In the past few years, Si Mingqin Zhen and Master Yuheng have learned from each other, revised many formulas, and raised alchemy medicine to a higher level.

Not only did they forge a new path, but they made a major breakthrough in the field of powerful aura, allowing Muliu to get his wish. It also removes the turnips, corrects the errors, and makes the process of refining soul incense more perfect.

Si Mingqin really didn't choose a venue, and directly refined medicine in the hall of the other courtyard.

Before he started, he calculated the exact amount of various materials according to the formula of the soul incense, and made up for the deficiency with more than he lost, and then directly extracted the essence of various materials with his powerful divine thoughts.

Zhu Yusu, Misty Ridge Blood Vine, Heart of Thorns, and Cold Mountain Silver Moon Elderberry were all transformed into liquid at the same time, with different colors and blooming brilliance.

The black lotus flower turned into a cloud of mist, pure as the night darkness, exuding the aura of death, gathering but not dispersing.

And the blue flame berries turned into a cold blue flame.

Si Mingqin really strictly followed the designed process, sent these essences into a special furnace made of pure gold, added an appropriate amount of light dust and void salt, and the bone powder of the corresponding soul beast that perfectly fit the Nine Palaces Qinglian Spirit Array, controlled the temperature and pressure in the furnace, fine-tuned it with divine thoughts, and poured it with all his heart, meticulously.

The news of Si Mingqin's true refining of soul incense soon spread in the mansion, and many clansmen rushed to visit the courtyard when they heard the news and had a glimpse of it.

Mu Liu, Si Minghuai'an, and Cai Bo stayed by Si Mingqinzhen's side, observing and making sure he was not disturbed.

There are four qualities of soul incense, from low to high, the inferior eight taels of gold, the lower grade three-inch moonlight, the upper grade two-foot Qiongyu and the best one-cut incense.

Seventy or eighty percent of the soul incense circulating on the market is the one with the lowest quality, and because its price has been controlled by the seven major families at about eight gold immortal shells, it has the name of eight taels of gold.

For the aristocracy, just eight golden immortal shells are not enough to worry about.

But for ordinary civilians, eight Golden Immortal Shells was still a huge amount. And the price of three-inch moonshine has doubled, which is three or four times that of eight taels of gold, and the common people dare not expect it.

The two-foot Qiongyu is a rare treasure, and has always been the darling of auction houses around the world, and the price fluctuates greatly, generally starting with a hundred golden fairy shells.

As for the best incense, the world only hears its name, and there are few people who have really seen it.

Refining soul incense is a delicate process that requires luck, and there are many uncontrollable factors, even if you use the best furnace tools, it can only reduce the probability of eight taels of gold and three inches of moonshine.

It is often said that the quality of soul incense is related to the heart of the pharmacist.

There are also many mythical rumors, saying that refining soul incense will damage the life of the pharmacist, and even die, and if this kind of excellent incense is refined, it will also induce a catastrophe.

Obsessed with alchemy and herbalism, Mu Liu had a very comprehensive knowledge of the relevant in his mind, so he naturally scoffed at these fallacies that came out of nothing.

In the past six years, Si Mingqin's true words and deeds have been enough for him to grow from a layman to a senior pharmacist, he knows what to do to improve the quality of soul incense, as long as it is operated properly, it can completely avoid defective products such as eight taels of gold.

Si Mingqin Zhen had refined soul incense several times in the Misty Valley.

It's just that every time it comes out, it's two feet of Qiongyu, and a small amount of three-inch moonlight.

The soul incense that Si Mingqin Zhen refined this time, no matter what the quality was, was for Mu Liu.

This time the materials were very well prepared, according to the quantitative standards on the market, as well as Si Mingqin Zhen's previous experience, Mu Liu felt that he could refine at least nine two-foot Qiongyu and two pots of three-inch moonlight.

However, Mu Liu was still very much looking forward to Si Mingqin really creating a miracle and breaking the myth created by Master Yuheng, so that he became inexplicably nervous.

