Any alchemy requires a high level of proficiency to ensure success, and the refining of this "Huiling Pill" is not surprising. He already felt that he could touch some of the important cores of this elixir refining, and it was only a matter of time before the refining was successful.

In the following time, Zhen Yinjian successively spent 600 conquest points, that is, three years of secret art time, to master the refining of the "Returning Spirit Pill". In the end, he successfully refined this pill, and finally increased the success rate from fifty percent to eighty percent. Most of the pills are of medium grade, a small number of them are of lower grade, and there are only a dozen of the top grade pills, and not a single local grade can be refined.

When he came out of the space-time secret technique of this "Dan Array Exercise", his face was not very good-looking. It took three times as much as the consumption of refining the "Returning Spring Pill" before, and even counting the investment in the Danfang and Danhuo techniques, it was extremely exaggerated. After refining for three years, not a single Dipin Pill came out, which made him a little dissatisfied.

"Grandma's bear, this 'Huiling Pill' is so difficult to refine!" he cursed in his mouth, and his mood was not very happy.

Zhen Yinjian, who returned to the real world, began to try to alchemy in the real space in front of the Ding Dan furnace and a few medicinal materials in the room.

"A portion of Houttuynia cordata. Zhen Yinjian heated the Dan furnace, and then used the aura to evenly channel the fire into the inner wall of the Dan furnace, and then put in a medicinal herb.

"A green jade grass. With one hand, he guided the aura to continue to be evenly introduced, and with the other hand, he put in a green herb, and then slowly melted the herb with fire, and the green medicinal juice seeped out little by little.

"Light hands, get up!" Zhen Yinjian's hands instantly made a light gesture, guiding the aura in his palm to pass through the two medicinal liquids, and the medicinal liquids were blended in a certain proportion at this time, emitting a strange fragrance.

Then Zhen Yinjian continued to follow Dan Fang's instructions, and put the remaining six different medicinal materials into the furnace in turn. The raging fire has come out of the Dan furnace, at this time he is sweating profusely, his hands are complicated to play various postures, and the aura is slowly entering in this Dan furnace in a strange way, strange and strange The eight different medicinal properties of the medicine have reached a balance in a special proportion.

After going on like this for about an hour, I saw him slap his palms on the Dan furnace, and in an instant, several streamers flew out, turning into more than ten brilliant green pills and falling into his hands.

"Alas, sure enough, it's still a medium-grade pill, and there are only about a dozen of them. Zhen Yinjian sighed, his face bitter.

He knew that when he was refining the "Returning Chun Pill" before, he could produce twenty or thirty pills in one furnace, where was there so little?

After refining the first batch of "Huiling Pills", Zhen Yinjian was a little hesitant about whether the efficacy of this batch of pills had reached the basic standard. So after doing these things, Zhen Yinjian found Xingchunfang again.

After all, as an old shopkeeper, Old Man Tong should be relatively proficient in the study of medicinal properties.

When he arrived at Xingchunfang, it was already sunset, and he saw that this old man was talking to someone in the store, and that person was not Sun Daochang, who had gambled with him before.

"Boy, come to buy medicinal herbs, what is the effect of refining the spirit pill?" As soon as this mean Sun Daoren saw Zhen Yinjian stepping through the door, he put aside the shopkeeper and asked him with a sneer.

"I encountered a little trouble, alas, this time the spirit pill is indeed more difficult to refine, what Sun Daochang said is right. Zhen Yinjian lowered his head and frowned.

"Little ghost, I just know that what I said is right, where is the pill of this level that a mortal like you can refine. Why do you want to beg me for mercy now, no way!" Seeing Zhen Yinjian's appearance, he laughed loudly, extremely proud.

"Alas!" Shopkeeper Tong was not in the mood to remind this person at this time that the young man in front of him was already in the innate realm. What's the use of this? Anyway, if you can't refine the "Returning Spirit Pill", this young man is also a dead end. Did he know that although this person was a loose cultivator, there was another behemoth behind him to support him.

It's a pity that this young man with good talent originally entered the sect, and his future achievements will not be lost to this person. It's a pity that he died, and I'm afraid that my debt of 900 spirit gold will not be recovered.

Thinking of this, the old man with a goatee felt faintly bitter in his heart.

"There's no need to beg for mercy, I still refined this 'Huiling Pill', but the quality is not very satisfactory. Zhen Yinjian shook his head and said.

After listening to the words of the kid in front of him, he was shocked with a Taoist bun, and casually returned to normal.

"Young man, let me tell you, don't think that you can just refine a pill with a similar appearance to say that you can say that you can return to the spirit pill. A qualified pill, whether it is color, medicinal fragrance, or medicinal properties, there are strict standards, and you can't fool me. ”

This person spoke arrogantly, obviously not thinking that in just such a little time, this young man could refine a first-order elixir.

Shopkeeper Tong nodded silently, the difficulty of refining this level of pill is indeed far above that of mortal pills, although Zhen Yinjian has successful experience in refining mortal pills, he is not optimistic.

"Look at it. Zhen Yinjian took out a white jade porcelain bottle and handed it to Sun Daoren.

