Full-time comprehension

Chapter 477 Alchemy Master
When Lu Ming returned to his residence, he did not concoct alchemy, but rested cross-legged for a while before returning to the hall. To be honest, Lu Ming was not interested in concocting alchemy with just such a piece of spiritual grass, so he directly took three ready-made elixirs and handed them over to the hall. That bald man.

"You take these three spirit gathering pills away."

Lu Ming handed the elixir to the bald man.

"What are three pills?"

Someone in the crowd suddenly questioned: "Isn't it possible for one spirit grass to produce five or six pills?"

"That's right, isn't it agreed to refine the pill for free?"

"The important thing is not how many elixirs are refined, but that he can really refine elixirs for us. As for how many elixirs, it doesn't matter."

"Yes, yes, what this fellow Taoist said makes sense. If someone doesn't make alchemy for me, I won't get a elixir at all."

After figuring this out, some people began to decide to ask Lu Ming to refine the elixir for him.

However, when these people were about to hand over their spirit herbs to Lu Ming, they found that bald man still holding the pill in his hand, foolishly standing there.

"I said fellow daoist, can you step aside a little bit, we are still waiting for this master to help us refine the elixir."

As he spoke, the man pushed the bald man.

"Who says I won't make alchemy anymore, I still have a lot of spiritual herbs here."

Speaking of which, the bald man turned over his storage ring, and suddenly a large push of spiritual grass appeared in front of Lu Ming.

Unexpectedly, Lu Ming didn't even look at each other, and directly pushed his hand and said: "Didn't I just say that each person can only refine it once a day, if you want me to refine it, you can do it early tomorrow."

After hearing Lu Ming's words, the bald man hurriedly cleaned up his spirit grass, then turned his head and left the inn.

"Here are two copies of my spirit grass!"

"I have two copies too."

"This is my entire net worth. There are five spiritual grasses for refining the spirit-gathering pill, and one of them is for refining the bone-cleaning marrow pill. I hope you can refine it for me."

Lu Ming glanced at this person and said: "Don't worry, my level of alchemy is not low, and it is still easy to gather spirit pills."

After all, this person is his biggest client so far.

"Is there any more? If not, I will start refining this batch."

Lu Ming waited for a while and when no one responded, he put away the spirit grass and went back to the backyard.

"Master Patriarch, why don't we use this person to refine pills?"

A young man asked his master.

The patriarch stroked his beard and said: "You don't understand this. Although he has refined a batch of pills, who knows how high his level of alchemy is. If the success rate of pills is relatively low, then we will lose money." ?"

Only now did the young man realize that his Patriarch was worried about this problem.

"I would rather let the spirit grass go bad than take the risk. You have to know that this spirit grass may be used at any time if it is kept. If this person fails to refine it, we will lose a lot."

"It's still the Patriarch who thinks about things carefully."

The young man flattered him without a trace.

"Thoughtful ass!"

A discordant voice sounded suddenly.

When everyone saw it, it turned out that it was the big bald man who had just left and returned, and two other strong men with the same bald head came with him.

The young man was robbed of a sentence, and wanted to refute, but saw his Patriarch winking at him again and again, so he snorted angrily.

But the bald man didn't continue to say anything.

"Second brother, where is the alchemy master you mentioned?"

Another bald man asked loudly.

"It should be to refine the elixir, brother, why don't we wait for a while."

The bald man said hurriedly.

"Well, that's what it should be, let's wait for a while."

The bald man known as the boss nodded and said.

This time Lu Ming also didn't turn on the alchemy furnace and sat cross-legged for a while before returning to the hall.

"This is the pill for you guys."

Lu Ming handed over the elixir to those people, and finally said to the big customer: "It's a good luck, two elixirs were refined."

The man's eyes twitched twice, but he didn't say anything.

Although the difficulty of refining marrow-cutting pills is slightly more difficult than that of gathering spirit pills, the average alchemist can refine three to four pills in one furnace. It seems that this alchemist either has a relatively low success rate or secretly Detained his own elixir.

Of course, this person didn't yell, but silently put the pill that Lu Ming handed over into a jade bottle that had been prepared at some time.

"what?"

Suddenly the man stopped.

"This elixir... this elixir is not an ordinary elixir, but a medium-grade elixir!"

Although his voice was not loud, it still caused quite a stir in the crowd around him.

"Mid-grade quality pill?"

"You are not possessed by evil spirits, are you? How could you have medium-grade quality pills? You must know that even those alchemists in the Pill Pavilion may not be able to refine medium-grade quality marrow-cleaning and bone-cutting pills."

"I said, fellow daoist, you are not a trustee, are you?"

"You are Tony!"

After the man put the marrow-washing bone-cutting pill away, he replied angrily.

Then the man ignored the crowd and directly came to Lu Ming and bowed deeply: "Master, thank you for your kindness, this elixir is very important to me, thank you!"

After speaking, the man left without looking back, leaving only Lu Ming who was confused.

"Master, I know this person."

The bald man explained: "This man's younger brother was born with a blocked meridian and his life was dying. If he had the marrow-washing and bone-cutting pill, there might be a glimmer of life, but if it was a middle-grade washing marrow and bone-cutting pill, his younger brother would at least There must be a [-]% to [-]% chance of being cured, so he said that."

That's it!

Lu Ming nodded. The Marrow-Washing Pill does indeed have the effect of treating congenital meridian blockage.

"Okay, do you still have to refine the elixir? Today's time is running out, and the final batch of refining will be over!"

After a while, Lu Ming spoke.

"All the spiritual herbs of our three brothers will be refined by you!"

The bald man directly handed over his storage ring to Lu Ming. Lu Ming glanced at the bald man before him, but he didn't say anything. This made the bald man heave a sigh of relief. He was really afraid Lu Ming refused to make alchemy for himself.

When he first received the elixir that Lu Ming made for himself, he doubted the quality of the elixir, but he was not sure, so he hurried out to find his elder brother for appraisal.

Unexpectedly, his elder brother would be overjoyed when he saw the pill, and hurriedly called the third son to come here without saying a word.

In the words of my elder brother, if you come to find someone else to refine the elixir tomorrow, you can just dream!

Today, as soon as the news that this alchemy master can refine middle-grade quality elixir spreads, those big and small families will flock to him. How can it be his turn to refine elixir for you?
Facts proved that his elder brother's guess was correct. No sooner had Lu Ming finished speaking, the crowd rushed over one after another, pushing the three of them to the outside at once.

(End of this chapter)