Si Minghuai'an and Cai Bo's thoughts were similar to Mu Liu's, and they wanted to see if Si Mingqin Zhen could add the name of a pharmacist master today.

The clansmen who came to visit Si Mingqin's true incense refining held their breath one by one, consciously kept quiet, and waited patiently.

No matter what kind of grievances Tiemuya and the clan have had in the past thousand years, they are all named by the same surname, and the same bloodline flows in their bodies.

The comprehensive strength of Beihai Si Ming is inferior to the seven major families, only above the Qiushan Luo clan, and there is an insurmountable gap with the Saixia Liancheng, the Bird Painting Feng Family, the Dongting Gu Clan, and the Tongjiang Yu Clan, which is inferior to the thin Duguang Changkong, and there has not been a great mage who has been promoted to the Mahayana realm in the past five hundred years.

Although the seven major families claim to be in the same spirit, they have never stopped fighting openly and secretly and calculating each other.

Beihai Si Ming needs a strong man in the Mahayana realm to support the façade and fight for more voice in the Academy Palace and the Holy White Council.

Whether he wants to or not, Si Mingqin is really the hope of the entire family.

If Si Mingqin really refined a broken incense in the clan mansion, if this news spread, the family's alchemy industry would inevitably usher in a turnaround and get out of the trough of many years.

Moreover, Si Mingqin really did not hide his secrets, and the mages present could observe his techniques with the help of their divine senses, and get inspiration from them, which couldn't help but make people sincerely admire.

About an hour later, the light of the pure gold furnace overflowed.

There are quite a few people who haven't reacted for a while, and don't realize what this means.

Mu Liu breathed a sigh of relief, laughed, rushed forward with an arrow step, picked up a purple gold gourd from the table next to him and handed it to Si Mingqin Zhen.

Collecting soul incense as the last process is also very sophisticated in the pharmacist's technique, and there is no room for any mistakes, otherwise it will fall short, and the treasures bought at a great price will be wasted.

Eight taels of gold are as hard as a stubborn stone, will not volatilize, and can be held directly by hand.

The three-inch moonlight is like flowing water, which is easily volatile.

The two-foot jade is like nephrite in the dark, and when the light turns into water, it melts into the air when it encounters it.

As the name suggests, a broken incense is like smoke and mist, and it is spiritual, difficult to catch.

Si Mingqin Zhen took the purple gold gourd in his hand and turned the top cover of the alchemy furnace with his divine thoughts, revealing a small hole.

Immediately afterward, a glorious cloud of smoke slowly floated out, turning into a black lotus.

Its rhizome is still connected to the stove, swaying from side to side, as if to probe the surrounding environment, the camera acts.

Mu Liu felt that if this little thing noticed anything unusual nearby, it would immediately retract into the furnace ding.

However, Si Mingqin had already secretly cast a spell to isolate the breath of everyone present, including himself and Mu Liu, and successfully deceived the detection of a broken incense.

After a while, the tail of a broken incense broke away from the alchemy furnace and transformed into a small snake, swimming around the top of the furnace.

At this time, Si Mingqin really stretched out his left hand and grabbed it with a false gesture.

A small hand that was born of reality suddenly appeared out of thin air and caught the little snake.

No matter how the little snake struggled, he couldn't break free from the palm that Si Mingqin had conjured up.

In the end, Si Mingqin really sent it into the purple gold gourd, sealed it, and handed it over to Mu Liu.

Mu Liumei smiled, like a treasure.

Subsequently, I don't know what spell Si Mingqin really cast, and the surrounding sky suddenly disappeared, and the entire courtyard was pitch black, which scared several young children into tears.

When the night receded, the top lid of the alchemy furnace floated in the air, and three transparent glass bottles and seven mutton fat white jade bottles appeared in Mu Liu's arms.

He grinned and laughed like a little fool who had picked up a big bargain.

"How long is it worth?" asked Mu Liu with a smile.

Si Mingqin really tapped his forehead with his fingers, and scolded with a smile: "Count it yourself!"