What's this...... After careful study yesterday, I realized that this incense is indeed a bit special, and there must be far more materials used in it than I thought, and there seems to be some ore powder in it, and I will not be able to see what it is for a while." Uzan sighed.

When Yuan Ming heard this, although he had expected it, he still frowned slightly.

"Hehe, don't worry, Xiaoyou, I want my Wusang family to make incense for generations, with my thirty years of experience in making incense, as long as I spend a little effort to continue research, I can always find out the formula, today I will teach you the basic process of making incense. There's a charge for this, too." Wusang naturally saw the change in Yuan Ming's expression, smiled a little embarrassedly, rubbed his hands and said.

"Of course, this is also an intangible wealth, how much money do you have?" Yuan Ming nodded.

Usang asked for ten silver coins, and after paying for them, he began to lecture one by one and listened attentively.

Usang is not a family heirloom skills, in the incense making does have a unique opinion, although its people seem to be a few scattered, but when it comes to incense making, it is like a change of person, not only the eloquence is quite good, the explanation is also quite clear and easy to understand.

Yuan Ming's memory is different from ordinary people, and his learning progress is quite fast, and in less than two days, he roughly understands the incense-making process inherited by the Wusang family.

Incense making has sunning, steaming, boiling, cannoning, frying, broiling, baking, grinding, and finally pressing and forming, each step needs to master certain skills, the materials used are different, these steps are also different, and it is indeed necessary to learn over the years to master.

But as an immortal cultivator, Yuan Ming could have done many things that mortals couldn't do, and he easily mastered the steps of making incense.

Jiuli Temple is full of incense, and has its own incense-making workshop, all kinds of incense-making raw materials, just pay for it, which gives him great convenience.

Within a few days of Yuan Ming's attempts, he made the first incense stick, which contained several possible materials that Wu Sang had guessed, and as for the other parts, he added them according to his own ideas.

This incense stick is earthy yellow, and the smell is similar to that of black incense, but the appearance is very different.

Yuan Ming was in the wing, summoned the incense burner, inserted the yellow incense, and tried to light it.

The bright yellow flame enveloped the yellow incense, and the incense head rose with green smoke, but the incense burner did not react, no different from the results of the previous attempt.

Yuan Ming didn't have any hope for this, pulled out the yellow incense and threw it into the copper basin next to him, and continued to try a new recipe.

Half a day later, he made a new incense stick with a pale yellow color, and tried to light it again, but it still ended in failure.

In one of the rooms of the workshop, Usang carefully poured a red powder into a small bowl containing half a bowl of transparent mucus.

He threw another gray powder into it, followed by a third material.

In a matter of moments, the transparent slime turned grayish-black.

Uzan nodded thoughtfully, and took the burning candle next to him, letting the flame touch the slime lightly.

The gray-black slime immediately burst into flames, rising into azure flames.

Wu Sang took out a small bag from his arms, and there was a small section of black incense inside, which was Yuan Ming's black incense.

He caught the black incense with his clip and approached the bowl into the flames.

The azure flames glowed purple, and there was a faint spicy aroma in the air.

"This black incense should have something similar to a spice stone in it, but it seems to be a little different......" Uusan withdrew the clip along with the remaining black incense, a hint of hesitation flashed across his face.

He took a nearby book and added a stroke to it.

There are six materials recorded in the book, four of which are only rough guesses, and the other two include spice stones, although there is a certain degree of certainty, but I feel a little uncertain.

"What the hell! This black incense is as hard as iron, and the ingredients in it are so strange that I don't know where that kid got it!" Wu Sang scolded a few words unwillingly, to this day, he has no complete grasp of the ingredients of black incense, which was impossible to happen in the past.

For the first time in his life, he had doubts about his ability to make incense, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for the Haikou he boasted about at first

, with some remorse.

"No matter, try these six materials!" After pacing back and forth in the house for a few laps, Uzan quickly made up his mind.

Judging from his many years of experience working with spices, there should be about a dozen materials to make this strange black incense, and if he can find out half of them, he can start trying to imitate them.

Now that I have a preliminary judgment anyway, how do I know if I can make it if I don't try, maybe it's really successful?

But before he could do it, he had to go and have a meeting with Yuan Ming.

Wu Sang got up and came to the outside of Yuan Ming's residence.

"Yuan Xiaoyou, I already have a ...... for that black incense," he said, pushing open the door.

In the middle of his words, his voice suddenly muted.

Inside the house, Yuan Ming was holding a bunch of reddish incense sticks, slightly fumigating on the candle flame, doing the final molding step.

"You made this incense?" Usan's mouth opened slightly.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that the micro-red incense that Yuan Ming was holding at the moment was quite perfect, and the production process was not much inferior to him.

"Hehe, after reading the book and receiving the guidance of a famous teacher, I have become a little familiar with incense making in the past few days." Yuan Ming said with a slight smile.

