Zhao Feiyu casually held a handful of herbs in his hand and stuffed them into his mouth.

A stream of pure grass and wood aura poured into Zhao Feiyu's body, and before the Guiru Spirit Vein could react, those grass and tree aura was transformed into spiritual power flames by Zhao Feiyu.

The jade tripod was being scorched by the aura flames at the moment, and there were several medicinal herbs in the jade tripod.

The herbs had melted into liquid, bubbling and bubbling, and the scent of plants wafted through the hut.

As Zhao Feiyu used his divine sense to control the strength of the spiritual power flame very subtly, the medicinal liquid in the jade tripod also began to gradually condense, and even began to gradually become solid.

After a while, Zhao Feiyu's expression was overjoyed, and the spiritual power flame was instantly withdrawn.

"It's done!" Zhao Feiyu looked towards the jade tripod and saw a round pill lying in the jade tripod, exuding bursts of fragrant breath.

Zhao Feiyu didn't even care about burning his hands, and hurriedly put the pill in his hand.

Zhao Feiyu poured the pill back and forth with his left and right hands, while observing the pill.

"Finally one has been refined!" This was the first time that Zhao Feiyu had truly refined an elixir, not an elixir refined by Gu Xuan's mysterious means.

The surface of this elixir was smooth, and Zhao Feiyu could feel that it contained the aura of plants and trees, and it was also mixed with other breaths.

Obviously, this kind of alchemy technique has allowed a lot of the aura in the herbs to escape, and it has never been able to retain almost all the aura of plants and trees like Gu Xuan's method.

But this pill was the first pill that Zhao Feiyu had refined after all, and he completely relied on himself.

"It seems that I am not unable to refine ordinary pills." Zhao Feiyu finally breathed a sigh of relief towards the pile of pitch-black medicine residue next to the muddy platform.

The medicinal herbs in this thatched hut had been consumed by Zhao Feiyu, and there were only a few somewhat withered herbs left.

Zhao Feiyu pinched the pill and couldn't help muttering, "Could it be that I'm really not suitable for refining pills?" ”

Zhao Feiyu thought for a moment, took out a pill full of herbs and trees from the yellow clay furnace, put it in his mouth and chewed it heavily.

An extremely rich aura of plants and trees flowed like a trickle in Zhao Feiyu's limbs.

The feeling of exhaustion in Zhao Feiyu's body was swept away in an instant, and he regained his mental strength.

Zhao Feiyu couldn't help but marvel at the extremely amazing medicinal power of this elixir, no wonder those heaven-level herbs were so precious, they could be snatched by the world, and they could become the foundation of many families.

And the pills refined by Zhao Feiyu through this method even condensed all the herbs and trees of a heaven-level herb together, and it can be said that the pills refined by Zhao Feiyu gathered all the essences of heaven-level herbs.

If the elixir refined by Zhao Feiyu was known to the monks in the outside world, it would inevitably lead to a bloody battle.

"Such a simple alchemy, refining a pill is so difficult, no wonder that the Cuiwei alchemy is not exchanged by a monk, it has no effect at all, it can be said that it will not work at all in the real world." Zhao Feiyu couldn't help but sigh, he didn't exchange the Cuiwei alchemy technique to really want to cultivate this spell, but to use this spell to cover the elixir he had refined through Gu Xuan's means, otherwise the kind of elixir that Zhao Feiyu had refined, if other monks interrogated him, he would not be able to explain it clearly, and it would inevitably cause great trouble at that time.

"Using the aura of plants and trees to refine the elixir containing the aura of plants and trees is equivalent to taking off your pants and farting." Zhao Feiyu recited the Cuiwei alchemy technique, and couldn't help but sigh, "It won't work at all." ”

Zhao Feiyu looked at the pill he had refined through ordinary alchemy and threw it into his mouth.

When he chewed it, only wisps of spiritual energy poured into Zhao Feiyu's body.

Although that elixir also contains some aura, and the taste is quite fragrant, compared to the elixir refined by Gu Xuan's means, it is simply a heaven and an earth, and there is no comparison at all.

"I have to say that the methods of the ancient head are so clever, even the methods of alchemy are so subtle, far from being comparable to those alchemists of the Wind Spirit Sect, even if it is the Zhao Peak Lord of the Fourth Peak, I am afraid that the attainments of alchemy are not worthy of Gu Xuan's shoes." Zhao Feiyu rubbed his chin and couldn't help but think.

Zhao Feiyu also tried to use the jade tripod to refine the pill, but it was obvious that the jade tripod seemed to be unable to carry Gu Xuan's means, and it was impossible to refine that kind of pill at all.

And only the unpretentious-looking yellow clay furnace could cooperate with Gu Xuan's methods to refine the elixir.

Thinking of this, Zhao Feiyu once again put all the pills in the yellow clay furnace in the identity ring, and then placed the yellow clay furnace on the clay platform.

The yellow clay oven was unpretentious, the surface was extremely rough, and there were some dark traces underneath, which were the traces left by Zhao Feiyu's use of firewood to bake the yellow clay stove before.

