"Within half an hour after three o'clock in the afternoon, the effect of this tripod can be brought into play, and the conditions are limited, so the copper pestle is used as the pestle to pound the medicine......"

Lin Xing's spiritual power in his body was slowly consumed, he pinched the trick with his fingers, chanted the words, and shot four spiritual lights one after another towards the Wuwu Ding, and then put it down.

I saw that after Wuwu Ding landed, it quickly became larger, and soon the space inside it turned into a circle of several feet, and the spiritual power fluctuated on the Ding's body.

Seeing this, Lin Xing put several kinds of medicinal materials into the Wuwu Ding one by one according to the envoys of the monarchs and ministers in his previous life, and then held a thick copper pestle and pounded it.

Soon, he made a puddle of jet-black medicinal mud.

"This ......"

Lin Xing, who realized that he had failed, poured out the black medicinal mud.

The black medicinal mud was very dry, and a lot of it was stuck in the ding, so Lin Xing cleaned up the ding, and then he hugged his arms and thought about it.

It's not right to do that.

Lin Xing recalled the method of the imperial envoy Wu Wuding and began to try again.

Once...... Again......

Soon the time of the day passed, and the day was waning, and there were piles of various colored medicinal mud in the small courtyard, and the sound of pounding medicine was still coming.

Lin Xing's expression at this time was extremely focused.

The half hour after three quarters of noon today was wasted by Lin Xing, but he was not without gain, he seemed to realize the key to refining medicine.

Lin Xing found that when he no longer mechanically pounded medicine, but kept observing the changes in medicinal materials with his divine sense, he could make progress every time he pounded medicine.

The flaw is that his divine sense is consumed too quickly, and his eyes are already a little black.

Fortunately, the strength of his divine soul was much stronger than his spiritual power cultivation, and it was better to hold on until his spiritual power was exhausted, so Lin Xing breathed a sigh of relief and stopped moving.

The sweat on his body was blown by the night wind, and the feeling of being cold made Lin Xing shrink his arms, he looked up at the moon, and boiled a pot of medicinal soup.

The appetite of the mouth, Lin Xing does not value it.

He pinched his nose and poured the medicinal soup into his stomach, sat cross-legged on the mat, and cultivated silently.

In less than two hours, Lin Xinghuo Ran opened his eyes.

"There's a play!"

Lin Xing's eyes lit up.

He found that the pot of medicinal soup he had boiled today had a slight effect on his cultivation of the Great Five Elements Condensing True Method, and this discovery made him very pleasantly surprised.

Lin Xing recalled the prescription.

This prescription was obtained from an old Chinese medicine doctor by his parents in his previous life, called Zhuang Gu Broth, which mainly treats dysplasia and hypochondriasis.

"Bone broth."

Lin Xing silently recited the name, and thanked the old Chinese medicine doctor in his previous life.

Without any interest in cultivating again, Lin Xing got up directly, sorted out all the medicinal materials, and made up thirty pairs of bone broth before sitting down with peace of mind.

At the beginning of the next morning, thunder was rolling.

The north wind blew rain clouds, lightning and thunder, bean-sized raindrops crackled and fell, and Lin Xing, who was cultivating, was awakened and looked at the rain curtain that was scattered.

The rain line changed from sparse to dense, and gradually the heaven and earth became one color, and the whole world turned into a water prison, Lin Xing sat in the stagnant water, and his expression seemed to have an understanding.

"Nature...... Nature......"

Lin Xing repeated these two words in his heart.

He vaguely knew that his mistake in refining medicine was in these two words.

The things created by heaven and earth are all based on their natural qualities, and if there is anything that does not conform to nature, it will not be able to exist in the world, and what he refines medicine should also be things created by nature, and if they are all according to his wishes, even if he is a scholar of heaven and man, he will never be able to achieve it.

Comprehend by analogy.

Lin Xing thought of the person who portrayed the jade slip, and left behind a few basic techniques, and was empowered.

The so-called 'one thought of the spiritual machine' is to let it be created naturally between this existence and absence, with intention but not intention, in order to peek into the creation of heaven and earth.

Lin Xing remembered the few basic techniques that he had been cultivating for months and still hadn't been able to achieve, he looked at the stagnant water on the ground and patted it down gently.

Airplanes......!

The raindrops within a few zhang around him, along with the stagnant water on the ground, trembled, and condensed into countless water bombs compressed to the extreme around Lin Xing's body.

Lin Xing waved his hand lightly in front of him, and these water bombs burst out, directly knocking the courtyard wall in the distance into a sieve, and then the dilapidated courtyard wall collapsed.

Puff puff......

The water bombs, which were compressed to the extreme, burst one after another, like small bombs, disrupting the rain curtain, and it took a few breaths before the fluctuations subsided.

