Chapter 75: What a pure year.

Only these elders can fully recognize the pill that these three people chose. Most of the disciples just observe from a distance, and make guesses based on the three "masters" refining medicine techniques, flames, speed, and the appearance of the alchemist (...)-except for an elite disciple.
A small space was deliberately vacated among a group of disciples who were chatting and discussing. A young man lay leaning on a flying chair, which was covered with a thick beast fur cushion, very comfortable. Young Junyi's face was pale, and his chin was covered by a thick fox fur collar. The disciples around him looked at him from time to time with almost admiration. It is not difficult to guess that this is the "big brother" who was severely injured in the legend-he was touching his mouth with his hand, coughing lightly from time to time, and staring at Dantai without leaving his eyes for a moment.
He was originally a candidate for the Danyan of Qingfengzong, but he was seriously injured when he was ambushed by the enemy when he went out, and his meridians were almost destroyed. Although the strength is not there, the vision remains the same. The young man looked at the medicinal materials selected by the three people on the alchemy platform, and could also guess a general idea.
"Big brother, who do you think will win?" A male disciple on the side of the young man's flying chair asked him curiously.
The youth glanced at the male disciple who opened his mouth, revealing a gentle smile: "Peng Yunqi is not good at discerning medicine, but it is better than the flames, and the level of refining medicine is slightly higher; while Anping is careful, the soul refines the body, this pill It is more advantageous for him, there is no distinction between upper and lower. As for that Lin Zhizhi..."
He paused suddenly, facing the white-clothed boy in the distance. It took a while to continue: "I haven't heard of this name. But... the person chosen by Master Qinghuo always excels."
The male disciple looked a little bit resentful: "Maybe he is just a straw bag. It was Yan Lei who blew his ears to the uncle—big brother, you don’t know, he just looks better, but he is actually arrogant and in a mess. Wu Luo was beaten by him a few days ago!"
Wu Luo stood on his left side, and immediately jumped up to retort: ​​"Where did I get beaten! Didn't I tell you that I fell? He...he is not that bad..."
"You fell? Can you have that kind of wound?" The male disciple rolled his eyes angrily. "You are wrong. At first, I held me and yelled every day to avenge him, but now it has become, "Neither is he." So bad? It was your compass that he broke, not your head!"
"...Don't say this in front of the big brother!" Wu Luo couldn't find an excuse, feeling that his cheeks were hot, so he had to move out the big brother and successfully shut up the other party.
The two looked at the young man on the flying chair.
The youth is quite approachable, and he has not become cynical because of his serious injury and losing the opportunity to feast. He gently said to the two juniors: "No matter what Lin Zhizhi's results are, it is already a success for him to stand on it."
#Master Brother is habitually teaching soul poison chicken soup#
Wu Luo and the male disciple looked at each other, and together with the youth, they returned their attention to the Dantai.
At this time, Anping first selected all the medicinal materials needed, followed by Peng Yunqi, and the two were concentrating on smelting the main medicine. Peng Yunqi’s techniques are gorgeous and shuttle up and down like a butterfly. The spiritual grass in front of him shrank at an astonishing speed and turned into a group of elite yellow essence; while Anping’s techniques are relatively simple, without those dazzling distractions. Skills, but the same effect is not bad.
And Lin Zhizhi is still identifying the medicinal materials (...), and according to objective estimation, he has been looking at the two medicinal materials that resemble ginseng for a long time, looking tangled.
His main medicine, Ruoqingcao, is easy to identify and is sealed in a spiritual box. You can't put other herbs around the ruthless grass, otherwise it will lose its medicinal properties. In this situation, Lin Zhizhi still took nearly twice as long as the other two masters of alchemy.
Just when the young master of the Lin family finally finished picking all the herbs, Peng Yunqi had already refined all the essences, and put them in the furnace cauldron methodically. The blue fire increased, and he began to concentrate on refining the pill.
With those hands constantly moving between the counter table and the medicine cauldron, the blue fire floated and sank, and a scent of pill fragrant had floated out of the cauldron
Almost everyone's attention was drawn to him.
Is this going to succeed?
However, just as the pill was about to take shape, a soft cracking sound was infinitely amplified-several medicinal essences could not be completely integrated, and turned into black ashes at the last moment.
Refining failed.
Peng Yunqi accepted this fact as usual, took out another piece of material, and began another round of refining.
"This is normal. Almost no one succeeded in this kind of high-level pill." Compared with the disappointed disciples, the elders all had an expression of expectation.
"Well, especially the nirvana pill, the rate of the pill is notoriously low." It was the real person Qinghuo who said this, and he obviously had grievances and vomited the stress on the word "low".
The real head teacher didn't care about his small offense, but seemed to be reminded. Looking at Lin Zhizhi, who had just selected the pill, he objectively commented: "His speed is a bit slow."
