As soon as the clover entered the Danding, Ye Yang didn't have time to control it, and the Danhuo was fluttering. In an instant, a clover turned into pitch-black ashes, and was finally expelled from the ding by the special settings in the danding.

Looking at his first mistake, Ye Yang smiled awkwardly. Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Ye Yang threw a clover again, this time the clover, after holding on to the flames for a while, still turned into pitch-black ashes.

"It's hot. ”

Wiping a handful of cold sweat, it was his turn to refine the pill by himself, Ye Yang finally knew that this work was really not something that anyone could easily handle.

After persistently burning seven or eight clovers, Ye Yang finally barely touched the adaptation point of the clover to temperature.

Throwing in a clover again, Ye Yang's face was solemn, his soul perception firmly compressed the temperature of the Danhuo, and his eyes stared at the clover suspended on the flame through the ice mirror. After churning in the Dan fire for a while, the clover finally began to gradually shed its turf, and the juice contained in the grass blades was also smoked into a little white, powder, and the essence of the clover was finally successfully refined by Ye Yang, a rookie.

In the narrow cave, the flames in the Danding are reflected on the mountain wall, and the teeth and claws are constantly beating. Ye Yang stared intently at the churning flames in the Danding, his slightly pale face was densely covered with beads of sweat, alchemy for a long time was an extremely consuming work of soul power and true qi, and Ye Yang's soul realm at this time was only the realm of the early stage of the Great Soul Master, and he refined the human-level low-grade pill for the first time, and compared with the alchemists of other early stages, it was difficult to have any advantages in terms of strength and durability, so it was not easy for him to insist on alchemy in front of the Danding for nearly two hours.

Ye Yang looked at Dan Dingzhong with a tired expression, seeing that he had successfully refined the clover into white powder again, knowing that he had reached the limit, his body began to tremble constantly, and cold sweat flowed on his face, Ye Yang's shoulders that were trying to maintain balance suddenly stepped down, and his body was like a loss of strength, lying on the cold ground softly, panting heavily, his chest was constantly rising and falling, and his whole body was sore, and now he didn't even bother to move a finger.

"At this time, the effect should be the best. ”

Ye Yang, who was lying on the ground like soft mud, muttered to himself.

After laziness and diligence fought in his heart for a moment, Ye Yang had to sit up with a reluctant wail, his trembling hands posing with his cultivation handprints, and then slowly closed his eyes.

After closing his eyes and cultivating for nearly an hour, the cyclone in Ye Yang's body, which was dim due to the depletion of true qi, finally emitted a bright luster again, and this time the halo seemed to be a little brighter than a few hours ago. The soul power has also been fully recovered, and it is also a little stronger than before.

Slowly opened his eyes, the sour and numb feeling of powerlessness in his whole body also retreated by more than half, twisted his neck, and the sound of bones colliding made Ye Yang breathe a sigh of relief.

His gaze shifted to the dozen or so jade boxes placed in front of Danding, which were filled with pale white powder extracted from clover, which were the results of his previous efforts.

Looking at the jade box from left to right, the pale white color is getting more and more intense, and when it comes to the last jade box, the white powder in it has almost reached the texture of pure white.

Looking at this extremely obvious progress, Ye Yang felt a lot better. Immediately, he shook his head with a wry smile, after the painful alchemy process before, Ye Yang finally understood that those rumored alchemy masters just stretched out their palms and burned them casually, and the pills that made countless people crazy were hotly baked, such a simple process also left Ye Yang with the impression that alchemy was extremely easy, but now that he had made it himself, he knew that this thing was even more tiring than hard work to move ore. Now I understand, it seems to be a little late, so Ye Yang can only sigh depressedly, sit in front of Danding again, and begin to refine the essence of several other medicinal materials.

With the previous experience of refining clover, this time Ye Yang was obviously much easier, after burning more than a dozen elixirs, he finally succeeded in refining the things needed for the Tempering Pill from the remaining medicinal materials. Ye Yang knew that the next step was Ning Dan, and this was a very critical step.

Ye Yang once again put the essence of the clover into the Danding, and his soul power worked hard to control the temperature of the Danhuo, slowly smoking, and the white powder slowly turned into a light red viscous liquid. Under the continuous smoking, the viscous liquid gradually turned into a dark red paste shape.

Ye Yang carefully observed the dark red paste in the medicine tripod with his soul power, Ye Yang hesitated slightly, and threw other materials into it one after another.

The essence of other alchemy materials entered the medicine tripod, but there was no change, and the powder was bouncing back and forth in the Dan fire, but it was unwilling to merge into the dark red paste as desired.

"The resistance of various materials to temperature is different, so I must learn to control the temperature of the Danhuo anywhere in the Ding as I like, where the low temperature is needed, I have to suppress the Danhuo, and where the high temperature is needed, I have to release the suppression to increase the temperature of the Danhuo..."

Looking at the alchemy materials that refused to be fused, Ye Yang had a clear understanding and said silently in his heart.

Licking his dry lips, Ye Yang hurriedly divided a few clusters of soul power, and tried his best to control the temperature of the Danhuo for each ingredient to be different.

"Bang..."

With the release of soul power suppressing the temperature of the Danhuo, a cluster of uncontrolled Danhuo soared up, and in just a moment, a piece of alchemy material was burned to ashes, and Ye Yang, who was so frightened that he was in a cold sweat, hurriedly divided a trace of soul power and suppressed it desperately.

On the one hand, the soul power has to maintain the flame temperature on one side, and on the other hand, it has to raise the flame temperature on the other side, this kind of multi-purpose requirement really gives Ye Yang a headache. However, after several dangerous situations, Ye Yang finally calmed down from his hurry, touched the cold sweat on his forehead, and exhaled deeply, and the little true qi left in his body was all poured into the fire.

A piece of alchemy material from powder into liquid medicine, slowly fused with other liquid medicine, and then through the Dan fire incessantly smoked, slowly turned into a puddle of paste, Ye Yang then used his soul power to divide this puddle of paste into more than a dozen parts, pinched into irregular spheres, and slowly smoked with the fire of the dantian again.

After about another hour, Ye Yang finally withdrew the dantian fire, only to see that there were more than ten dark red pills in his palm, exuding a strong fragrance.

"Haha, I've finally succeeded, I'm an alchemist now!"

Looking at the Refining Body Pill that he had worked so hard to successfully refine, Ye Yang's heart felt a sense of accomplishment, and he laughed loudly and shouted excitedly.