Fights Break Sphere: I am not Xiao Yan

Chapter 27: Third Rank…

The flames in the green medicine cauldron surged and leaped, slowly condensing into circles of ring-shaped fire under Xiao Yan's control.

Yao Lao raised his eyebrows and stroked his beard without saying anything.

"Purple-leafed orchid, bone-washing flower..."

Xiao Yan freed his hands and took a look at the box of flowers and plants: "It looks like it should be about three to two...right?"

Forget it, forget it.

With two "kuang kuang" sounds, a full box of medicinal materials was poured in, just like cooking.

"Teng!"

The flame in the medicine cauldron suddenly burst out and rushed up. The yellow flame was as fierce as oil, and the herbs that were pushed out were scattered and completely melted into the fire.

"Ah, this... there's one more?"

Xiao Yan was counting the magic cores in his hand, holding one and scratching his head with his pointed tip, and then filling it with a few herbs. After thinking for a while, he threw the magic cores in one by one like throwing sweet potatoes.

It will be burned anyway, so just throw it away.

"Ha ha……"

Looking at the process in front of him, which was more like juggling than cooking, the smile on Yao Lao's face became more and more intense.

He is not an old-fashioned person. The principle he follows throughout his life is: being able to make the medicine is victory, and all the old rules and regulations can be thrown aside.

If everyone in the world follows ancient practices, what is the difference between that and a machine that makes products according to a recipe?
"almost."

Xiao Yan lay beside the cauldron and looked left and right, and finally took out the lid to suppress all the flames and seal them in the medicine cauldron. He sat cross-legged and controlled the fire with both hands. It was obviously the most critical moment.

It's time to solidify the medicine...but~
Yao Lao's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had a bad premonition.

As expected, at the last moment when Xiao Yan was concentrating -

"Give it to me!"

"boom!!"

Following Xiao Yan's shout, the turquoise medicine cauldron suddenly shook, and the lid of the cauldron rose straight into the sky with a loud bang, dragging a black trail of dust.

Another round of impact unfolded, flattening the battered ground once again. Xiao Yan, who was close at hand, was naturally blown away on the spot, and after rolling 1,800 times in the air, he used a suction palm to forcibly change direction and fly back.

"Uh……"

The medicine cauldron in front of him was emitting billowing black smoke, and the smell of burnt food mixed with fragrance was lingering in the air. As the author, Xiao Yan was unsure of the result for a moment.

"Master, is this considered a cauldron explosion?"

Xiao Yan asked with a guilty conscience and then complained in a low voice: "I knew that the quality of this tripod was not good. It's just that the auction house boasted about it to the sky..."

"Alright, alright!"

"Don't be so ungrateful. They put a lot of thought into getting this tripod for you, not to mention they gave you a lot of discounts."

Yao Lao stretched his neck to look at the cauldron, knocking on the cauldron with a branch in his hand, then handed it to Xiao Yan: "You can keep what you have refined. After you finish refining, I will refine more."

"Yeah! Got it."

Xiao Yan broke off a branch, lay down on the mouth of the cauldron and started to knock, knock, knock.

Finally, a fist-sized lump of earthy brown mud was picked out, with tiny shiny dots dotted on it.

“What grade is this?” Xiao Yan looked left and right, but couldn’t make out any clue.

"Is this even worth thinking about? A third-grade ointment!"

Yao Lao gave him a slap on the face: "The medicine is good, but how can you withstand this level of medicine at the Dou Qi stage? Even the foundation-building spirit liquid can only be dripped into the water slowly... I'm afraid that your meridians will be destroyed if you apply this ointment!"

Even though Xiao Yan was trained like a dog, Yao Lao was still very satisfied with his performance this time.

Although the amount of medicinal materials in the pill formula is fixed, the medicinal materials themselves cannot grow exactly the same and their medicinal strengths vary.

This is where the tolerances in the refining process come from.

Xiao Yan threw a basket in without saying a word. All the peaks and pits were flattened and filled in the valleys. The overall quality became much more stable.

The moment the medicinal materials are put into the cauldron, the fire is controlled and lifted, creating dozens of cavities that isolate the temperature. The soul power can immediately tell the amount and the medicinal strength.

Different medicinal materials can be melted in batches, and the order can even be fine-tuned according to the situation of each plant, so as to achieve the level of simultaneous quenching.