The man took the medicine bottle with a puzzled face, gently uncorked the red gauze bottle, and suddenly a burst of medicinal fragrance came out.

This familiar medicinal fragrance, rich smell, and green color of the elixir, isn't it the Huiling Pill?

Sun Dao's heart fluttered and fluttered, obviously panicked, who would have thought that this person would actually refine the Huiling Pill in less than half a month?

"Ahem, cough, the quality is okay, Danxiang seems to be the same thing, don't want pills and pills, the most important thing is the medicinal properties. The refining time of your pill is so fast, I dare to say that there is a problem with the absolute medicinal properties, and it is likely to be a waste pill. ”

This person stroked his beard, his eyes lit up, and he had already made a decision in an instant, looking at Zhen Yinjian's eyes full of banter.

Among the people present, he was the only one who was an innate monk, who could distinguish the specific ingredients of the medicinal properties of this "Huiling Pill", even the shopkeeper Tong, who had been selling medicine for many years, could only vaguely judge the authenticity of the medicinal properties through the measuring tool.

Only the innate monks can judge the color of the pill by absorbing the medicinal properties of the "Huiling Pill". The waste pill is the pill that is less than fifty percent of the pill with medicinal properties, and this kind of pill erysipelas slag has redundant useful ingredients and is very harmful to the human body.

"Although the grade of the pill did not meet my expectations, I am sure that the pill I refined is not a waste pill. Zhen Yinjian's eyes were firm, and he was a little annoyed at Sun Daoren.

Looking at this guy's face, he also knew that he would definitely refuse to admit that he could refine the "Returning Spirit Pill", otherwise wouldn't this person have been trampled on the head by an inexplicable kid from now on, and had no dignity?

"Why don't I ask an immortal master to test it. Seeing that the situation had changed, the shopkeeper Tong hurriedly came up with an idea.

Syllable!

I saw this Sun Daoren punch on the table, shattering the mahogany solid table, and the momentum was violent.

"Why, my grandson is not a character in this Ning City?"

"Where, where. The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead and trembled. These innate monks were not easy for him to deal with.

"Yo, your Sun Buli is so crazy, why, can you cover the sky with one hand in this Ning City?"

After hearing his voice first, he saw his person, and saw a middle-aged man in a military uniform walking in, sneering at Sun Daoren with an unkind face.

This person is more than eight feet tall, with dark skin, wearing a helmet, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a cold temperament, and a three-inch-long scar on the side of the right side of his face makes people feel cold.

This person is the commander of the Ningcheng Protector Army, a general subordinate to the Iron City Lord. He didn't deal with this grandson for a long time, so when he met this person, he dared to speak out and ridicule.

"Commander Yun, what kind of wind blew you here, this small shop in Xingchunfang can't accommodate a big man like you. "This Sun Daoren is also completely refusal, he also has a backstage, and he is an innate spiritual power realm, so he is not afraid of this person.

"Hmph, Lao Tzu came to buy the spirit pill, is there any problem?" Commander Yun shouted loudly, and this Sun Daoren did not answer.

"What's in this porcelain vase?" The commander of the city protector casually picked up the porcelain vase that Sun Daoren had just put down on the table.

"Don't be nosy. Sun Daoren's face was not good.

"Lao Tzu just wants to see. Skillfully uncorked the bottle, a stream of medicinal fragrance was inhaled into his nose, the commander's face flushed, and he said in surprise:

"Medium-grade Huiling Pill? Shopkeeper Tong, when did you get into this kind of high-end goods?"

"Reckless man, I dare to assert that it is a medium-grade rejuvenating pill without tasting it, I think you, the commander, will be poisoned sooner or later. Sun Daoren sneered.

"Hehe, my Yun someone's nose is much better than yours, an inferior Dantu, I said it's a medium-grade Huiling Pill, it's a medium-grade Huiling Pill!" Yun led a slap of the table.

He took out a pill, put the green pill into his mouth, and then found a chair to sit down and absorb it. This commander of the military uniform, the aura of his body is a little stronger, and after half a cup of tea, he opened his eyes and his eyes were shining!

"Hahaha, Lao Tzu said that the medium-grade Huiling Pill is the medium-grade Huiling Pill, you are a dead bull's nose, and you dare to compare Lao Tzu, hahaha!"

The laughter shook the sky, and the Sun Daoren also had an abnormal face, rushed over and snatched the porcelain bottle, took out a "Huiling Pill", put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

After three breaths, this person's complexion changed greatly, his eyes were as open as a reckless ox, and he stared at Zhen Yinjian and said:

"It's impossible, how did you refine it. You kid is cheating, this is definitely not the 'Huiling Pill' you refined!"

Obviously, until this moment, he was extremely shocked that this hairy boy with no teacher and no master could refine an elixir of this quality. After all, the medium-grade pill is not a big road commodity, and it requires a good Dan Dao cultivation.

"Alas, it's just a batch of medium-grade 'Huiling Pills', why are you surprised, I still have high-grade pills at home. It's just a pity that this 'Huiling Pill' consumes so many medicinal materials, and the success rate is lower than that of 'Huanchun Pill', and the quality is far inferior. I've refined dozens of copies, but I don't even have a single one, it's really a disappointment!"