Chapter 0167: Spirit-level Pill Pharmacist

Nirvana, Qin Kong has never refined.

Because anchovy grass is extremely precious, Qin Kong is very cautious.

He first took out some materials and refined a furnace of Fuzhen Pill and a furnace of Diyuan Dan, which should be used as a warm-up.

Two hours later, he officially began refining the Nirvana Dan.

According to the grade of the elixir, the Nirvana Pill is higher than the level of the elixir refined by Qin Kong, and it belongs to the spirit level elixir. The elixir is divided into mortal level, spirit level, immortal level, and god level.

To be honest, Qin Kong didn't have much in his heart.

With his current strength, it was too early to refine a spirit-grade elixir.

But Qin Kong didn't have that much time to wait, so he had to take a risk.

Throwing a phoenix tail leaf and various auxiliary materials into the alchemy furnace in order, Qin Kong urged the true fire, and after a while, the materials dissolved into liquid.

Compared to before, Qin Kong's true fire was much stronger.

After dissolving, it naturally enters the process of purification.

Qin Kong quickly played a series of spells at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, and the impurities in the liquid began to be discharged under the control of Qin Kong's divine thoughts.

This process is a very important part of alchemy.

The purity of the purification will determine the quality of the final Cheng Dan.

So Qin Kong was unusually focused.

A trace of white mist steamed up from the top of Qin Kong's head.

The spirit-grade pill was different from the mortal-grade pill, and the true yuan it needed to consume was definitely not comparable to refining the mortal-grade pill.

The half-hour-long purification made Qin Kong's true yuan close to a state of exhaustion.

Fortunately, Qin Kong had already prepared, and he quickly swallowed a pill of Fuzhen Pill.

This has eased the crisis a little.

He clearly understood that if there was no Restoration Pill, once his True Yuan couldn't keep up, this furnace of pills would fail.

This is also the reason why his current cultivation is not yet at the level of refining spirit-grade elixir.

Another stick of incense had passed, and Qin Kong began to condense the pill.

A divine consciousness was released, and it was instantly divided into four paths, and the four divine senses divided the tumbling liquid in the alchemy furnace into four parts.

Cheng Dan struck out, and the liquid began to condense.

This process is equally important.

In fact, every aspect of alchemy should not be careless.

If there is a single lapse or slackening, all efforts will be in vain.

This is also the reason why alchemists are very rare.

Aside from the scarcity of genius earth treasures, the various qualities required for alchemy alone can turn countless people away.

Even if you enter the door, it doesn't mean that you can reach a high level.

Many alchemists have even wandered in the realm of mortal-level pill pharmacists all their lives.

In addition to requiring a large amount of spirit grass, this also requires an extremely high level of understanding.

Like Qin Kong, with the strength of the late stage of Bigu, he dared to refine a spirit-level elixir, which was simply a great disapproval of the world. If the rest of the pill masters knew about it, it was estimated that they would be blinded.

The True Yuan had dried up again, and Qin Kong had already swallowed three or four True Pills in a row.

What frightened Qin Kong was that his divine sense couldn't keep up.

A faint tingling began to appear in the sea of consciousness, a sign that the divine consciousness was nearing exhaustion.

Qin Kong didn't dare to slack off, he quickly took out eighteen silver needles, and stabbed them on the major acupuncture points above his head with lightning speed.

He wants to use golden needles to stimulate his potential.

Although doing so might have some impact on his future, Qin Kong couldn't take care of it.

At this time, it was almost close to the last step of collecting pills, and Qin Kong didn't want to see the result of failure.

"Boom-" sounded, and there was a muffled sound in the sea of Qin Kongzhi.

Qin Kong's divine consciousness seemed to regain its vitality and began to collect pills.

The pill collection recipe was played, "Click-" twice, and what made Qin Kong depressed was that in the end, it was only two Cheng Dan.

Judging by its quality, it should be a spirit-level low-grade elixir.

After a brief period of frustration, Qin Kong became excited again.

He was able to refine a spirit-level low-grade elixir, which meant that he had entered the ranks of a spirit-level elixir.

This progress is undoubtedly encouraging.

The two spirit-level low-grade Nirvana Pills were enough for Luo Yue and Mu Qing to cultivate.

As long as you can cross the threshold of cultivation, this is already quite a gratifying result.

As for the physique of cultivation, it was not very important to Qin Kong.

He is an alchemist, the cultivation of the second daughter, and he is not worried.

After putting away the Nirvana Dan, Qin Kong was so tired that he sat on the ground.

Of the four leaves, he only used one, and the remaining three were carefully packed in a jade box.

It's a very precious thing.

Even with a brand new interface, it's a priceless thing.

Qin Kong had already thought about it, and he didn't have any good exercises for Luo Yue and Mu Qing to practice now, after all, good exercises were not cabbages, and they had what they wanted.

He felt that the Yusu Heart Sutra was good, and it was also a good idea to let the two of them enter the Tao with martial arts.

After resting for a long time on incense, Qin vacated the chaotic space, at this time, the sky outside was just dawning, and the two girls were still in a deep sleep, and the madness of last night made them extremely tired.

Qin Kong saw that Luo Yue kicked off the quilt, and a snow-white thigh was exposed, and Qin Kong was a little nervous when he saw it.

It's just that he couldn't bear to wake them up, and after thinking about it, he still restrained his YU hope.

Gently stepped forward and covered Luo Yue with the quilt.

As for Mu Qing, she slept very well-behaved.

Qin Kong laughed, this person, even if she is asleep, her temperament can also determine her behavior.

After this alchemy, Qin Kong could clearly feel that his divine sense had strengthened a little.

He was delighted with the slight progress.

Out of the back door, into the backyard, I saw Qiluo, Biyun was leading the disciples outside to practice the formation.

This is the inner courtyard of Yuquan Mountain, and Ding Shangwu has arranged a large number of bright and secret sentinels, which are inaccessible to ordinary people, which is also one of the reasons why Qin Kong secretly placed the disciples of the Xianshan Sect here.

"Meet the master!" the disciples of the Xianshan Sect led by Qiluo bent down and saluted.

Qin Kong waved his hand and said, "Don't call me the head here in the future!"

"But if it's not called the head, what should we call it?" a young disciple who looked quite lively and young asked playfully, since she saw Qin Kong, the new head, she felt that the new head didn't seem to have such a big shelf.

"Yiyu, don't be rude!" Qiluo rebuked in a low voice.

According to the rules of the Xianshan faction, there is no place for her to speak here.

Yiyu also seemed to realize that she was presumptuous, and she playfully spat out her little pink tongue and drooped her head.

Qin Kong smiled, smiling very sunny and kind.

"Your name is Yiyu?"

"Yes, boss!" Yiyu was a little apprehensive, this new boss wouldn't be a smiling tiger, right?

It's over, and I blame myself for this fast mouth.

Don't worry, I'm not that old-fashioned. ”

"Master, you really don't blame me?" Yiyu asked in a low voice.

"Why should I blame you?" Qin Kong asked rhetorically.

He suddenly raised his head and said, "In the future, you will call me young master." ”

Xiao Yu has always called him like this, and he is used to being called like this.

Seeing that Qin Kong was so friendly, the disciples also "giggled" and laughed.

"Good morning, young master!"