Li Qingshan refreshed his senses, and finally arrived at the final step of alchemy, Rong Dan.

Pouring the various ointments from the six pill bottles into the purple cloud furnace, Li Qingshan's mind condensed, and directly urged the earth fire to burn fiercely. In this final step, only high temperature can make the various elixirs fuse with each other.

The purple cloud furnace turned from purple to red, from red to yellow, and finally to white, and there was a crackling sound in the furnace.

Li Qingshan's divine sense saw a cloud of turbid paste rolling in the furnace, constantly fusing and separating, and impurities continued to turn into ashes and fall to the bottom of the furnace. After a long time, the ointment turned into three balls, which were still tumbling, and ash fell from them.

This is Ning Dan, Li Qingshan was happy in his heart, and suddenly, three round balls burst open, and after the Purple Cloud Furnace shook for a while, it returned to calm.

Without thinking too much, Li Qingshan knew that this alchemy had failed.

Li Qingshan removed the Purple Cloud Furnace from the flames and lowered his head in contemplation.

It was clear that the pill had been condensed just now, but in the end it still failed, depending on the situation, there should be too many impurities on the pill, and it could not really become a pill, because the materials were not refined, and there were also reasons why the impurities were not removed enough when the pill was melted.

After resting for a while and recovering his thoughts, Li Qingshan continued to refine the elixir.

The same step, refining the materials first, the paste obtained this time was much better than the first time, and the same fierce fire was used to melt the pill, but in the end it failed, and Li Qingshan couldn't find the reason.

After refining nine times in a row, the tenth time Li Qingshan finally found that the Rong Dan was a little abnormal, perhaps because of the uneven firepower, there were a few traces of gray in the paste that could not be removed.

The eleventh time, when Li Qingshan was melting the pill, he tried to speed up the rotation of the ointment with his divine thoughts, but because of his rustiness, this time he failed even more completely.

After five more attempts in succession, the seventeenth time, Li Qingshan became familiar with how to speed up the rotation of the ointment, and this time he finally succeeded in removing the gray part.

Uncovering the lid of the furnace, the aroma was fragrant, looking at the three crystalline milky white pills in the Dan furnace, Li Qingshan was happy, relaxed, and a little shocked.

Li Qingshan was happy and relaxed, he still had some talent for alchemy, so that he didn't have to pretend to be a human hand in refining the chemical pill.

Li Qingshan was shocked that his alchemy talent would be so good, the first time he tried alchemy, he succeeded in seventeen attempts.

Shaking his head, Li Qingshan shook off the unrealistic thoughts in his mind.

It's not how good his talent is, but that he has divine sense, which is equivalent to a foundation building period cultivator refining the elixir of the Qi refining period, if it is refining in the Qi refining period, I'm afraid it's not so easy, so I still have to practice more.

After refining the remaining three materials, Li Qingshan only succeeded in one furnace, and obtained a total of six spirit pills.

After two days and one night of continuous alchemy, Li Qingshan was already too tired to do anything, so he opened the stone door, walked out of the fire house, and left the courtyard.

Back in the cave, Li Qingshan fell asleep.

slept until the next morning, when Li Qingshan woke up leisurely and became energetic again.

Coming to the hall, Li Qingshan looked at the unknown small tree. More than a month has passed, and the leaves on the branches have already fallen off, if it weren't for the fact that there was still life on the trunk, Li Qingshan thought it had dried up, but it didn't seem to be long to live.

Li Qingshan walked out of the cave, came to the spirit jujube tree, picked a few leaves, and threw them into the spirit pet bag.

Fortunately, the mirage eats the leaves of the spirit jujube tree, and Li Qingshan throws a few pieces of jujube into the spirit pet bag every few days this month. Although the mirage silkworm did not starve to death, it did not show the slightest sign of evolution, but the leaves of the spirit jujube tree could not withstand consumption, and it seemed that it was necessary to buy another spirit tree sapling.

Leaving the cave, Li Qingshan came to the Immortal Palmetto City again.

Raising the elixir is useless, Li Qingshan cleaned it up at the price of ten spirit stones in a pill pharmacy, and converted the cost of materials, this time the alchemy loss was very large, but fortunately, he was prepared, this is the price that he had to pay to learn alchemy.

In this way, the success rate of other alchemists is between seventy and eighty percent, otherwise they will not make any money. In this way, even judging from the refining level of his last three times, he was much worse than them.

Then, Li Qingshan first went to the major stores, spent three hundred spirit stones, and collected two elixirs for refining and making chemical pills. Later, in a spiritual medicine store, he spent another four hundred spirit stones to buy twenty copies of the materials for the elixir.

In Li Qingshan's mind, if he wants to successfully refine the Pill, the success rate of refining the Pill must be higher than others, not to mention ninety, eighty percent must always be reached.

After walking around Immortal Palmetto City for a while, Li Qingshan came to a spirit wood shop again and spent fifty spirit stones to buy a relatively easy to grow ironwood. This price is much more expensive than the last time he bought a spirit jujube tree at the stall, and he can't help it, this time there is no spirit wood for sale at the stall.

Li Qingshan did not continue to go to the factory to refine the elixir, but returned to the cave mansion.

After planting the iron wood, Li Qingshan stayed in the cave mansion, recalling the situation during the alchemy, analyzing what was not good enough, and summing up the experience.

Seven days passed, and Li Qingshan came to the institute again.

This time, the success rate of his refining spirit pill increased slightly, reaching forty percent.

A month has passed, and the success rate of Li Qingshan's refining of the Spirit Cultivation Pill has reached fifty percent.

Half a year has passed, and the success rate of Li Qingshan's refining spirit pill has finally reached seventy percent, and he can finally make a slight profit.

His spirit stones had long been exhausted, and he had to sell his useless magic weapons and exchange them for spirit stones.

A year has passed, Li Qingshan has finally increased the success rate of refining the spirit pill to eighty percent, if he takes refining this pill as a business, he can already earn hundreds of spirit stones every month, which can be regarded as a low-level alchemist.

Li Qingshan knew that this was not because of how good his alchemy talent was, but because of his divine sense.

Autumn goes to spring, several cold and summer, and before you know it, another two years have passed.

Li Qingshan has been able to skillfully refine the Cultivation Pill and Pei Yuan Pill, and the success rate of refining the Gu Yuan Pill is also sixty percent.

Two years have passed, and Li Qingshan has also collected all the materials of the Creation Pill except for the Xue Lei Grass. Xue Lei Cao was really as the head of the Zodiac Pavilion said, Li Qingshan participated in the two auctions and did not encounter a five-hundred-year-old medicinal age.

At the second auction, Li Qingshan bought a bottle of Sanhe Dan, broke through the twelve layers of qi refining, and continued to take the red gold fruit, and in another half a year, he would be able to reach the realm of qi refining perfection.

It wouldn't take him a year to increase the success rate of refining Guyuan Dan to seven or eighty percent, and he could start preparing to refine and manufacture Hua Dan, but Xue Lei Grass couldn't collect it, which made him secretly a little anxious.

The grass is bad news, but there is also good news, the half-dead little tree, actually grew new leaves half a year ago, and now it is luxuriant, the mirage began to evolve slowly after eating the leaves of this small tree, presumably it will not take long to become a real spirit worm.

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