If this yellow clay oven is placed in the outside world, it will inevitably be regarded as a guy used to cook in an ordinary farmer's house, and he would never have thought that any monk would regard this yellow clay oven as his own natal weapon, let alone why this yellow clay oven made of ordinary materials can be contained in the sea of souls.

And Zhao Feiyu looked at the yellow clay stove, and he couldn't understand these questions.

He only knew that if he sacrificed this yellow clay furnace, he was afraid that it would make those sect disciples laugh loudly.

Zhao Feiyu couldn't help but rub the yellow clay furnace, although this yellow clay furnace was extremely inconspicuous, and even the material was only the yellow mud that Zhao Feiyu dug up casually in the Spider Demon Beast Valley, but it was like an indestructible magic weapon.

When facing the incarnation of the wind dragon in the Divine Soul Illusion, no matter how much divine power the wind dragon had, it had never shattered the yellow clay furnace.

If it is said that everything in the Divine Soul Illusion is an illusion, when Zhao Feiyu faced the sword cultivation of the Divine Eagle Sect, he was really fighting in the real world, and Zhao Feiyu also relied on this yellow clay furnace to block a sharp blow, and this yellow clay furnace was never broken.

Zhao Feiyu fiddled with the yellow clay furnace and found a sword mark left by the Condor Sword Cultivator on the yellow clay furnace.

The sword mark only penetrated half an inch deep into the yellow clay furnace, and it never destroyed the entire yellow clay furnace.

"This guy is really porcelain." Zhao Feiyu couldn't help but sigh.

"If you don't, you're in trouble." Sander's voice suddenly sounded, "If I'm not mistaken, this yellow clay stove should be your natal weapon, right?" ”

Before Zhao Feiyu could answer, Sang De continued, "The old man has been cultivating for countless years, to be honest, this is the first time I've seen your natal magic weapon, and it really opened the old man's eyes, it's really not easy." ”

Hearing Sander's words, Zhao Feiyu's face was black, but he had nothing to say.

This yellow clay stove doesn't seem to be a monk's natal artifact.

The natal weapons of other monks are mainly swords, or heavy weapons such as treasure seals.

After those monks sacrificed these weapons, they all exuded bursts of brilliance, looking extremely gorgeous and full of oppression.

And Zhao Feiyu's natal weapon looks so unpretentious, it doesn't even look like a weapon, but like a guy used for cooking.

"The natal weapon is still very important, and your current cultivation is still too weak to understand the true meaning of it." Sander opened his mouth and said, "Those natal weapons can be said to carry the monk's Tao and a part of the power, the two are complementary to each other, with the help of the power of the natal weapon, the monk's combat power can skyrocket, and provide the monk with many means of attack and defense, which is an indispensable part of a monk." ”

"And when you break through every great realm, you will have a strong heaven and earth power and laws blessed around your body, and at this time, if you can imprint those laws of heaven and earth on the natal weapon, you can greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of the natal weapon. When you reach the next level, you will be able to understand what I have said. Sander explained, "It's just that you yellow clay stove, I really can't figure it out, are you sure you want to use this as your natal weapon?" I don't think it can even carry the laws of heaven and earth, and it will crumble when it is branded, but this yellow clay furnace is your natal weapon, and once the natal weapon is broken, you will also be hit hard. ”

Zhao Feiyu hurriedly said, "But the ancient head said, it doesn't matter now, as long as I reach a higher realm, I can replace my natal weapon." ”

"Yes." "But you're still 108,000 miles away from that realm, and before you set foot in that realm, you have to use the Yellow Clay Furnace as your natal weapon." ”

Hearing Sander's words, Zhao Feiyu sighed helplessly, not knowing what to say.

"Cultivate well, young man." "Although the process is extremely difficult, when you stand in that state through many difficulties, it is naturally a different situation. ”

When Zhao Feiyu heard Sander's words, he had the feeling of listening to the teacher's teaching when he was in school.

But Zhao Feiyu was also quite helpless, and at this moment, he wanted to change his natal weapon, but it was to no avail.

Zhao Feiyu sighed, and once again activated the spiritual power flame, and threw the remaining few withered and dilapidated herbs into the yellow clay furnace to refine them.

A scent of grass and trees wafted out from the yellow clay oven.

After a while, Zhao Feiyu took out the pill that had been refined in the yellow clay furnace, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

Although the quality of the herbs used in the pill that Zhao Feiyu had refined before was much better than the quality of the withered and dilapidated herbs just now, the pill refined through the yellow clay furnace was far from comparable to the pill refined by ordinary means.

The aura of plants and trees contained in this elixir is much more sufficient, and not a single trace of aura of plants and trees is wasted, and it is all condensed in the elixir.

"The old man's method is like cheating." Zhao Feiyu rubbed his palms, walked out of the hut, and asked for some fresh herbs from those medicinal disciples.

Although Gu Xuan's methods are very subtle, Zhao Feiyu still practices ordinary alchemy.

Zhao Feiyu didn't need to refine those herbs through the yellow clay furnace, the pills refined from those heaven-rank herbs were already enough for Zhao Feiyu to use.

Zhao Feiyu saw the medicine picking disciple leading the wooden box towards the thatched hut and returned to the thatched hut.

He had already made up his mind to refine ordinary alchemy to the point of extreme proficiency.