Yin Shi.
Ye Feng stood punctually at the entrance of Tushita Palace. Not a moment later, not a moment later.
Silver armor, silver helmet, dragon spear in hand, cold and determined eyes, Ye Feng felt more and more like a heavenly soldier. The commoners in his bones seemed to be getting further and further away from him.
"Shout!"
With a loud bang, the door of Tushita Palace with a jade pillar and a golden plaque opened.
Ye Feng was greeted by a thick, pale green mist. For a moment, he felt dizzy. However, he felt that his limbs, organs, and every pore seemed to be immersed in a dizzy feeling. This feeling was similar to the feeling of smoking drugs in his previous life. It was numb and intoxicated.
" You're here!" A cold and lonely voice of a child sounded.
Ye Feng hurriedly focused his attention. A boy with a pale face had appeared before him. The boy's face was as white as jade and he wore a navy blue robe. His face was pale as he said slowly," The divine fire in the Eight Trigrams Furnace has been extinguished. Go and take out the dregs."”
After saying that, the boy sat quietly on the white cloud cushion with his eyes closed as if he was meditating.
Ye Feng hurried forward. Tushita Palace was huge, and the terrain was not flat. Looking up, it was a high platform in the shape of the Eight Trigrams. East, South, West, North, Northeast, Southeast, Southwest, and Northwest were all carved with lines of divination. The lines were like characters, namely Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, and Dui. Above each character was a family, and there was a beast head handle outside.
In the middle of the formation, a three-legged red furnace that was thirty feet tall was emitting a terrifying aura. It was scorching, powerful, and spiritual…
Ye Feng picked up the lock next to the furnace and tried to open the bottom of the furnace. The next moment, dark purple, vermillion, and pink pills that were as shiny as little fingers rushed out of the mouth of the giant furnace. In the blink of an eye, a knee-deep elixir flowed out of Ye Feng's feet.
Medicinal dregs, were these medicinal dregs?
These were clearly useless herbs that had failed to refine pills. Their colors were different, and the flames were different. It was obvious that these were useless.
Ye Feng diligently took the iron ladle and began to pour the waste medicine. At the same time, he thought to himself that alchemy should be a very risky job. It had many complicated connections with the cultivation of the alchemist, the alchemy skills, the alchemy furnace, the flame, and the medicinal ingredients. Seeing that his Daoist brother was working so hard, but there were still a large number of waste pills, he knew how miserable the success rate of alchemy was.
One bucket, two buckets, three buckets…twelve buckets.
One bucket of residue was about 30 kilograms, and 12 buckets were only 360 kilograms or 720 kilograms. This was not a very tiring job. After Ye Feng finished, he said to the boy who was meditating," Daoist brother, I've cleaned up the residue.”
The boy sat on the cloud without opening his eyes. He said coldly," Open the Kun Clan and put the pills you've refined into a bottle of three pills. Tell me how many pills you've refined."”
"Yes." Ye Feng walked to the front of the Kun family and pulled it out. In the next moment, a purple-gold light appeared.
Ye Feng only felt his face burning. Even with the silver Celestial Armour covering it, it was still as hot as burning charcoal. However, compared to the pain in the Celestial Ascension Pool, this was nothing.
In Ye Feng's eyes, golden spiritual pills floated in the scorching black-red flames. The golden spiritual pills were like golden suns! Dazzling, powerful, overflowing with spiritual energy…
Was this a spirit pill?
Ye Feng took out a palm-sized, thin-necked bottle from the side. The white jade-like porcelain bottle was aimed at the Kun Gate, and golden spirit pills flew into it.
Ye Feng kept three pills and put them away. His movements were steady and fast. After three incense sticks of time, all the Golden Cores in the Kun Gate were put away. Ye Feng turned around and said,"Daoist brother, the pills are all filled. There are 670 bottles in total, which is a total of 2,010 spiritual pills."”
"Very good." The boy on the cloud opened his eyes, and his eyes regained some of his vigor." The dregs are useless now. Just throw them into the South Yard Medicine Hall and bury them deep. You can go now!"”
Ye Feng nodded." Yes!"
In the next moment, Ye Feng felt his body relax. When he opened his eyes again, he was already standing outside the Tu Shuai Palace. The door of the Tu Shuai Palace was tightly shut, and there were piles of medicinal dregs in the corner.
Ye Feng's hands were trembling. He had thought of stealing a golden core and running away countless times, but he knew that this was a test for him. The next time, the other party might not be around and ask him to inspect the goods...