Qinghuo actually thinks so too. He can't help but want to run up and grab that little bastard's shoulder to wake him up soon. Don't worry, everyone is watching you. It looks good if we lose or lose - but he can't Slap himself in the face in front of the head. The old man can only spit out one sentence dryly: "Slow work leads to fine work."
The head gave him a meaningful look, and then went to see Anping again.
Naturally, Anping's first alchemy also failed. Just when he was refining a new medicinal herb, Lin Zhizhi finally stood on the same starting line with him.
The boy flicked his fingers, and the ruthless grass with no leaves and flowers fell in front of him from the jade box. Lin Zhizhi's spiritual thoughts wrapped it up and began to try to refine--
This is the most dangerous process of nirvana.
Ruthless grass will affect everything that touches it. Especially when people's divine minds are contaminated with a little breath, they are easily assimilated.
Because of the herbal spirit gifted by Tianfu Secret Realm, Lin Zhizhi's affinity for vegetation can be said to be quite high. In terms of herbal affinity talent, almost no one in the world can compare him. Therefore, the degree of integration of the pills he made has not been lower than 70%.
However, none of these high-level to top-level medicines do not require extremely high coincidences and requirements.
Lin Zhizhi's understanding of the nirvana pill is limited to the formula written on the pill prescription. He didn't understand the characteristics of ruthless grass, but when he touched it with divine mind, he immediately felt its uniqueness.
The vegetation is alive.
The older the herbal medicine is more spiritual, the panacea can even be transformed.
The previous herbs more or less had some emotions that ordinary monks could not feel, but this ruthless grass was nothing. This emptiness is so strong that it can bury people--
Lin Zhizhi just touched it a little bit, and he could feel the sensation pouring like a tide, and the gloomy mood was overwhelming, suffocating, and almost lost in it.
The young Jian Xiu who turned halfway had a little trouble with this.
He had never encountered this kind of situation, and Qing Huo did not mention the possible problems when he introduced him again—Lin Zhizhi vaguely felt that he might need to overcome this aura and press down, but there should be a better way—to be able to Refining its medicinal properties without damage.
The young master of the Lin family pondered for a moment, only briefly wrapped the ruthless grass with divine thoughts, and then went to refine the adjuvant first. This time, with a leisurely breath between the young man's gestures, the surging soul power carefully pulled away the medicinal properties he needed, and filled it into a jade bottle.
Immediately after, Lin Zhizhi did not touch the ruthless grass, but increased the temperature of the flame. With a wave of his sleeves, all the jade bottles in front of him suddenly burst, and all the medicinal essence in it was poured into the Danding.
The red flames were extinguished, clearly reflecting the youth's exquisite appearance, casting a long shadow under his eyelashes. Lin Zhizhi was absorbed in feeling the inside of the Danding, the two red flames gleaming endlessly in his black eyes. This is obviously just an ordinary monk's spiritual fire, but for some reason it carries a bit of fairy air.
"What is he doing?! The essence of the main medicine has not been refined yet! How can I put the supplementary medicine first?" an elder who was observing him cried out.
The head teacher looked a little solemn, completely abandoning the existence of the other two alchemists, and staring closely at Lin Zhizhi's every move.
After feeling that the adjuvant is condensed by the flame and has a tendency to merge, Lin Zhizhi's heart moved, and he separated a part of his mind and took the ruthless grass, opened the medicine cauldron, and relied on his herbal affinity at the moment of putting it in the flame. , To draw out all the medicinal properties of this ruthless grass
That piece of nothingness was completely ignited without reservation.
It was almost a moment, when Lin Zhizhi's divine consciousness was displayed at its peak state, wrapped in the completely released ruthless grass, watching the herb itself gradually burn out, leaving behind the essence he needed. He began to try to blend the auxiliary medicine with the essence of the main medicine.
This step is simple, but in fact it is the most difficult step. As long as there is a slight difference, it may cause the integration to fail, which is a great test for the alchemist's spiritual ability and experience.
Lin Zhizhi's expression is extremely solemn, his whole body does not retain aura, he controls the temperature of the flame with all his heart, and waits for the best time of fusion without blinking—
When the auxiliary medicine was scattered by his divine mind and gradually approached the main medicine in a circular shape, the boy patted the medicine cauldron with one hand, and the medicine cauldron was shocked. The two began to get close until they became one.
With the passage of time, the special fragrance gradually spread from the Danding, even overwhelming the nourishing fragrance. Dan Yun also followed, and a burst of purple smoke gathered above the Danding, the color gradually becoming thicker. The other two colors appear in a trend that can be seen with the naked eye.
"Dan Yun vision...is it...? What did he, he just do?" After seeing the pill cloud, the elder who questioned Lin Zhizhi stood up in surprise and wanted to look more carefully.
