Time is a priceless consumable, whether you like it or not, it is always consumed.

Alchemy was refining, and it was already close to half past three in the afternoon.

The refining of the quenching liquid in Song Shuhang's hand is nearing completion.

Just like yesterday, when the forty-first herb is tasted, the quenching fluid in the pot changes.

Because of his experience, Song Shuhang calmly added water this time. After a while, he threw the four medicinal herbs of Xianbawang Branch, Jiuyang Red Flame Bamboo Slice, Deep Sea Cold Crystal, and Snow Demon Core into the pot in one go.

Waiting for the pot of liquid medicine to be polarized, Song Shuhang directly increased the firepower to the maximum.

After doing everything, Song Shuhang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Everything is going well, and whether it can succeed or not depends on the end!

Oh yes, and be prepared for the smell of 'all the world's stench aggregates' that might happen in a moment.

Four minutes later.

Rumble......

The lid of the hot pot was lifted by high pressure again, black smoke sprayed out of the pot, and the unspeakable stench filled the room.

Song Shuhang had already prepared and held his breath one step earlier - although the stench still invaded his sense of smell from various parts of his body in some way, pinching his nose and holding his breath in advance could alleviate the stench to a certain extent.

"What does this smell like?" The pharmacist is strong and has sharp facial features. In particular, the sense of smell has reached about 300 times that of ordinary people.

This strange stench poured into his mouth and nose, and the medicine man suddenly felt that his whole person was not good.

This has already reached the scope of biological weapons, right? Ordinary people will be disgusted to the point of paleness, nausea and vomiting to the point of foaming at the ground!

If it weren't for his high strength, coupled with the fact that he often endured the peculiar smell of various alchemy failures, maybe he would have knelt when the stench came.

"If this thing is refined, it will be a nightmare for a first-grade monk who has opened his nose and a second-grade true master who can't control his sense of smell at will. The medicine man muttered, and with a slap of his hand, a gust of palm wind swept away the stinking black mist.

"Even though I've smelled it once, I still can't get used to it. I don't feel like I'll have the appetite to eat for the next few days. Song Shuhang also complained.

"Did it work?" asked the pharmacist.

"This stench has come out, it should have been a success, right?" Song Shuhang picked up the lid of the hot pot, this lid had to be thrown away every time, even if it was tempered glass, it would be shattered sooner or later, right?

The pharmacist pinched his nose and leaned over to the edge of the hot pot to look. I saw that at the bottom of the pot, there was a thin layer of black paste, transparent, and flavorful.

He stretched out his finger and hooked it in the air, and a drop of liquid was picked up and fell into his mouth.

Feeling the medicinal properties of the quenching fluid exploding in his mouth, the pharmacist smiled with satisfaction: "Sure enough." ”

Roughly estimated, it is half as effective as his simplified quenching fluid.

It stands to reason that the stronger the effect of the elixir used by the monks, the better. However, the simplest quenching solution, after the efficacy is reduced to a certain extent, unexpectedly shows a special effect!

The old version of the quenching solution has a strong medicinal effect. Even if the elite disciples recruited by various sects want to take it, they need to cultivate for several months to half a year in advance, stimulate their own qi and blood to the limit, and adjust their physical condition to the best before they can take it.

After the quenching fluid simplified by the pharmacist, the elite disciples of various sects want to take it, and they also need to cultivate and adjust it for a month in advance before taking it.

However, the medicinal effect of the quenching body fluid only needs to be reduced further, and the disciples in the sect only need to adjust their state slightly before they can take it.

After that, after the body has been quenched and the strength of the body has been improved, you can take a higher quality quenching solution, which greatly saves the initial time of cultivating disciples.

You must know that the time for disciples to build a foundation is a race against time. The best time to build a foundation is only two years between the ages of four and six, and the sooner you take the quenching solution, the better.

What's more, Song Shuhang's method of refining quenching body fluid, he doesn't need to do anything deliberately, he just needs to switch the alchemy step immediately when there is a mistake in the forty-first step of refining the 'simplified quenching liquid'.

This method is simply a patch for the pharmacist's 'Simplified Quenching Liquid', further refining the 'Simplified Quenching Solution' Dan formula, and also allowing the 'Alchemist Apprentices' to greatly reduce the loss of medicinal materials.

Seeing the pharmacist's satisfied smile, Song Shuhang breathed a sigh of relief and asked again, "Can this help your predecessors to improve the Simplified Quenching Liquid Dan Formula?"

"It's not that easy, your successful refining this time just proves that my idea of perfecting the Dan Fang is feasible. I still need your cooperation in the next few days, and I need to make some improvements to your alchemy methods. Hehe, this trip is the right one. "The pharmacist is in a good mood.

Song Shuhang nodded and said, "I will try my best to cooperate with my seniors." ”

The pharmacist nodded with satisfaction, reached out and took out a thick notebook, on which he quickly recorded all kinds of data and details of the experiment just now.

He was known as a genius alchemist and was well-known among the monks. But his fame and fame of genius did not fall on him while sitting at home. From this thick book, you can see how much effort and effort he has put into learning alchemy. And...... This thick notebook is as many as thirty bookshelves in the medicine man's cave.

Behind every successful genius, there is sweat that ordinary people can't imagine.

Song Shuhang looked at the pharmacist with an expression of wanting to say something.

In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore after all: "Senior Pharmacist, you said before that Master Tongxuan's Flying Sword Transmission will arrive in about four or five hours, calculating the time, it should be about the same, right?"

"Vajra Basic Fist Method" and "True Self Meditation Sutra"!

As long as he thought of the two volumes of monks' introductory exercises, Song Shuhang's heart was ready to move, and he couldn't hold back. He couldn't wait to get his hands on the two volumes right now.

"Haha, don't be in a hurry, Master Tongxuan's flying sword transmission takes me as the coordinates, and I will react when it is almost there. Well, but we'll go back to your dormitory, the teleportation coordinates set at the beginning are in your dormitory, and if nothing happens to you, the flying sword should fly there. The pharmacist laughed.

"Then we'll go back now?" Song Shuhang said expectantly.

"Don't worry, I'm observing the process of refining your body fluids, and I have verified the feasibility of many ideas in my mind, and I need to record them first. Well, if you're in a hurry, go back first, and I'll follow. The pharmacist said.

Song Shuhang nodded.

"Then senior, I'll go back to the dormitory and stare at it first?"

"Go, go, young man is just too anxious. As he spoke, the pharmacist stretched out his hand and threw a bunch of keys towards Song Shuhang.

It's the key to this house.

"The key is given to you, anyway, there are five floors, I don't need so much, the top floor is borrowed for you to live in, and you have to rent a house in the province. The pharmacist said without raising his head.

Anyway, the house has been bought, and it will be useless to be empty in the future, so it is better to sell Song Shuhang a favor.

Song Shuhang took the key, and he was not pretentious: "Thank you, senior!"

He really needs a house that is not disturbed, and ...... He has no money to spare, and the pharmacist can lend him a room to solve his urgent needs, so he is not polite to his seniors.

"Remember to lock the door!" the pharmacist waved his hand and continued to write in his thick notebook.

Song Shuhang left with brisk steps.

Of course, he didn't forget his induction cooker and hot pot, which he had to remember to bring back so as not to make his roommates suspicious.