Later, he was able to refine so many magic cores in one breath without any mistakes.

As for the final explosion...

"When the medicine finally condenses, the liquid medicine itself will release some waste. However, the amount of medicine refined at one time is usually small, so there is not much waste, and it will be directly burned and purified."

Yao Lao summoned the Bone Spirit Cold Fire and threw it into the medicine cauldron to burn the residue. "You threw so much in one go this time, it would be strange if it didn't explode. If you want to try again in the future, you can give up the process of suppressing the fire and condensing the pill halfway, increase the fire temperature once, and then open the furnace before making the pill."

"Uh-huh……"

Xiao Yan carefully scraped the strange ointment into the bottle: "Disciple, I understand. Then how should I use this ointment? I can't just leave it here as a collection."

This question made even Yao Lao fall into deep thought.

This ointment has stronger energy than the foundation-building spiritual liquid. It is a torrent of disasters to the fighting spirit. Even ordinary fighters may not be able to digest it.

However, the specific effect seems to be rather useless. It can only warm the meridians and increase the fighting spirit. For fighters and masters, it can probably increase the practice speed by two or three months.

At first glance, it seems very strong.

But this thing is a third-grade elixir... Who is so rich to use such a luxury item to improve their practice?

I dare not use it when it's down, and I don't need it when it's up.

Most elixirs that rely on piling up quantity to increase their quality have this problem.

"Perhaps you could give it to your girlfriend and try it out?"

Yao Lao suddenly grinned: "You haven't seen her for a long time, maybe you miss her very much now! At least give her a small gift to maintain our relationship."

Girlfriend...

Xiao Yan pulled the corner of his mouth and covered his forehead: "How many times have I said it, we are brother and sister! There is no such thing as a messed up relationship."

What's the relationship between them?

He didn't sneak into my room in the middle of the night to touch my bones and warm my meridians. I don't even know whether the favorability was triggered or not, so how could we possibly establish a relationship?

"I know, I know...my dear sister~"

Yao Lao nodded repeatedly, saying, "I understand, I understand everything." "Who said she's not my sister?"

"..."

Xiao Yan opened his mouth but no sound came out. In the end, he decided not to continue talking to this shameless old man.

I can’t explain it. I really can’t explain it.

"Hum~"

Yao Lao looked like a winner as he started the fire and opened the cauldron. He also deliberately created a few fire pillars similar to Xiao Yan's to show off his skills.

"You are so old but still act like a child."

Xiao Yan glanced at him, quite speechless. But he still had to take notes. The little tricks of the dignified Medicine Master, any one of them would be enough for a fifth- or sixth-grade master to study for a lifetime.

……

"Ugh--"

Xun'er sat on the steps of her house, feeling very depressed: "Brother Xiao Yan hasn't come to see me for a long time..."

Ling Ying moved in the shadows, and finally spoke out.

However, although.

"Miss, the back hill is not far away."

　The interaction between Yafei and others is cut off, just use your imagination (bushi)

　　These are the main aspects. Other fan fictions have written a lot of them. There is no need to continue writing the same things that everyone has read n times.

　　It is enough to know that the protagonist often goes to purchase supplies and even replaces the medicine cauldron.

　　10.6 Update——

　　Someone mentioned that alchemy is a complete mess (?). Please explain it.

　　Sorry, all the first- and second-grade medicines at home were made by the protagonist himself. I simply disliked the writing about them because they were too watery and have been ruined by so many books.

　　The whole process of refining medicine is a mess?
　　The old hand who had been refining medicine for several years was refining dozens of medicines at the same time for the first time. The old man knew that he would get into trouble by doing so, so he was waiting to teach him a lesson so that he would remember it.

　　Xiao Yan opened dozens or even hundreds of furnaces, thinking of trying a more difficult one. However, he missed out on some knowledge that only more advanced people could come into contact with, and something went wrong, and he didn't do it well.

　　The furnace exploded because of incorrect waste handling methods, not because the elixir turned into explosives.

　　The thing that was refined was the foundation-building spiritual liquid. Since the explosion furnace concentrated the liquid, it doesn't count as the third grade?

　　It's not that this stuff can't be used, it's just that its efficacy is questionable. Fighters and masters can just use other medicines, there's no need to apply this stuff.

　　With these dozens of materials, why not cultivate the fighting spirit?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)