Peak is now declining, it can't be easily bullied. That crazy lady is not sothing anyone can afford!"
"This little **** actually hid on Broken Blade Peak, then I really can't move him."
"However, as long as he cos to Tongtian Peak, I can clean him up!"
"Keep your eyes on it, as long as he cos to Tongtian Peak, tell the first ti!"
"Yes, elder!" the others answered in unison.
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