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If it weren't for the fact that the alchemy array, which had finally succeeded, had not been activated for a long time, and the light was about to weaken and extinguish, Fang Hua would probably still be oblivious to himself.

Constantly inhaling and exhaling, by adjusting his breathing, Fang Hua finally calmed himself down.

Raising his hand, he took a copy of the prepared potion materials that he put aside, and subconsciously, he took a portion of the daisy petals that were 13 pieces, and carefully placed the materials on the alchemy array.

Fang Hua began to chant the incantation, matching the gestures to activate the alchemy array.

Fortunately, Fang Hua studied a foreign language in college, and he couldn't have mastered this corresponding spell so quickly. As for why Fang Hua, a person who learns foreign languages, is mixed up to do sales, this is another sad story, he always has to pay it back, and his street hits today are all the bitter fruits planted when he was in college.

Alas, if only I could go to college all the time, those four years were really the most comfortable four years of my life!

The spell was very short, and as the last coordinated gesture spell was in place, the glimmer of light naturally emitted by the alchemy array suddenly brightened, and the stimulated Fang Hua subconsciously closed his eyes.

But soon, he reopened his eyes, because he couldn't wait to see what his debut novel would turn out of.

It turns out that the reality is cruel, he was able to get the alchemy notes by adventure, and he has the talent to inspire the notebook to be inherited, and he has already exhausted the character he has accumulated for more than twenty years.

This first alchemy attempt, how could he be so lucky to succeed in him, and it is reasonable to hit the street.

Looking at the charcoal-like thing in the clearing, Fang Hua was very disappointed, the consequences were very serious, and he decided to die.

Although the result of the first time was not good, everything else was very good, basically dispelling all his previous worries and uneasiness, and it turned out that the alchemy inheritance was real and could be used in this world.

The problem now is to find out the reason for the failure, whether the alchemy material is wrong, or the alchemy step is wrong.

So, in the following time, Fang Hua tried there without sleep and food, summarizing, trying again, summing up again, six or seven times, Fang Hua's special notebook for recording, all wrote more than ten pages, which were densely filled with the process and result thinking of each attempt.

Each time it was longer than the last, but each time it made him more confident because he felt that he was getting closer and closer to success.

From the intensity of the light emitted by the alchemy array he drawn, the proficiency of the spells and gestures when activated, and the changes in the shape of the items that were finally refined, he could clearly feel that victory was ahead.

"Goo-goo!" A thunderous sound of hunger sounded, and Fang Hua realized that he seemed to have missed lunch and dinner, in fact, thinking about it, it seemed that he hadn't eaten breakfast either, that is to say, after he got up today, he hadn't eaten anything at all, and he was just thinking about alchemy.

This is Fang Hua, a very easily obsessed person, this kind of character who is easy to indulge in something that interests him, at some point it doesn't make much sense, but once the right path is introduced, it will emit a bright light, just like Gong Er in "The Missing Generation", her success comes from her innate talent and obsession.

A lot of things, use them properly!

Rubbing his hungry and rumbling stomach, Fang Hua decided to go eat first, just to rest, there was a buffer, refining seven times in a row, his spiritual power was obviously going to the end.

So, Fang Hua came to the restaurant frequented downstairs and had a big meal, it was really a big meal, and he ate a big pot of rice alone, which scared the boss, because he often went to his house to eat, and he was somewhat familiar, and the boss also joked that he should be listed as a key customer.

Fang Hua happened to be in a good mood, and he also chatted with the boss for a few words, which shocked the boss again, because he was usually a dead house, stuffy gourd, basically eating, checking out, and having no willingness to communicate at all.

In fact, on the one hand, it is because he has a more homely personality, and more because he makes too many calls and talks too much in the company at work, so he doesn't want to talk to anyone at all after work, just like many comedy stars have blown themselves up in interviews and said that they are very quiet in real life and not funny at all.

After eating, Fang Hua walked slowly back to his room, because he had eaten too much, and he had not eaten at all, so he sat down directly, took out two notebooks, and what he had memorized, compared them, and then thought about them.

After half an hour, he put away his two notebooks and prepared to do it again.

Rubbing his temples, Fang Hua felt that more than an hour had passed, and his spiritual power didn't seem to have recovered much, and it was estimated that he would be able to last one or two refinements.

The remaining three materials, one of which has a daisy with 13 petals, although the two similar materials just now did not get any good results, but Fang Hua guessed, feeling, it seems that this is still quite important, and it has a great impact on the final result.

Since the spiritual power is not very sufficient, then make a desperate bet, and forget about refining it again today, no matter whether it is successful or not, I will not try it again today.

After a long breath, Fang Hua picked up his pen again and began to draw the alchemy array.

This time, Fang Hua may be able to practice makes perfect, or maybe his mind is particularly calm, he feels that his drawing is unusually smooth, naturally outlining every pattern of the alchemy array, every turning point is handled very naturally, it took an extra amount of money before This time it was directly connected to the pen, the whole drawing process was faster than the best situation before, you know, the whole drawing process is only one or two minutes.

"Whew!" After Fang Hua finished the last stroke, he exhaled a long breath, he felt that after this time, his drawing skills had risen to a level out of thin air, he had already crossed the stage of pure novices, he had already started, and it was time to go to the Xiaocheng stage.

Not much to say about the prospect, in short, with the alchemy array in front of him, whose light was already very warm, his confidence in the next alchemy also increased by three percent out of thin air.

Following the previous steps again, placing the two prepared materials and the empty bottle into the alchemy array, Fang Hua recited the spell and waved the gesture, activating the alchemy array.

It was still a burst of bright light, but he didn't know if it was Fang Hua's own illusion, he felt that this flash lasted for three or four seconds longer than before.

As soon as the dazzling light was closed, Fang Hua immediately looked over.

"Huh?!" Fang Hua's eyes were wide open, his eyes had never been so big.

I saw that in the empty and dim clearing, there was an object emitting a faint red light, flashing around.

"What is this?" Fang Hua stretched out his hands tremblingly, took the bottle of alchemy elixir in his hand with the most pious and cautious attitude, carefully and carefully, back and forth, and then according to the verification method in the alchemy notes, he probed out his spiritual power to feel it, and finally determined: It was successful!

It worked!

It really worked!

Even if he said it three times, he couldn't express the excitement in his heart at the moment, so he shouted it three more times.

Success, success, I succeed!

At this moment, he suddenly remembered a very red ringtone he had heard when he was in school, so he held the alchemy potion, walked around, spindle, and danced in his room: I make money, I don't know how to spend it, I buy a Nokia with my left hand and a Motorola with my right hand...

But when he was humming excitedly, he suddenly realized a very serious problem: how to exchange his things for money?

This seems like a big problem!

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