Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 178 Teaching Alchemy

An Qi Huanxing hurried to work.

An Qingli stayed in An's family for a few more days, teaching An's family to make alchemy.

There are only five people in the An family who can make alchemy, and only one can make a first-grade pill, and the rest can only make a middle-low grade pill.

"I made Elder Qingli laugh." The five first-grade alchemists walked sideways in the secular world, but they were respectful and a little ashamed in front of An Qingli.

The secular world has always been short of resources, there are not enough herbs for practice, and there are no more inheritances. In addition, these people's spiritual roots are poor, and it is not easy to produce a first-rank alchemist.

"It's not a joke, it's really not easy for a few elders to succeed in alchemy in the secular world."

An Qingli looked at the five old men, and was very grateful that she had tried her best to go to the cultivation world, otherwise she would stay in this secular world. One of these five people might become her master, and I don't know if a first-rank alchemist can do it Teach a second grade apprentice.

But now, An Qingli, who was able to refine the fifth-grade elixir, wanted to instruct them in the matter of alchemy instead.

Taking out five herbal medicines, An Qingli handed them to the five elders one by one, saying: "I don't have much to say, you first refine a batch of Qi Condensing Pills for me to watch."

The five alchemy elders took the herbs respectfully and started to heat up the furnace.

A skinny boy picking medicine looked eagerly at An Qingli.

An Qingli looked at the boy's big black and white eyes, raised her lips and said, "Why, do you want to try it too?"

This little boy's eyes were bright and full of longing, much like An Qingli back then.

At that time, An Qingli, who had just arrived in the family, was still a sick child who could not practice, and she was so eager to follow Master Baiyao and watch Master Baiyao refine the elixir.

The little boy nodded excitedly, but blushed again and said: "But Elder Qingli, I don't have an alchemy furnace."

As an alchemist, An Qingli had a lot of alchemy furnaces, so she took out one of the alchemy furnaces given to her as a gift for her medicine.

Baiyao gave her several pill stoves, and as long as An Qingli's alchemy level improved to a small level, Baiyao would reward her with a new pill stove.

The five elders, who were mixing herbs, twitched their eyes slightly. If they read it correctly, the alchemy furnace was a low-grade spiritual weapon, something that could not be made or bought by Anjia in the secular world.

An Qingli put the alchemy furnace in front of the little boy, bowed his head and said to the little boy, "This alchemy furnace was a reward from my first master back then, if you can refine a condensing qi pill today, you can take this pill." The alchemy furnace is given to you."

The little boy nodded excitedly.

The other five elders were not optimistic. This kid was just an apprentice, and he was only a first-level apprentice of Qi training. Although he had been in the alchemy room for seven or eight years, he only did some work such as cleaning, wiping sweat and drying medicine. I haven't been in contact with the alchemy furnace either.

The alchemy furnace is the treasure of the alchemist, except for himself and his apprentices, he basically does not allow others to touch it.

It's not that the An family is harsh on alchemy apprentices, but that the An family really doesn't have so many herbs for the apprentices to spoil.

Moreover, the alchemist of the An family always took his apprentices under his knees and taught them one-on-one. The boy said he was an apprentice, but in fact he was just a handyman disciple.

In the Anjia Alchemy Room, there are a few other medicine picking boys, but those medicine picking boys are doing their jobs peacefully, just like the little guy in the pharmacy who is only responsible for dispensing medicines according to prescriptions, earning some spirit beads every month Life, not much desire and ambition.

An Qingli handed out a piece of herbal medicine, and the eleven-year-old boy bent over to take it, and then freed up another hand, with his eyes shining, he touched the pill furnace back and forth several times before he began to adjust his breathing , Prepare for alchemy.

The five elders had already prepared the herbs, put the herbs into the furnace and started refining, and the boy started to heat up the furnace.

An Qingli didn't urge him, and saw the little boy take out an old book from his arms, the book was densely packed with pictures and words, it was a bit messy.

Xiao Tong concentrated on flipping through the old book.

An Qingli used her spiritual sense to explore, and found that the pictures and characters on the book were really messed up. The kid's drawing and writing skills were really terrible. There were many typos, and the words that she didn't know were replaced with pictures. Probably only the boy himself can understand the meaning.

"interesting."

An Qingli was happy in her heart, she was also summarizing and collecting like this crazy at the beginning, but the things she collected and summarized were all stored in her mind, but this little boy memorized everything in his notebook.

Xiaotong reviewed the refining of the Qi Condensing Pill, and then began to formally mix it with herbs for alchemy. His refining techniques and experience, no one gave him pointers and guidance, it was all his observations and observations over the years. Come.

The refining of the Qi Condensing Pill does not need to take too long. The first furnace An Qingli refined was the Qi Condensing Pill.

An Qingli looked at the six alchemists calmly, and secretly evaluated the achievements of these alchemists.

The elder who could have refined the top-grade elixir, because he wanted to show off too much, wanted to be the first to refine the elixir, so he gave an instruction in advance. Medicine missed.

As for the first-grade alchemist in his forties, because the ingredients were not allowed in the first step, there was nothing to look forward to.

The other three perform mediocrely, which can be regarded as normal performance. It is no problem to refine the middle-grade pills, but the success rate is not optimistic, the highest is no more than [-]%. ranked.

As for the little boy picking medicines, it can be described as horrible, not to mention the amount of herbs used, but the alchemy instructions are completely in vain, and there is no corresponding mental formula at all.

Moreover, the timing of entering the fingering formula is not right, it is either ahead of time or delayed. Perhaps in this child's cognition, entering the fingering formula is a matter of time, not the specific situation in the alchemy furnace. depends.

However, this kid's appalling performance had long been expected by An Qingli, so An Qingli was not surprised.

Alchemy is inherently difficult, not to mention that this kid doesn't even have a guide, and he only learned superficial things.

Several elders finished alchemy one after another. When the furnace was opened, some breathed a sigh of relief, while others frowned and sighed.

An Qingli glanced at their alchemy results with her spiritual sense, and raised her lips lightly. Sure enough, everyone's alchemy quality and alchemy rate were in line with her prediction.

It didn't take long for the five elders to look at the boy who picked medicines together. The boy who picked medicines was overconfident, a naive child who thought that if he learned some superficial skills, he would be able to make alchemy successfully.

The little boy was concentrating on practicing his pills, and was not disturbed by any external objects, but he released his consciousness and detected the situation inside the pill furnace, and panic appeared on his face. He obviously followed the steps of the elders, how could he end up in such a bad situation? situation.

The inside of the alchemy furnace became a black mess, not to mention a single qi condensing pill, even half a qi condensing pill could not be refined.

The little boy was anxious to control the fire, and quickly glanced at An Qingli, almost crying.

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