Zhao Feiyu fiddled for a while, weighed out the corresponding proportion of herbs, and used the balance to configure the proportions of some herbs, and kept fiddling.

"I said, young man, are you really okay with this?" Sander's voice came, "What the hell is this, I feel like you're a little bit bells and whistles, you must know that I've seen so many alchemists, and there hasn't been one like you." ”

"Absolutely." Zhao Feiyu said quite confidently, "What I invented is absolutely easy to use." ”

"You just brag about it, young man, you can still invent such things at your level, I'm afraid it's not all invented by your so-called human race, you are here to put a crown on your face and put gold on your face." Sander said with a smile.

When Zhao Feiyu heard Sander's words, a touch of embarrassment couldn't help but appear on his face, "There is indeed such a thing in my race, but the weights and measures above are all converted by myself, I am considered an improvement, do you understand the improvement?" It's also considered to be my own invention. ”

"I don't understand." Sander replied emotionlessly.

"Do you know what the biggest difference between humans and animals is? It's people who use tools. Zhao Feiyu said quite confidently, "Tools! Humanity's greatest feat! It was only after the invention of tools that man was able to fight against countless animals and become the most powerful being in nature. No matter how sharp a tiger's teeth are, they are not as powerful as a sharp blade. ”

"See, these alchemy pills need to be refined with the help of the medicine tripod and the power of the formation." Zhao Feiyu continued, "It's just that the people here have walked into a dead end, and they have to worship the power of the divine soul and the soul power, and no longer invent research tools, but use similar methods to improve their soul power." Although the cultivation of the Qinghong Pill in the Xuan Realm was extremely difficult, the cultivation of the Heavenly Realm was as if it was easy for the cultivators of the Heavenly Realm to refine, and this was the gap in the divine soul. ”

"All the monks want to step into a higher level of divine soul cultivation, and even constantly select people with higher divine soul talent to cultivate, but there are only a few people with strong divine soul talent, and most of them are people with mediocre qualifications."

"Those alchemists whose divine souls have not stepped into the Heavenly Realm in this life can only stop there, and they can't move forward even a little further."

"I don't deny that people with powerful souls can indeed go further and longer on the path of alchemy, but behind those powerful alchemists are countless alchemists with mediocre qualifications."

"And they have forgotten that they can use tools to make up for these shortcomings, and they can only do everything they can to improve the cultivation of their soul and the strength of their soul power, which is completely astray."

"And these weighing tools don't even need the blessing of the aura to use, and they are far more accurate than the multi-threaded control of your own divine soul, why not use tools?"

Zhao Feiyu said many words in a row.

"I didn't expect young people to be quite thoughtful, it's just that on the path of cultivation, all external forces have side effects, only by continuous cultivation can you go further on the path of cultivation, if you use tools like this, you will only be self-contained, and you will not be able to touch the true meaning of the avenue." Sander retorted.

"Wrong old man, a star, how many people can touch the true avenue? Among these tens of millions of mountains, there are only a few dozen Heavenly Realm cultivators, not even more than fifty. Zhao Feiyu said, "What should I do with the remaining monks, if it is useful to work hard, I am afraid that most of the monks in the tens of millions of mountains will be able to step into the heavenly realm." ”

"The path of cultivation also needs the blessing of luck, and only by practicing hard work and luck, can you achieve the fruits of cultivation." Sander said slowly, "But what you kid said also makes sense, but I think you need to pay attention to one thing, if you don't concentrate on practicing Dan, I'm afraid the time will be insufficient." ”

Zhao Feiyu heard Sander's words, and hurriedly woke up from the soul conversation, focusing on refining the Qinghong Pill.

Those monks all used their soul thoughts to control the number of medicinal herbs, and then at the same time urged the aura flames, and began to burn the nine medicinal tripods, refining the Qinghong Pill.

Zhao Feiyu weighed all the herbs needed for the nine medicine tripods without hurry, placed them neatly in front of the medicine tripod, and then drew the aura from the formation, turned into aura flames and began to roast the nine pill tripods.

There is no need to control the content of the herbs in each medicine tripod, which greatly reduces Zhao Feiyu's consumption of soul power, and he can focus his soul thoughts on controlling the aura flame of each medicine tripod.

The nine pill tripods were urged at the same time, and the soul power consumed was nine times that of usual, but fortunately, Zhao Feiyu's soul power was extremely strong, otherwise, in terms of the normal soul power of a mortal realm cultivator, the soul power would be exhausted in just a few breaths, and it would be impossible to complete the refining of Qinghong Pill at all.

All of the nine medicine tripods exuded a burst of fragrant aroma, and it was obvious that the refining of the liquid medicine in the nine pill tripods was very smooth, and there were no mistakes.

Just when Zhao Feiyu was in full swing of refining, an explosion sounded from a medicine pod in front of a monk, and a wisp of scorched black smoke instantly floated out.

The monk's mind shook suddenly, and with the vibration of his heart, there was also a burst of explosions among the rest of the pills, and a scorched breath lingered around him.

The monk sighed and withdrew.

Obviously, his refining failed, and in a limited time, he couldn't refine the second Qinghong Pill, not to mention that most of his soul power had already been consumed, and he couldn't complete a new round of refining process.

