Chapter Twenty-Three: Alchemy

Transforming the ground fire, Ye Ming was already familiar with the road, so it didn't take a few minutes for a simple fire nozzle to be made by him.

The medicinal materials for refining the myelin cleansing pill were available in his desolate space, and he had obtained all kinds of medicinal herb seeds from the alchemy workshop of the Emperor's Dojo. Now, he's just spending a little time sowing them into the Flood Space.

"Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed!" Since it has been decided to refine the elixir, it is natural to deal with the trivial matters first, otherwise someone will come to disturb every once in a while, how can this marrow cleansing pill be refined!

found the old patriarch, and it took a lot of effort, coercion and temptation, and finally settled him.

"Whew!" exhaled a breath of turbidity, Ye Ming planned to open the furnace for alchemy as quickly as possible.

Guiyuan Dan He still has a lot here, in order to save time, he directly took out a handful of Guiyuan Dan and stuffed it into his mouth, and used his spiritual power to make it dissolve quickly......

Although Ye Ming has not participated in much of the Great Sun Floating Slaughter, it is best to use it to dissolve the excess medicinal power.

Due to the foundation of the first order, it was still very quick to recover his strength this time, but even so, it was still a waste of three days.

I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse, anyway, in the past three days, the great wizard who has made up his own ideas has been quietly greeted by Ye Ming several times.

If the Great Wizard Quanxia knows, as for whether he will jump up and fight with Ye Ming, it is unknown.

"Open the furnace, alchemy!" Returning to the first-order strength, Ye Ming can also not eat for a short time, but if he wants to reach the real Bigu, he must have the strength of the third order.

Although the old patriarch had already promised to cooperate with Ye Ming and not let anyone harass Ye Ming. However, you can't have the heart to harm others, and you can't have the heart to defend people!

Ye Ming quietly made a few hidden warning devices near the entrance of the cave, and then swaggered back to the vicinity of the fire mouth!

"Bang!" Void King Ding appeared at the location of the earth's fire mouth, and Ye Ming slowly adjusted the flame to the most stable state.

Before refining the Purifying Pill, Ye Ming had to let himself first have the strength of a third-grade alchemist. This may be an extremely difficult height for others to reach, but for Ye Ming, who has a desolate space, this difficulty coefficient can be reduced by several times.

At least, he saved a lot of time in the purification process. And refining the waste elixir, he doesn't have to worry about where to go, just throw it into the wasteland, let him decompose it by himself, although the decomposition time is a little longer, but this time, for an alchemist, it is simply negligible.

Time passed slowly, Ye Ming had not come out since he entered the cave, and he devoted himself to studying alchemy techniques. Unless you are really sleepy and can't hold on, go to the desolate space to meditate and adjust your state, and then enter the alchemy state again.

It was precisely because of his strength to risk his life that Ye Ming's alchemy had achieved a growth rate of thousands of miles.

At this time, Ye Ming's surroundings were full of bottles and jars, there were tens of thousands, and each container was filled with pills, and most of these pills were mainly for improving cultivation.

In addition, the desolate space is also stuffed with waste pills, which are slowly being decomposed.

The third-grade alchemist, Ye Ming reached it as early as three days ago, the reason why he hadn't opened the furnace to refine the marrow cleansing pill was to improve the success rate of the middle grade pill, otherwise he wouldn't have to work so hard at all in this month's time.

Today, Ye Ming can almost guarantee that in every furnace of pills, there is a medium-grade pill. Such a pill formation rate and the quality of the pill were enough to make those super sect chief alchemists embarrassed to the point of being unable to extricate themselves.

Taking out a black jade slip, Ye Ming once again familiarized himself with the pill recipe of the Cleansing Pill, and then clearly imprinted each step in his brain!

"Pulp Cleansing Pill ......" Ye Ming adjusted his state and finally began to refine the first furnace of Pulp Cleansing Pill.

Whether it is the milk pulp, the main medicine of the Myelin Washing Pill, or the big adjuvant medicine, Ye Ming has already been purified.

"Melt!" With one hand, Ye Ming drank softly, and hundreds of purified herbs were thrown into the Void King Ding by Ye Ming one after another.

"Bang!" When the last adjuvant was thrown into the Void King Ding, the medicine Ding snapped together.

Ye Ming's eyes were slightly closed, and his consciousness was firmly locked on each herb, for fear that there would be a little mistake.

"Puff ......" In the middle of the Void King Ding, there was a sudden soft sound, like a flat tire. Immediately after, a strong smell of burnt paste came out.

First attempt, failure!

Although the teacher was unfavorable, Ye Ming's face did not have any emotional fluctuations. He poured aside the medicinal residue in the Void King Ding, cleaned the Void King Ding, and put it back on the fire mouth.

"Melt!"

Ye Ming drank softly, the second furnace, start again!

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Time passed slowly, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated at the entrance of the cave, completely hiding the traces of the warning devices set up by Ye Ming.

There is no time in the cave, and Ye Ming, who is immersed in alchemy, has completely forgotten time!

"Bang!" Ye Ming slapped the Void King Ding, and the Ding lid flew high.

A faint medicinal fragrance drifted along Wang Ding, and the entire cave was full of non-existent danxiang.

Ignoring the scorching heat in the Void King Ding, Ye Ming hurriedly looked at the bottom.

"Hey, top grade?" Ye Ming thought it would be good to be able to appear a middle grade pill, but unexpectedly, a top grade pill actually appeared.

"Two hundred and eighty-six!" Ye Ming muttered to himself.

So far, Ye Ming has successfully refined more than 200 marrow cleansing pills, and unexpectedly, there are only nineteen middle grade pills, and most of the others are lower grade pills. However, the high-grade pill that was finally refined completely made up for the lack of quality of this huge number of lower-grade marrow cleansing pills.

Alchemy, Ye Ming's alchemy skills can be said to be growing at a rapid rate of thousands of miles a day, just ask, which sect can withstand his such a large amount of profligacy, refining at all regardless of the cost.

Not only that, Ye Ming's strength actually faintly showed signs of breaking through to the middle of the first order.

As soon as his palm flipped, Ye Ming's hand suddenly had an extra pill, which was the inferior marrow cleansing pill that he had just refined not long ago.

Although this stone cave is a good alchemy holy place, it is not suitable for cultivation.

But right now, if you take the Cleansing Pill, you may not know what kind of situation will happen, and if you return to the village, maybe it may bring unnecessary trouble?

Sending the Pulp Cleansing Pill into the mouth, without even chewing it at all, the Pulp Cleansing Pill immediately turned into a hot stream, quickly dissolving into every inch of Ye Ming's muscles, muscles, veins and bones.

"Three-attribute spiritual root!" Ye Ming was stunned, although the three-attribute spiritual root was taller than his own four-attribute spiritual root, but it was still not the most ideal spiritual root attribute in Ye Ming's mind.

Because of the Wind Thunder Escape and the Transformation Spell, what Ye Ming hopes for most is the Ice Thunder or Wind Thunder Dual-Attribute Spirit Root, so that the power of the Wind Thunder Escape can be maximized, and the power of the Transformation Spell can be perfected!