Chapter 38 Refining the Golden Bud Pill

After harvesting the spiritual rice, Zhang Zhixuan had a relatively leisurely time.

It has been almost five years since he came to the spiritual field. After five years of training, whether it is planting chalcedony rice, yellow bud grass, or taking care of spiritual herbs and medicines, Zhang Zhixuan has become a qualified spiritual plant husband.

In these five years, not only has his cultivation increased greatly, but he has also learned a few spells.

Not only can he skillfully use the Soul Gathering Rain Technique, he has also learned four spells: Green Ivy Entanglement Technique, Object Control Technique, Fire Control Technique, and Flame Shield Technique, which make up for his shortcomings in spells.

Seeing the yellow bud grass gradually growing, Zhang Zhixuan used the communication jade talisman to notify his fourth uncle Zhang Menglong in advance. In the past, the affairs of the spiritual field were basically managed by the ninth uncle Zhang Mengquan. After the ninth uncle disappeared, this mess is now temporarily under the control of the fourth uncle.

Because of the changes in Xihefang a few years ago, the family has suffered heavy losses, and the manpower is even more insufficient, and they have to give up part of the income.

Therefore, the family paid more attention to the mature yellow bud grass this time. Except for Zhang Menglong who was old and had to cooperate with the clan leader to guard the mountain gate, all the other elders in the family were present, including Zhang Mengling who rarely went down the mountain.

Zhang Mengling was over fifty years old and was about to pass the peak period of the Qi training period. If he could not build a foundation, his chances would become fewer and fewer in the future. If he was over eighty years old, he would basically have no hope of building a foundation.

Zhang Mengling and his companions entered the spiritual field and looked at Zhang Zhixuan and the other two who were still busy and asked: "Nephew Zhixuan, how confident are you in refining the Golden Bud Pill this time?"

Looking at the worried Zhang Mengling, Zhang Zhixuan said calmly; "A few months ago, I successfully refined a furnace of the second-level middle-grade spiritual pill.

This time, there are many materials for refining the Golden Bud Pill, and the probability of success is very high.

But the experience is definitely not as good as Uncle Jiu, and the number of successful pills is estimated to be less."

"Because of the changes in Xihefang, the family's turnover has become more difficult.

Your eighteenth aunt has cut down the branches of the Qingling Yuzhu and refined magic tools to subsidize the family.

Your fourth uncle also He took out three sets of second-grade top-grade formations and sold them in the market, hoping to alleviate some of the family's difficulties.

This time, we must be as careful as possible when refining the Golden Bud Pill, and at least we must recover the cost price of the Golden Jade Ganoderma and Zhongyuan Ginseng. "

Looking at the uneasy Zhang Mengling, Zhang Zhixuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Nineteen, the most important spiritual medicine for the Golden Bud Pill is the Yellow Bud Grass. We grow the Yellow Bud Grass ourselves. The Golden Jade Ganoderma and Zhongyuan Ginseng are both first-grade spiritual medicines, and do not require too many spiritual stones. "

With the help of Zhang Mengling and others, Zhang Zhixuan and others quickly picked the Yellow Bud Grass, lit the Xuanyang Wood, warmed up the alchemy furnace, and prepared to start the furnace to refine the pill.

Zhang Zhixuan carefully controlled the spiritual fire, and then put the spiritual herbs into the alchemy furnace in order, and then added a little well water from the spiritual well, and carefully observed the movement of the alchemy furnace.

The Golden Bud Pill is mainly made of Yellow Bud Grass.

The spirituality of the yellow bud grass is lost very quickly, and it is very delicate and easy to refine, so the speed of refining is much faster than that of ordinary elixirs.

After a quarter of an hour, Zhang Zhixuan opened the alchemy furnace, and a puff of yellow smoke floated out of the furnace. Zhang Zhixuan looked at the gray elixirs in the alchemy furnace and shook his head with a smile.

Because the family has not been doing well recently, Zhang Mengling seems to be unable to bear failure. He looked at the failed elixir and asked worriedly: "How is it? How sure are you?"

Zhang Mengling looked so nervous that even Zhang Mengqin beside him couldn't stand it. So he said: "You are also the elder of the family and hold the power of the family.

Don't be so talkative. What does it look like to be so mysterious.

When refining the first furnace of unfamiliar elixir, the alchemist always has to taste the fire and summarize some experience."

Zhang Mengqin is the family's weapon refiner and an expert in playing with fire. He knows more about alchemy than others. He was afraid that Zhang Mengling's performance would bring more pressure to Zhang Zhixuan, so he explained.

Zhang Zhixuan cleaned the alchemy furnace with well water, washed away the residue in the furnace, and then began to refine the elixir again.

This time, he summed up the experience of the last time, slightly reduced the flame of the Xuanyang wood, and then slowed down the interval of adding the elixir.

With the experience of the first failure, the effect of the second elixir was slightly better. When Zhang Zhixuan opened the alchemy furnace, he found that there was only a golden elixir in it.

Zhang Zhixuan picked up the elixir and licked it slightly, so he said: "This elixir is a little lacking in spirituality, and the fire is a little heavier."

Zhang Zhixuan threw the refined elixir on the ground and continued to refine the elixir without stopping.

The result of the third time was a little better. The fire of the elixir had faded, and finally a elixir was refined.

Next, Zhang Zhixuan successfully refined more than a dozen furnaces of elixir, but the probability of success was still very small. Each furnace could only refine one or two elixir.

According to this probability, there is no profit at all, and even the cost of the elixir will be lost.

Refining the Golden Bud Pill is a very hard task. Refining one hundred furnaces of spiritual pills in just three days is impossible to complete if the alchemist does not have enough mana and perseverance.

This overload of alchemy can even damage the vitality of the cultivator.

Zhang Zhixuan took a breath and took a pill to restore his mana. After replenishing most of his mana, he continued to refine the Golden Bud Pill.

As Zhang Zhixuan gained more and more experience, his success rate in refining pills also increased.

On the second day, he could always refine three or four pills for each furnace of spiritual pills.

On the third day, after refining dozens of times in a row, Zhang Zhixuan's techniques became more and more mature, and the rate of elixir success even exceeded half.

After three consecutive days of high-intensity elixir refining, Zhang Zhixuan carefully counted it. This time, he made a total of more than 300 Golden Bud Pills.

Compared with the last time he made alchemy, which resulted in a total of more than 500 golden bud pills, Zhang Zhixuan's alchemy skills were far inferior to those of the ninth uncle Zhang Mengquan.

But this result was still far beyond Zhang Mengling's expectations.

Three hundred golden bud pills are worth at least nine hundred low-grade spiritual stones. With this turnover of spiritual pills, the family can breathe a little easier and ease the difficult situation.

Zhang Zhixuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a tired face: "Fortunately, I have lived up to my mission and successfully refined a batch of elixirs. Finally, these acres of yellow bud grass were not wasted, and the hard work over the past few years has not been in vain."

“Not bad, very good.

Although nephew Zhixuan is young, his attainments in alchemy are already extraordinary.

In a few years, I'm afraid he will surpass Ninth Brother. "

Seeing that he successfully refined the elixir and could immediately exchange it for a sum of spiritual stones, which relieved some of the family tensions, Zhang Mengling breathed a sigh of relief and said happily.