In the past few days of adventure in the secret realm, in addition to all kinds of herbs, he has also dug up some minerals, including a few golden stones.

It is said that it is a golden stone, but it looks yellow like gold, but in fact, this thing is also called stone yellow, cockscomb stone, usually orange granular solid or orange powder, soft, brittle, in the "Shennong Materia Medica" also called "realgar".

"Realgar" was born in the sun of the mountain, is the male of Dan, so it is called "realgar", and the orange and yellow translucent ones are preferred.

The few pieces of realgar yellow stone collected by Ji Wenming are all high-grade products that do not contain impurities, and they have been precipitated in the secret realm for tens of thousands of years.

He took out a fist-sized piece of realgar and threw it into the Ginwang Muding, and used the Five Elements Mantra to drive the flame to refine it carefully, and the realgar stone soon emitted bursts of smoke, emitting a pungent smell, making people dizzy and coughing.

Several bush beasts at the entrance of the cave have a keen sense of smell, and they can't stand this poisonous gas even more, so they hurriedly scatter away, more than ten zhang away from the entrance of the cave before they can stop, and they can't stop looking back, not knowing what kind of trick Ji Wenming is trying to do again.

When the old man saw that Ji Wenming actually threw all the fist-sized gold stones into the wooden ding, he couldn't help but remind: "Wenming, Wenming, my little brother, little ancestor, "Shennong's Materia Medica" records that this gold stone is highly poisonous and can be used to detoxify and kill insects, remove phlegm from dampness, and intercept malaria. It is best used for carbuncle boils, snake bites, abdominal pain, epilepsy, and malaria. You made such a big piece of refining, could it be that you can't think of committing suicide?"

Ji Wenming held his breath and only communicated with his divine thoughts: "Grandpa Samwang, don't worry, I haven't lived enough! How can I commit suicide? But I have some experience in my cultivation, so I want to try to open the furnace for alchemy!"

Sam Wang Qi said: "Alchemy? Isn't it alchemy? When did you have such a lofty name?"

Ji Wen thought for a moment, and said with a smile: "Originally, it was for refining medicine, but if you change some techniques, it will become alchemy, such as using ore as a guide to refine the spirit essence!"

According to the knowledge in the Materia Medica, the medicine can be divided into soup, powder, medicine, pill, if the medicine is kneaded into pills, in fact, it is very much the meaning of the pill.

However, now that Ji Wenming is opening the furnace, it is obviously different from the tanning pill that he understands and imagines, and he sees that Ji Wenming continues to increase the firepower, but he is not good at condensing the fire power, and now he only relies on the wood burning fire to heat, and the realgar stone has no change after being baked into pieces from the stone.

"Guiyuan Dan Sutra" records that all things are one and the same, now although this realgar evaporates into white smoke, but there are at least four or five out of ten left, there must be infinite impurities, Ji Wenming continues to urge the fire, the realgar slowly smelts into powder, countless impurities into white smoke floats out of the cave, to this stage, the weight of the realgar is reduced by half.

Seeing the remaining realgar powder, indifferent under the burning fire, Ji Wenming was extremely helpless, seeing the loss of Ji Wen's life, the old Sam Wang smiled with a divine thought: "That's it, is this fire not enough to call? I'll help you!"

I saw a green light diffracted from the wooden card of the king of ginseng, put into the bonfire, forced by this light, the bonfire was vigorous, from red to pale, the light was dazzling, the wood of the king of ginseng was squeaked by the flames, and the temperature skyrocketed in an instant, even Xi Wenming felt that the face was pressing, the heat was pressing, and a few strands of hair were burned into ashes.

He instigated Yuan Li to protect his body, and then observed the male yellow powder in the wooden tripod with his divine thoughts, but in a moment, these powders were burned out, and they were actually refined into a drop of golden liquid, which was supported by countless heat flows, and hung in the middle of the wooden tripod and swirled dripping in the air.

Seeing this golden droplet, Xi Wenming was overjoyed in his heart, this should be the true face of the spirit spirit of all things, and he then put a five-hundred-year-old blood ginseng into the furnace, and added licorice, blue sky grass, heather and other things......

At this moment, the temperature in the wooden tripod is thousands of degrees, these herbs just fell into it and were immediately dried and roasted, turned into gas and floated out of the cave, but there are several small air masses in the wooden tripod, if these air masses are seen with the naked eye, it may be easy to ignore, thinking that it is some unfinished steam, but as far as the mind can reach, the air mass is not where the essence of the herbs is, but because there are too few herbs, so the air mass can not be condensed and formed like a realgar droplet.

Ji Wenming was afraid of the lack of herbs, so he made up for it several times, seeing that these herb spirit essences were in a clump, and their bodies had grown a lot, and the golden liquid in the center of the wooden tripod was swirling endlessly, he was slightly relieved, according to the "Guiyuan Dan Sutra", the Dan liquid had been completed, and he was already able to take the next step at this moment.

King Sam watched Ji Wenming continue to put medicinal herbs into the wooden ding, consuming most of the herbs collected in the past few days, and suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart, especially with the help of his wood yuan power to urge the fire, so that the temperature in the wooden ding has reached thousands of degrees, under such high temperatures, there are no herbs that can continue to survive......

Could this be what kind of alchemy?

- This is clearly a loser!

If it weren't for the fact that he had sensed the rapidly rotating medicinal herb spirit essence qi in his thoughts, King Sam would have wanted to give up directly, and he couldn't accompany this kid to mess around! Not to mention wasting materials, just urging the real fire like this is also a waste of energy, okay?

Moreover, the materials that Ji Wenming invested were seven points similar to the original refining to stop the blood dispersion, and the old man couldn't help but reverie, could it be that so many medicinal herbs were wasted just to refine a hemostatic pill?

Ji Wenming has no time to interpret the mystery of the "Guiyuan Danjing" for the old Sam King at this moment, he is busy dancing with his hands and feet, using his hands and feet at the same time, while circling around Mu Ding, observing the changes in the spiritual essence of the herbs, while constantly driving these spiritual essences with divine thoughts.

Under the inducement of Ji Wenming, several groups of herbal spirits slowly fused together, as if because of the growth of the body, these spirits also transformed from the state of the air mass into a drop of liquid, with the mutual penetration of the herbal essence, this liquid from transparent and colorless, turned pale, and then slowly turned green, turned green, and finally condensed into a verdant mass of solution, dripping and rotating in the wooden tripod......

In the process of rotation, the essence of various herbs quickly merges, and then forms a confrontation with the realgar drops, and the two drops of liquid are intertwined with each other and rotate in the wooden ding, rotating while rotating.

Seeing that the condensation of the herbal spirit essence was completed, the spirit spirit of Xi Wen moved, and the group of spirit essence and the realgar drops were patted together, because the substances were different, the two drops of liquid drops always maintained a distance, but under the pressure of Xi Wen Ming Divine Thought, the two drops of solution finally successfully fused into one, turning into a blue-gold ball, clear and transparent, rotating non-stop.

After completing this last step, Ji Wenming said to King Sam: "Senior, you can cease fire, let's wait for Dancheng at this moment!"

King Sam looked at the golden ball hanging in the center of the wooden ding, and asked very seriously: "Wen Ming? What is this? Could it be that you are talking about Dan?"

Ji Wenming's face was pale, in order to refine this elixir, he consumed a lot of divine thoughts, and he urgently needed to know the sea to replenish, looking at the elixir that had been formed in the Mu Ding, Ji Wenming's face flushed, and he gritted his teeth and said: "This is a blue blood pill!"