Uzan listened to it and didn't know what to say.

As a result, when his eyes swept the copper basin beside Yuan Ming again, he saw that there were four or five incense sticks lying inside, some of which had been broken, but the fineness was much different from the one in Yuan Ming's hand.

Wu Sang's eyes couldn't help but widen, Yuan Ming had already made so much incense, it meant that this person was extremely intelligent.

You must know that although I am not as hard working as my parents, I also started since I was a child, and it took me ten years to achieve something, and then it took another 20 years to achieve today's achievements.

Although the incense-making process seems simple, it is a technical work that takes time to study, but in just a few days, it was mastered by the boy who was less than twenty years old in front of him?

This is the second frontal blow he has received in recent days, in addition to being unable to figure out the composition of the black incense.

"Mr. Uzsan, what are you thinking?" Yuan Ming's voice came again, pulling Wu Sang back from his stunned state.

"Ahem, no...... It's nothing. There are six kinds of black incense materials, and two of them are more certain, and in my experience, I can start to try to make them, so I will tell you."

Wusang coughed lightly, handed Yuan Ming a piece of paper to record the ingredients, and said.

"Mr. Ussan's knowledge of spices is indeed extraordinary, but you might as well leave the imitation to me, and you can continue to research the ingredients of black incense and strive for more progress." Yuan Ming was overjoyed, took out a small bag of coins and handed it to the other party.

"It's fine. With your current incense-making skills, there is probably no problem in imitating them. This will allow me to concentrate on finding out what the black incense is in." Wu Sang flipped the money bag, and after putting it away happily, although he had no confidence in the follow-up further investigation, he still responded with a hard head.

"Then please Mr. Usan!" Yuan Ming said.

Wusang didn't stay long, and told Yuan Ming about his speculation about the six materials, as well as his understanding of the black incense in the process, and left some of the six materials together, and then left.

That night, Yuan Ming used these two more likely materials, as well as four materials that were just guesses, to make a new incense stick, which still ended in failure.

Yuan Ming was not discouraged and continued to try.

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Yuan Ming's room was filled with a strong smell of spices, and the table next to him was full of discarded incense sticks, at least a hundred.

At this moment, he is engrossed in making a new incense.

After this period of exploration, although Usan has made some progress in the black incense material, and compared with the previous one, he has proposed four possible materials, but he only has a greater grasp of two of them, and the other two are still just speculations.

There is still no material that I am completely sure of.

However, after all, Wusang has been immersed in making incense for many years, and has tried his best to find several kinds of black incense for its appearance, smell and appearance

It is a rare high-grade spice, so that the incense refined is getting closer and closer to black incense.

This also raised a lot of hope in Yuan Ming's heart.

The new scent is quickly completed, presenting a jet-black color, which is no different from the black fragrance in terms of appearance and smell.

Yuan Ming took out the incense burner, inserted new incense with his hands and feet, and couldn't wait to light it with a candle.

A little red light lit up on the new incense, and the Tai Chi pattern on the incense burner shone brightly.

Yuan Ming's heart fluttered, but his expression was still calm, staring at the red light on the top of Xinxiang.

The red light flickered, and immediately faded away, like a meteor.

Yuan Ming sighed, a trace of disappointment flashing undisguised in his eyes.

After so much time, the incense sticks he made were never able to trigger a change in the Tai Chi pattern.

According to Wusang's prompts and combined with the experience he had summed up, he had changed no less than twenty or thirty kinds of high-grade materials in a row, and almost tried all the incense-making materials in the temple, but there was still no progress.

However, as an immortal cultivator, Yuan Ming also realized from another angle.

He guessed that the materials of black incense may not be ordinary, and the materials here are ordinary and mundane, and it is impossible to make the same incense in a short time.

If one or both of the materials of the black incense can be identified, progress may be made.

"What could it be?" Yuan Ming frowned, pondering and meditating.

The mysterious incense burner was obtained by accident in southern Xinjiang, and the material of black incense should also be something from southern Xinjiang.

"Southern Xinjiang is vast, this place is the northern region of southern Xinjiang, close to the Great Jin Dynasty, the southern region of southern Xinjiang is larger than the northern region, I don't know how much, do you want to visit other ethnic groups in the southern region in the future?" A thought suddenly popped into Yuan Ming's mind, and then he shook his head.

There are thousands of substances in the world, can't you try the same?

This black incense is so powerful when it is lit, the material must be extraordinary, you can't go to a master who is proficient in refining to help analyze the ingredients, I'm afraid that the secret of this incense can't be kept.

Yuan Ming tossed and turned for a long time and took out the black incense, but it was not in the incense burner, but put it in front of him and watched it carefully.

He was calm, his eyes were fixed on the black incense, and his divine sense was also shrouded in the black incense, not wanting to let go of any detail.

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