These nine pill tripods were refined at the same time, and once one of them had a problem, the rest of the pill tripods were easily implicated by the alchemist's mental wavering.

Once the alchemist's belief is not firm enough, the nine pill tripods will fail, which is also an extremely difficult point in refining the Qinghong Pill.

The monk chose to withdraw, and the quaint name in the void was missing again, and the stone pillar where the monk was slowly returned to the ground, and at this moment, there were only thirteen monks left on the field who were still holding on.

Zhang Linwen and the others, who were making rapid progress, had all exuded a dense aura of herbs and trees in front of them, and it was obvious that they had been refining for a while, and the medicinal liquid in them had gradually taken shape.

And they are still putting all kinds of herbs into the medicine pod.

Even with the strength of their divine soul cultivation and soul power, it was extremely difficult to refine the Qinghong Pill, and everyone's face was extremely serious and serious, for fear that if they were not careful, there would be problems and lead to refining failure.

And Zhao Feiyu used the weighing and balance tool, so he didn't need to use soul power to weigh the proportion of those herbs, he only needed to control the timing of the release and the size of the aura flame.

Although it took Zhao Feiyu some time to weigh the proportion and distribution of those herbs, at this moment, the other monks had consumed some soul power and gradually lost their support, but Zhao Feiyu looked a little calm at this moment.

The remaining thirteen monks on the square were all concentrating on refining the Qinghong Pill.

A cyan rainbow light suddenly soared into the sky, accompanied by a burst of colorful glow, and it was obvious that a monk had successfully refined the Qinghong Pill.

"That's ...... Zhao Chenyu of the Zhao family! ”

"It's her! The first monk to refine the Qinghong Pill! ”

"He is worthy of being a disciple of the Zhao family who is rare in hundreds of years!"

The old man of the Law Enforcement Agency floated in front of Zhao Chenyu.

Zhao Chenyu wiped the fine sweat off his forehead, and his jade hand reached towards the medicine tripod in the middle.

I saw a glow enveloping Zhao Chenyu's jade hand, and then slowly dissipated.

In Zhao Chenyu's hand, there was a pill the size of a pigeon's egg.

The whole body of the pill was full of colorful colors, and there was a cyan rainbow strip running through the entire pill.

A refreshing aroma rippled out from the elixir, making the aura of the meridians in the old man's body cleared a little, and his eyes became brighter.

Obviously, the medicinal properties of this Qinghong Pill are extremely strong, and just the aura of the pill that emanates from it makes the body of the old man in the Law Enforcement Institute have traces of warmth.

The old man of the Law Enforcement Institute took the Qinghong Pill from Zhao Chenyu's hand, and after feeling it for a while, his wrist flipped over, and the Qinghong Pill disappeared in an instant.

"Yes, he is worthy of being the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation of the Zhao family." The old man of the Law Enforcement Institute smiled at Zhao Chenyu, "You can pass this round of tests." ”

Zhao Chenyu heard the words of the old man in the law enforcement court, and gently owed a debt to express respect.

Guo Feng looked around, except for Zhao Chenyu, several other monks were still seriously refining the elixir.

A moment later, the medicine pod in front of Zhang Linwen also rose into the sky with a cyan rainbow light, which attracted the exclamations of the monks on the viewing platform.

"Another monk has successfully refined the Qinghong Pill!"

"It's him! Zhang Linwen of the fourth peak! ”

"He is worthy of being a disciple of the Fourth Peak!"

"So far, there have been two monks refining the Qinghong Pill!"

In a trance, the medicine pod in front of a monk exploded instantly, and a thick black smoke instantly floated out, and immediately, all the medicinal liquid in the nine medicine pods turned into pitch-black medicine residue, and the black mist shrouded the monk's figure.

It was clear that the monk had failed in refining.

The refining of this Qinghong Pill was extremely difficult for monks below the Heavenly Realm, and it was obvious that not any monk would be able to refine that Qinghong Pill.

At this moment, only twelve monks remained in the square of the trial.

Guo Feng had already refined all the medicinal liquids in the nine medicine tripods, and gathered towards the last medicine tripod.

Nine different colors of medicinal liquid merged into the medicine tripod, and the medicine tripod in front of Guo Feng trembled suddenly, Guo Feng's eyes shrank, but it was already too late.

A terrifying impact broke through the barrier above the pod in an instant, and a jet-black pillar of smoke rolled upward, accompanied by an unpleasant smell of burnt.

Guo Feng's expression sank instantly, it was obvious that he had failed to refine the Qinghong Pill, so he stopped there, and could no longer participate in the next trial.

There was also a burst of boos from the viewing platform, which made Guo Feng's face even more embarrassed.

Guo Feng snorted coldly, and left the trial square in an instant, but he never left, and found the position of the second peak on the viewing platform and sat down, watching several other monks refining the Qinghong Pill.

Guo Feng's eyes were fixed on the monks on the stone pillars of the Trial Square, it was obvious that he wanted to become the first person in the tens of millions of mountains, and those monks were the biggest obstacle in his path.

And Zhao Feiyu, who only had mortal realm cultivation, made him look extremely obstructive, and looked out of place with several other monks.