Before long, Murong Fu's excitement and nervousness began to calm down. Yang Fan knew what he was going to do, and his mind moved, and a fourth-rank pill furnace appeared in front of him.
"Let's start, in the next month, I hope you can become the third grade."
Murong Fu was stunned. In a month's time, it was a bit difficult for the second-rank alchemist to advance to the third-rank, but Murongfu was not afraid.
He has been wandering alone for hundreds of years. He finally became a pharmacist and was valued by the Murong family, so he never wanted to wander again. Now that he can have such a good opportunity to advance, he will never give up.
Soon, Murong Fu used the medicinal materials he had just been familiar with, and just as he was planning to refine some pill, piles of all kinds of pill formulas under the fifth grade appeared in front of him out of thin air.
Murong Fu was stunned, but he quickly reacted, picking up a pill, and then holding a plant of medicinal materials, and began to refine it.
Arousing the immortal power, a fierce flame burned under the pill furnace, and the high temperature was transmitted to the pill furnace. Murong Fu opened the lid on the side of the pill furnace, put the same kind of medicinal materials into it, then re-covered it and increased the firepower.
Yang Fan sat on the sofa and watched, Murong Fu couldn't tell what was wrong with his actions at the beginning, and the fire was under control.
Before long, Yang Fan saw that the medicinal materials in the pill furnace had been refined, and he was about to start refining new medicinal materials.
At this moment, Murong Fu planned to open the lid and throw in the new medicinal materials. Yang Fan shook his head, already guessing what would happen next.
As the lid opened, the instant the medicinal materials entered, the pill furnace exploded directly. Fortunately, the pill furnace was only transformed by Yang Fan, and after it exploded, it did not produce any power. Otherwise, the explosion of the Fourth Grade Pill Furnace could definitely blow up the Earth Wonderland monks seriously.
I believe that if it were Murong Fu's original cultivation base, it would only be blown to pieces.
"I'm... the fryer?!"
Murong Fu's eyes were stunned. With the explosion of the pill furnace, his previous efforts were wasted.
"Do you know why you fry it?"
Yang Fan sneered, feeling that he looked at Murong Fu a little high.
Murong Fu shook his head subconsciously.
"Look carefully at the pill recipe, and the properties of these two medicinal materials."
Murong Fu carefully checked the pill and found that there was no problem. If there was any, he put the second medicinal material in earlier, but in his opinion, it did not affect the alchemy.
Then he recalled the properties of these two medicinal herbs. In the end, Murong Fu found that the properties of these two medicinal materials were somewhat different, just like water and quicklime, they would react directly to contact.
Slowly he understood something, reorganized his mood, and planned to continue refining.
Yang Fan had been watching Murong Fu from the beginning, and every expression did not fall.
"I don't want you to make such low-level mistakes, especially when you are not familiar with the alchemy recipe, you must strictly follow the alchemy recipe."
Yang Fan waved his hand, and two identical pill furnaces appeared in front of Murong Fu.
"There are no more than three things. No matter what your reason, I will not teach you three times to fry the stove."
Murong Fu felt the pressure.
Soon he began to refine the pill for the second time, this time he strictly followed the method of the pill prescription, and no other problems occurred.
Two days later.
The pill furnace was opened, and a pill fragrance came from inside, but Yang Fan smelled a little bit of burnt smell.
"Senior, I succeeded."
Murong Fu gave Yang Fan the only two Qi return pills, but Yang Fan did not take them.
"Unqualified."
"what?"
Yang Fan's tone was very cold, making Murong, who had been very happy, as if struck by lightning.
"Look carefully at the you refine and compare this."
A brown pill appeared in Murong Fu's hands out of thin air.
The size of this pill is the same as that made by Murong Fu. The only difference is the smell. The Qi Qi Pill given to him by Yang Fan does not have any odor. Yes, at least Rank Six Alchemist is also needed.
Murong Fu checked carefully for ten minutes, but in the end he only found that his mastery of heat was not very accurate.
"Know the mistake?"
Murong Fu nodded.
"Then re-refining, this time, I want you to shorten the refining time by three hours."
Shortening three hours meant that Murong Fu needed to concentrate on refining, at least the refining time was almost his fastest.
Without complaining, Murongfu did not dare to complain.
Soon, after another two days, the pill furnace was turned on again. This time the scent became stronger. Yang Fan smelled it and nodded. This time Murong Fuhuo was okay, and there were no other problems.
The only shortcoming is that there is too little experience in alchemy, and the speed is not fast.
If Yang Fan came to refine it, it would take at most ten minutes, and the rank was still fourth.
"Change another one."
With the arrival of the new pill, Murong Fu hurriedly collected all the medicinal materials that he needed to use, and was once again in a hurry.
Twenty-six days later.
Murong Fu was sitting on the ground, beside him, a bottle of pill was placed. The pill furnace in front of him is still operating.
Half an hour later, the pill furnace opened, Murong Fu's forehead was covered with sweat, until this moment, the heart that had been nervous for a month finally fell.
"Senior, please check."
After tidying up a bit, Murong Fu handed five black pills to Yang Fan.
"Oh, it's actually a third-rank Ling Juedan. It's a little flawed, so I can barely pass it."
Hearing these words, Murong Fu was overjoyed, but he was not eager to show it. One month was enough time for him to figure out Yang Fan's character.
"How long did you spend refining?"
"Back to senior, I spent a day."
"One day, it's okay. One month has passed, and you have improved a lot, but this is not enough, not enough to make you a third-rank alchemist. You need more experience."
Just as Yang Fan's voice fell, Murong Fu only felt a flower in front of him, and found that he was still in the pavilion, and there were still books on the table.
"Don’t be surprised. A month in the illusion is just a moment in reality. I’ll be here today. After I go back, I will take care of it and take more rest. My illusion is a little bit mentally harmful, so I will treat you every seven days. Cast it once."
"Thank you senior!"
Murong Fu was about to leave, but was stopped by Yang Fan.
"Next to this storage ring, you will use the contents."
Just throw it away, and Yang Fan disappeared.
Murong Fu hurriedly caught it, and his divine sense penetrated into it, and he was shocked. The contents inside were too precious for him during his primordial infant stage.