"He is improving the prescription." The calm voice of the master teacher came from behind him. It is not difficult to hear the admiration inside. "In the past, I have carried out the tempering of the ruthless grass, compressed and refined the medicinal properties, and he caused it all. Medicinal properties-whether it succeeds or not in the end, it is quite a good practice, and -"
The vision gradually took shape, and the purple, red and yellow pill cloud haunted Lin Zhizhi's medicine cauldron, taking away the attention of everyone present.
With a bang, the black-haired young man took away the flames, and the medicine cauldron slowly opened, and the mellow body surface, occasionally flashing dark light, lay quietly inside.
"If it is made in this way, it will surpass all the previous nirvana pills." The real master head teacher flashed a different color, watching the vision connected to the words of the talent.
Master Qinghuo clutched his beating heart, secretly rejoicing-God knows that just now, he thought that Lin Zhizhi was giving up on himself, and he almost couldn't help it to break out on the spot.
In the sky full of pill clouds, Lin Zhizhi took out the nirvana pill, and the pill was gently swiped at his fingertips, then it was thrown into the sky, and finally landed on the palm of the boy's hand. Young Master Lin's eyebrows curled up with satisfaction, showing a fleeting smile.
He seldom laughs. Once such a person laughs, it makes people unable to open their eyes. With the warmth of the first melting of ice and snow, the peach blossoms are amazing.
Around the silent Dantai, the disciple could almost hear the sound of breathing.
This guy he—he fouled! It's fine to make medicine that can attract Dan Yun, but he is still smiling! I don’t know if I laughed and almost took away the charm of the pill!
Among those disciples, Wu Luo thought sadly-at this moment, he felt that he was finished! He seems to have become a terrible masochist, always feeling that the meal he was beaten a few days ago seems to have been earned.
#桂求爸爸(!) Beat me again#
With the jewel of Lin Zhizhi in front, no one wants to care about the pill made by Peng and An. The elders only want to know how well the pill is integrated! Regardless of the appearance or the alchemy vision, Lin Zhizhi crushed the other two.
There is always such a kind of person that eclipses all the people in front of him.
Such as Xuanhua, such as Canglun, such as Lin Zhizhi.
Soon, Peng Yunqi and Anping made pill medicines one after another. The former was rich in pill fragrance, while the latter attracted monochromatic pill clouds. Together, they were not as conspicuous as Lin Zhizhi. After their pill was finished, this The two of them eagerly put their pill into the test tool, and after measuring the degree of fusion between 60% and 70%, they walked towards Lin Zhizhi’s altar. Obviously they were extremely curious about this one. The specific degree of integration of the nirvana pill.
A person who can truly accomplish a great cause, no matter which way he or she is, cannot be a narrow-minded, jealous person.
Lin Zhizhi glanced at them in surprise-he originally thought that testing fusion should wait for the elder to speak before doing it.
His daunting move successfully resulted in a smile from Anping and Peng Yunqi's white eyes (...)-he was too slow to dislike him.
As the fragments of the pill fell, everyone around couldn't help holding their breath, and even the elder craned his neck to know it for the first time.
The magical implement showed a number: 90%.
And so far, all the nirvana pills known to the world have the highest integration degree of only 70%.
Because the process of refining it is itself a kind of destruction.
It's not that no one has thought about going in the opposite direction, but no master alchemist has ever succeeded-without herbal compatibility, the medicinal properties of Ruthless Grass will not be triggered. Only Lin Zhizhi inaugurated this history, the Nirvana Pill with a degree of integration of up to 90%! Even if this is a rotten street juli pill, as long as the degree of integration is high enough, it can be sold at a sky-high price! And this is an extremely precious pill of extinguishment in itself.
"Ninety percent!"
"My God, ninety percent of the nirvana pill, am I awake today?"
"What did he eat to grow up? How come we are the same age, but that guy looks good and has such amazing talent?"
"..."
The surrounding area immediately boiled like hot oil splashing everywhere, and on the four jade pillars, the exclamation of the disciples one after another. Some girls and teenagers (...) with relatively poor self-control, looking at the black-haired teenager in front of the Dantai, they already have the look and trend of being fancied-such a person, with such a high face value, is still very young , Defeated the other two alchemy masters in front of him, and was about to go to the highest alchemy feast in the heart of the entire Yuntian Continent. It was simply the best candidate for the future Taoist companion!
Looking at the eyes of many people, if Lin Zhizhi walks outside, he will probably be overwhelmed by the enthusiastic girls.
The head teacher clapped his hands, successfully calmed the scene, and said loudly: "It seems that the results of this time have come out. The 90% fusion of Nirvana Pill is undoubtedly capable. Then I declare that the Lin Daoyouhui will represent us Qing Fengzong will attend the Dan Banquet a week later. In addition, I would like to thank Peng Daoyou and An Daoyou for your participation. Qing Fengzong welcomes you as guests at any time."