Lin Xing's expression was neither happy nor sad.

The spiritual power in the body was only consumed by less than one-fifth at once.

His water bomb technique has directly crossed Xiaocheng and reached the point of Dacheng, he doesn't need to pinch the trick, he doesn't need to chant a spell, he can hit it casually.

If this spreads, it will surely shock the jaws of countless monks.

There are actually people who cultivate the Fa and can directly go from the beginning to the Dacheng?

This highlights the extraordinaryness of that jade slip, after all, only the four words 'one thought of the spiritual machine' are not known by the monks of a small sect.

……

It's been ten days in the blink of an eye.

The courtyard wall of the small courtyard has been repaired, and Lin Xing also asked the craftsmen to build a pavilion in the courtyard.

The red gold money in Lin Xing's storage bag has gone for a small half at this time, and the shopkeeper Liu of the inn is eager to call his grandfather directly when he sees Lin Xing now.

Shopkeeper Liu was worried that these cheap medicinal materials were not easy to sell, but he didn't expect to meet such a customer as Lin Xing, he didn't pick anything and didn't say anything, and he was very generous with money.

Lin Xing, who had a glimpse of the clever use, was no longer confined to the strength of the medicine, but pushed the boat along the river, pounding the medicine mud with absolutely stable spiritual power.

The output of spiritual power is like gurgling water, always maintained at a certain intensity, and he quietly observes it with his divine sense, but he does not exhaust the root of it.

It was noon, and spring was warm.

Lin Xing's forehead was sweating, the spiritual power in his body was bottoming out, and there were bursts of throbbing pain at the center of his eyebrows.

He knew that the consumption of these two days had reached the limit.

Holding on to the last few breaths, Lin Xing was already a little drowsy when he put down the medicine pestle.

He just sat next to Wuwu Ding, closed his eyes under the sun and breathed, but he never saw the magical scene that was happening in Wuwu Ding.

The medicinal mud he had worked so hard to pound up, under the pale golden fluctuations that flowed on Wuwu Dingding's body, gradually turned into pills, and it rolled like this.

Airplanes...... Airplanes......

Wu Wuding trembled for a while.

This medium-grade magic weapon was originally a vessel specializing in refining pills, and now in Lin Xing's hands, it was nourished by Lin Xing's spiritual power every day, and it finally exerted its wonder.

In the evening, Lin Xing opened his eyes.

After half a day of pranayama, the spiritual power in his body has recovered a little, and his eyebrows are no longer so swollen and painful, he got up to clean up the Wuwu Ding, but saw that there were dozens of pills lying quietly in the Wuwu Ding.

"Hmm!"

Lin Xing's heart beat violently.

These dozens of pills are golden-red, most of them are irregular oval, with an extremely faint medicinal fragrance, Lin Xing is not ambiguous, swallow one directly, and then put away all the others, and restore the Wuwu Ding to its original state, and put it in the storage bag.

Experiencing the warm medicinal power in the dantian, Lin Xing sat down and looked inward.

I saw that the golden-red pill, after Lin Xing devoured the abdomen, the medicinal power dispersed into his limbs and hundreds of remains, with the cultivation of the Great Five Elements Condensing True Magic Method, the medicinal power was carried for several weeks, and finally successfully turned into a wisp of spiritual power in his body, integrated into the five-colored lotus flower of the dantian.

By this time, two hours had passed.

"Hiss......"

Lin Xing opened his eyes, only to feel a slight tingling pain in the bones on his body, and gradually became a little warm.

"I didn't expect that this pill, in addition to being able to refine into a wisp of spiritual power, also has some effects of strengthening muscles and bones, so it's simply called a bone strengthening pill."

He figured it out.

This Bone Strengthening Pill needs to be refined for two hours, and the spiritual power that can be increased is about the same as his cultivation for two hours, which means that as long as there are enough Bone Strengthening Pills to eat, his cultivation speed can be doubled!

Of course, if he returned to the top of the Snow Peak now, this Bone Strengthening Pill would only increase his cultivation speed by about half, but it would be better than nothing.

After all, it's just cheap medicinal herbs.

The appearance of the Bone Strengthening Pill was most important to make Lin Xing realize that his method of refining medicine was feasible.

From this moment on, he had the confidence to try to refine pills with elixir.

"Alchemist."

Lin Xing's goal is clear.

At least he must have the ability to earn cultivation resources, otherwise he will waste his years like a friend.

He never wanted to be old and still hovering at the low level of condensation.

"Sooner or later, I will also fly to the sky and the earth, like Qin Lan, and travel hundreds of miles against the wind in a moment......" Lin Xing's eyes were scorching, and his pride suddenly rose.

He looked far away, looking at the vast world under the dark night, as if he was looking at some peerless beauty and peerless delicacies, and he yearned for it.