Burst!

Looking at the black lump in the pot and smelling the burnt smell, Luo Chen's eyes were red, and his face was like ashes.

Failed!

The sixth pot, again failed!

This was the sixth day of refining the Zhong Miao Pill, and he was refining it in an orderly manner at the rate of one pot a day.

The end result was that he was very hurt.

None of them succeeded!

The best time was just to boil out a pot of pale red paste.

He was very sure that the final product written in the Dan Fang was crimson, which was redder than his patriotic heart!

With a somewhat lonely expression, he picked up the pot and poured the black thing on the other side of the stream.

Then by the stream, I washed the pot with a loofah.

In my mind, I kept replaying the previous refining process.

"There must be no problem with the proportion of components, I use the scale to the extreme."

"The order in which the raw materials are added is not wrong, and every time the addition is stuck, the symptoms appear."

"Is there a problem with the heat? Or is firewood not good? However, the Dan Fang said that as long as it is peach wood, it is impossible to ask for a first-order pill that is particularly demanding. ”

"Or am I doing it wrong?"

The successive failures made Luo Chen begin to doubt himself.

He was even wondering if he didn't have the talent for alchemy, and the success of Bigusan was only because the original owner had the talent and he entered the door.

He just stole the game account that others had practiced, and walked like a fly on a good road.

Rushing!

There was a splash in the face.

It was a big carp that swam by, jumped up as it passed by, and splashed him in the water.

Recently, there have been more and more fish in the stream, and it is estimated that the rising water from the Lancang River swept over!

Glancing at the fish that was about to swim away, Luo Chen was angry.

Let's cheer up the energy!

"Fireball!"

A lump of black charcoal floated from the surface of the water and drifted away from the stream.

Looking down at the cleanly washed iron pot on his hands.

"Could it be that it's a problem with the equipment?"

Luo Chen couldn't help but reveal the classic wry smile of the online actor, how could he not know the dilemma of his alchemy.

There is no guidance from a famous teacher, no family support, and even the tools for alchemy.

Others use the best Dharma Instrument Dan furnace, which burns the fire of heaven and earth, so he puts the whole iron pot here to boil medicine.

However, the price of a good magic weapon Dan furnace is ten times more expensive than that of a flying sword of the same level!

Even the favorite defensive magic weapon of the scattered cultivator is not as precious as the magic weapon Dan furnace.

Being able to make up the raw materials of ten pairs of Zhongmiao Pills has already bankrupted his family, and he can't even think about buying Dan Furnace Medicine Ding.

And the most garbage Dan stove is not something that ordinary firewood can burn.

At least it has to be a first-order spiritual wood to make firewood, and it has to be equipped with the alchemist's constant spiritual power to adjust the heat.

He couldn't afford a first-order spirit wood, and he used his spiritual power to constantly adjust the heat, and he didn't have this cultivation!

Sometimes he also wanted to be like the rumored alchemist, and the baking was just a dozen pills, instead of kneading them into a ball with his hands when the ointment was hot.

Who doesn't know that thing is hot!

Some ointments also have their own negative effects on the body!

Isn't it unconditional!

After a period of self-pity, Luo Chen put the pot back on the stove, unbuttoned his apron and sat at the door.

Facing the afterglow of the sunset, he gave himself two slaps.

"What do you want to do with those who don't!"

"I've gambled all my net worth, even if I hit the south wall this time, I have to break the wall!"

"I won't practice tomorrow, and I'll talk about adjusting my mentality."

Everyone understands the truth that if you want to hurry, you can't reach it.

But when things come to an end, you often have to hit your head full of bags, only to find that you are in a hurry, in a hurry.

There was nothing to do at night, and Luo Chen's heart was stuffy.

He's got to vent!

So......

Fireball!

Fireball!

Fireball!

The brook suffered, and the fish in the river cried bitterly.

Nine fireball spells in a row with all his strength consumed the spiritual power in his body.

With the nine-point proficiency in hand, Luo Chen returned to the house tiredly, meditated cross-legged, and ran Changchun Gong.