The metal boots stomped on the ground, making a dull sound. Ye Feng carried the waste and headed towards the herb garden.
Ye Feng stood on top of the pit and looked at the dregs that were about to be buried. He calculated in his heart that there were about 6,000 to 8,000 pills in 12 buckets. In other words, if he calculated 10,000 pills per time, it would be about 2,000 pills. In other words, his success rate was about 20%.
Thinking of this, Ye Feng took a deep breath.
Where was this place? This was Tushita Palace! In the strongest alchemy place in the three worlds, the strongest alchemist, the strongest alchemy equipment, and the strongest raw materials, the success rate was only 20%. In other places, even a few percent chance would be considered lucky. Moreover, the raw materials were so precious that ordinary immortals could not afford to do this kind of business at all. This indirectly caused Dou Shuai Palace to monopolize the spirit pills.
No wonder medicinal pills were so rare. With such a success rate, there should not be many people who could successfully refine pills.
Thinking of this, Ye Feng wanted to dig up the soil and bury the waste. However, the moment Ye Feng turned around, he accidentally stumbled and fell into the pit.
"This-"
Ye Feng fell into the pit of wasted pills. Although the wasted pills were wasted, they were as smooth as pearls. As soon as Ye Feng entered, it was as if he had fallen into quicksand. His entire body sank rapidly.
This was very awkward. What was this? He dug a hole and buried himself…
While Ye Feng was struggling, he suddenly felt that his left arm, which had sunk into the pile of wasted pills, was emitting a cold, silk-like mist. Ye Feng was stunned. Was there a reaction from that mist?
It must be! Wasn't that purple qi called Primordial Purple Qi by Huge Axe? There must have been a change!
Ye Feng's eyes widened as he looked at the piece of wasted pill on his left arm. It began to sink rapidly. That's right, it was sinking. It was decaying rapidly.
Each of the pills corroded rapidly, turning black and giving off a foul smell. On top of each of the pills, a jade-green spiritual energy the size of a needle tip condensed. It was like a drop of water, the size of a needle. The moment it condensed, Ye Feng saw that the Spirit Quenching Water Droplet was wrapped in purple gas and slowly entered his left palm.
What, what was this? Tempering?
Ye Feng watched as the waste around him rapidly descended. The pile of waste that was originally as tall as two people was now knee deep. The entire waste pit emitted a rotten smell, like a latrine pit. In Ye Feng's palm, a light green spirit pill with faint cloud patterns emitted a faint sublimation of spiritual qi.
Ye Feng was currently in the latrine pit, but his heart was soaring!
This Primordial Purple Qi could actually refine a drop of medicinal dregs from eight to nine thousand!
This, this function was simply unimaginable!
The reason why the dregs were dregs was because the heat was not enough, not because the medicinal strength was insufficient. In other words! Ye Feng's pill was a highly concentrated 80% of the medicinal strength of the herbs that Dao brother had put into the Eight Trigrams Furnace!
The medicinal efficacy of one of these pills was four times that of the two thousand pills combined! This was no longer something that could be described as a spirit pill. This was an immortal pill! True immortal pills and spirit herbs!
The Primordial Purple Qi slowly sank into the silver armor. Ye Feng felt the existence of the purple qi and immediately felt a hundred thousand feet of pride in his heart. The medicinal dregs were useless to them, but they were useful to him! In Ye Feng's eyes, those pills were far inferior to the pill in his hand! You want me to steal that panacea? Don't joke around. I'm guarding such a good pill to steal that useless pill? Guard Diao Chan to steal Phoenix Sister?
Ye Feng's eyes were as cold as ice as he guarded the Tushita Palace. With your alchemy skills, there's only a 20% chance of losing. I can get 80% of the benefits every time, but you can only take 20% or even less!
Heavenly Court's supply of raw materials to Tushita Palace was no different from providing them to him for free!
From today onwards, this Heavenly Soldier will not go anywhere. I will guard this small piece of land and be a good Heavenly Soldier! I won't steal, I won't rob, I'll work honestly, I only want this trash!
Didn't you say that my aptitude is poor and that my comprehension is lacking?
I'll use spirit pills to create an outstanding talent and an excellent comprehension ability!
If 100 pills aren't enough, I'll take 10,000 pills, 100,000 pills! You all have the talent bestowed by the heavens, and I have the purple qi. Even if I'm a mortal, I want to become an immortal!
The advancement of the weak to the strong, the transformation of the crawling snake to the divine dragon, began now!!
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