The two alchemy masters smiled and accepted the kindness from Qingfengzong. Although they have regrets, they are not unwilling. For these people who have been walking on the path of elixir all their lives, it is nothing better to be able to see the birth of miracles with their own eyes.
"Friend Lin." The head teacher with white beard and hair followed the group of elders and stopped in front of Lin Zhizhi. Each of the elders looked at him with shock, surprise, and anger-the angry one came from the elder who had been targeting the real Qinghuo.
"I have seen a real person in charge of teaching." The black-haired boy was modest.
This invisibly gave him another wave of votes.
Real Man Qinghuo saw Lin Zhizhi's eyes more eagerly this time. To use a terrible analogy, he wanted to immediately grab the child's master, slap him to death, and him over as his apprentice!
The Dan Banquet is once in a hundred years, and every time there is a gathering of heroes, the sky is flourishing, and the top genius of the entire continent is in it. The real man Qinghuo has been to the Dan Banquet three times, and has seen countless ordinary people in the eyes of the supreme genius, both civil and military. And Lin Zhizhi is among them, can also be regarded as the most outstanding one.
"At such a young age, such a qualification really makes me ashamed." The master teacher praised from the bottom of his heart, with a friendly tone in his tone, "It is really courage to think of improving the prescription on this occasion."
After all, once it fails, it is ruined.
Lin Zhizhi: "It's just a momentary inspiration."
"That's really not easy." After the leader praised, the conversation turned to the main business, "Dan Yan will be seven days later, is Daoist Lin free? I will come to talk with fellow Daoists about Dan Yan."
Then Lin Zhizhi went to chat with the head of Qingfengzong about the alchemy for a whole morning, and by the way, he saw the details behind Qingfengzong.
On the way back, the young master of the Lin family met all kinds of good eyes and their weird attitudes-[Want to fish], [Why not come to tease me], [I really want to have a paragraph and just talk about it On Love】……
Lin Zhizhi couldn't bear to look directly. He shrank his neck, quickened his pace and walked into the yard.
Ya Xuan was leaning against the door waiting for him.
I don't know when, Ya Xuan's facial features have gradually expanded, freed from the green, and looked more like a mature and profound man. Even the wind blowing around him will slow down.
[Ya Xuan, goodwill index is 100, attitude is like to meet]...
This is how Lin Zhizhi sees the favorability.
From wanting to hug to wanting to meet, Ya Xuan is so pure and unpretentious, completely different from the coquettish he had just seen.
Young Master Lin's heart was agitated, and he spoke with an unprecedented gentle attitude: "Ya Xuan?"
Ya Xuan raised his head, and when he saw Lin Zhizhi clearly, his eyes suddenly lit up, just like seeing the owner's little wolf dog-and soon went dark again. He seemed to want to come in front of the other party very much, but for some reason, Ya Xuan still just stood there quietly: "You are back."
Lin Zhizhi gave an "en" and took the initiative to approach Yaxuan, bypassing him and opening the door: "I have something to do with me? Would you like to come in and talk?"
This is a once-in-a-lifetime proactive invitation.
Ya Xuan looked at Lin Zhizhi, from the slight movement of his Adam's apple when he spoke, to the corners of his indifferent lips that had never been raised, and finally those beautiful eyes.
What he thought of was the amazing smile of the black-haired boy on the Dantai, under the eyes of the public.
It was even short enough that it couldn't be laughed.
At that moment, Ya Xuan suddenly realized that he might never be able to see all of Lin Zhizhi. He can't have the laugh, tears, and of this person, more secretly unknown appearances.
What he can see is no different from what everyone else can see.
And these hands will always leave.
From then on, when he fell into the abyss again, the one who saved him would never appear again. Because it will hold another person's hand, Lin Zhizhi will also accompany his loved one through his life.
unless--
Unless what?
When that thought appeared, Ya Xuan seemed to be frightened and took a big step back. Without raising his head in a panic, he ran away towards the courtyard door.
In this process, from beginning to end, his favorability has not changed.
The confused Lin Zhizhi: "..."
what's going on? ! What the is that kind of scared eyes—could it be that his invitation(?) was so terrible that Yaxuan was frightened? No, is Yaxuan spicy and pure...
Young Master Lin's family closed the door and introspected his words and behavior very suspiciously.
Lin Zhizhi at this time didn't think of one thing at all.
The special nature of Canglun can make the system of good impressions go wrong, and the relationship between Yaxuan and Canglun is unclear(?), so there is a problem.
If Canglun's spirit was parasitic, or simply in Yaxuan's body, then the favorability system would still be wrong.