In one big week, one-fifth of the spiritual power was restored.

In another big week, the spiritual power was restored by one-fifth.

Well, that's it.

The low-level cultivator's physique is not good, and the spiritual soul has not been qualitatively changed, and cultivating two or three times a night is almost the limit.

In the second half of the night, Luo Chen fell asleep innocently.

When I woke up the next day, the spiritual power in my body had only recovered less than half.

The small amount of spiritual power is actually the reason why he wants to use spell proficiency to break through the level and obtain achievement points.

One day of fireball spelling, it takes five days to recover!

Even low-energy cleaning requires enough time.

Luo Chen didn't live in a particularly safe place, and he had to keep some of his mana at all times to escape.

In fact, when he gets up in the morning, he is a little scared.

Last night he was really crazy, he actually used up his spiritual power, and if he encountered a demon beast flowing here, he didn't even have much ability to resist.

"You can't do that in the future, remember!"

After chanting a sentence, he meditated cross-legged and ran the Changchun Gong again.

The spiritual power was restored by one-fifth again.

Then open the Properties panel.

[Name: Luo Chen]

[Shouyuan: 27/75]

【Spiritual Root: Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth】

[Realm: 3rd Layer of Qi Refining Period: 75/100]

[Exercise: Changchun Gong Mastery: 249/300]

[Spells: Cleansing Introductory 51/100, Winding Proficiency 176/200, Fireball Perfection 304/500]

[Skill: First-Order Alchemist: Grandmaster Bigusan 507/1000, Zhongmiaomaru Beginner 3/100]

[Achievement point: 1 point (can be used to enter the corresponding realm exercises, spells, and skills)]

Looking at the attribute panel, Luo Chen was a little dazed.

Shou Yuan is not unexpected, it should be his own Shou Yuan before the crossing, the original owner of this body has long since died, and Shou Yuan should be zero.

The reason why he wanted to earn spirit stones so much was actually for cultivation and immortality.

He felt a little sad at the thought that if he didn't cross over, he would only live to be 75 years old on earth.

He can't even reach the level of eighty happy funerals, and his descendants can't dance at the funeral, although he was just a single dog before the crossing.

So in this life, he must practice step by step, to the highest, and to live the longest!

Then the cold reality slapped him, half a month passed, and he didn't stop practicing Changchun Gong twice a day.

But the realm is still motionless.

The five spirit roots have a balanced physique, and they can't be so wasteful!

How did the former original master cultivate to the third layer of the Qi refining period? The owner of the remains can't leave him a few large bottles of Qi Nourishing Pill!

After the cold reality, it is the welfare of the traverser that brings the touch.

Changchun's skill level increased by 26 points, although he didn't feel anything.

In the spell column, the cleaning technique increased by two points, once he used it to clean the robe, and once it was used to clean the iron pot, completely washing away the miscellaneous smell left by the original refining of Bigusan.

The winding technique has basically not changed, and he doesn't want the entire blue silver entanglement to go beyond the Jindan stage when the time comes.

It's the fireball technique, which is released at a maximum of two times a day, and coupled with last night's squandering, it skyrocketed by 36 points of proficiency.

Now I have broken through the mastery level in one go and reached the perfection level.

It also provides a rank-breaking achievement point.

Hehe, the perfect level of fireball technique, I don't know what it feels like?

But now that the spiritual power in the body has not been fully recovered, it is better to press the excited heart and excited hands!

Thinking like this, Luo Chen closed the properties panel.

But before closing, his gaze subconsciously jumped from the achievement point, he blinked, and hurriedly opened the panel again.

"Wait!"

"[Skill: First Order Alchemist: Grandmaster Bigu San 507/1000, Zhongmiaomaru Beginner 3/100]"

He remembered very well that when he first used his achievement points to get started with Zhongmyomaru, his proficiency should have been only 1 point, but now it was 3 points.

But he had never succeeded in refining the Zhongmiao Pill once!

"Can you increase your proficiency if you fail?"