The initial sacrifice and refining of the Yin-Yang Chaos Bell is not complicated. The most difficult stage of collecting materials has been easily overcome with the help of Fengzhou Xuefu Resource Library.

Student single room dormitory.

A basin-sized elixir was mounted on a dark red flame, and the dark and sticky medicine liquid like oil was boiling, making a beeping sound, and the rich aroma of medicine filled the entire house.

Smelling the fragrance of medicine and looking at the color of the Chinese medicine liquid in Ding, Chen Shaobai nodded, very satisfied with his own manipulation.

He calculated the time in his heart, and picked up a small porcelain bottle from the table and dripped the last drop of cypress juice into the alchemy.

This mere drop of juice made the ink-black medicine liquid return to transparency, fresh and bright, and the fragrance was completely blocked within the liquid level.

"It turned out to be successful in one go?"

Seeing the transparent medicinal liquid in the furnace, Chen Shaobai knew that he had completed most of the steps and only needed to perform the last step without any difficulty to complete the preliminary sacrifice of the Chaos Bell.

"I originally had two parts of the materials to spare, so that's good, and the remaining part is useful." Looking at the remaining materials on the table, Chen Shaobai's eyes narrowed slightly.

"The palpitations I felt before should not be brought by Guan Sheng and Cao Ran, they don't have this weight."

After failing to think, Chen Shaobai didn't want to think too much. He gently stroked his fingertips on his wrist, and a drop of hot blood fell into the alchemy cauldron, directly dyeing the transparent medicine liquid in the furnace into a red color.

The crimson liquid boiled and radiated a rich and sweet medicinal aura.

Chen Shaobai quickly took the little clock from his chest, threw it into the red liquid, sat down cross-legged, and soon entered a meditation state, using his consciousness to communicate with the furnace and cauldron, and obscure and mysterious syllables echoed in his mind.

Every time he silently recites a syllable character, the color of the Chinese medicine liquid in the tripod will become lighter.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the blood color in the Secret Pharmaceutical Liquid was completely absorbed by the Yin-Yang Chaos Bell. With the completion of the initial sacrifice and refining, the Pharmaceutical Liquid completely turned into a substance like water.

At the same time as the sacrifice was over, Chen Shaobai suddenly felt a tingling pain in his mind, and the sky was spinning. A coolness came from the left and right sides of the back waist. Under the nourishment of the Qiankun Jade Pill, his physical condition quickly returned to normal.

Looking at the Yin-Yang Chaos Bell lying quietly in the furnace, Chen Shaobai suddenly felt a connection between flesh and blood. He could even feel the temperature and touch of the liquid droplets in the cauldron through the small clock.

"rise!"

With a thought, the Chaos Bell actually hangs with his thoughts, floating around, running like lightning, whistling and wind, which is quite like a magic weapon of immortals. If it is seen by people who are unknown, they may even shout "Immortal Master".

But Chen Shaobai knew that the scene in front of him was only the effect of the preliminary sacrifice and refining, and only the life-saving function of the semi-automatic triggering of the defense mechanism, and the true power of the Yin-Yang Chaos Bell was not even one ten thousand. However, the complete sacrifice and refining was something that he needed to consider after breaking through to the secret realm of Qi Quenching.

The completion of the sacrifice and refining gave Chen Shaobai a lot of materials. Looking at the materials on the table, Chen Shaobai only spent ten breaths to think about the process and started to operate it immediately.

What he has refined now is a potion called Qingshen San. Its function is to consolidate the foundation and consolidate the current realm. It is the best choice for those who have just obtained a breakthrough - of course, it refers to the level of mortals.

This is a must-learn in the elixir courses in Fengzhou Academy. Chen Shaobai studied it very seriously and cared about it, but when he was exposed to the secret realm of tempering, he had a broader understanding than many registered disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect.

In his heart, only those who have refined the four-level [refining array] powerhouses in the hands of powerful people with the fourth level of tempering [refining array], melted countless spiritual power arrays and possessed medicines that turn decay into magical powers, can be qualified to be called pills. The rest are just pills that mix the medicinal properties evenly. Although they are of some magical use, they are not very magical and mysterious.

The refining time of Qingshen San is locked for an hour. Whether it is a beginner or a tutor who is proficient in this, no matter whether it is success or failure, they cannot make too many changes. Moreover, they all need to reach the last moment to confirm whether they have successfully refined the alchemy, and Chen Shaobai is the same.

As time came, Chen Shaobai slowly untied the furnace and a strong fragrance of osmanthus came to his face. A total of twenty-one apricot-yellow Qingshen San pills appeared in front of him.

The pills are round and smooth, with full particles, pure color, and no trace of light, which means that both the fire control and the pill collection technique are approaching perfection.

But Chen Shaobai didn't care. He believed that there was not much to be proud of. He just copied the records in the book perfectly. From the composition, weight, steps to the number of elixirs, it was the same as in textbooks, with no difference. This was a light of strong memory and analysis ability.

But he didn't know that even many alchemy masters who had studied this path for decades could not do this.

Each seven pills are filled with three bottles in total, clean the alchemy cauldron, then throw the remaining ingredients on the table in one go, put them on a low heat and simmer them.

"The evil things are useless to others, so they die. Cao Ran, since you have provoked me repeatedly, you can't blame me for taking the initiative and sending you to death."

Thinking of the proverb of the orange sword beside him, Chen Shaobai's mouth cracked a big curve and immediately pushed the door out.

Outdoor, the moon is in full swing.

Although Chen Shaobai was not a fool in the past, he was not far from the same place. Every time he went out, he either brought a map or asked for directions. But now, he has memorized the map paths of the entire Fengzhou Academy, and traveled back and forth in the courtyard, rising and falling lightly like a feather.

His behavior was very similar to a thief thief, but he was more familiar and smoother than any thief thief. He not only successfully avoided the students who were hiding out at night during the day, but also did not even make any sound.

With a sharp ear, he has reached a harsh level of demand for sound, and his powerful soul is enough to perfectly manipulate his body.

A quarter of an hour later, Chen Shaobai sneaked into Cao Ran's roof quietly, and the two swordsman-level guards found no clue at all.

The moans that came out of the woman's throat like a night cat came from the room from time to time. The two guards were restless and were discussing whether they should go to Wanji Tower to find a kabuki to relieve their fire. However, when they heard these faint sounds, Chen Shaobai's heart was as calm as water, his heartstrings were not disturbed at all, and his breathing was long and steady.

On the one hand, it was baptized by the romance action movies in previous lives, and on the other hand, it was the increasingly powerful spiritual power that played a role.

Perfect performance during battle, precise allocation during alchemy, and control of the original heart when tempted... These are just auxiliary products brought by powerful mental power. The real benefits have not even been revealed.

Cao Ran's combat ability in bed was not as arrogant as he was. Even with the strong body of the swordsman, he only persisted for a quarter of an hour and then blew. He lay on the bed and gasped for a long time, then roared angrily, causing the woman who had a friendship with a happy life to get out of the way, with a ruthless old client style.

The woman left for only ten breaths, and Chen Shaobai broke into the window after the back of her feet.

"Uncle, you dare..."

Cao Ran spoke subconsciously, but his words were blocked by an oncoming sword light.

Puff!

Blood suddenly appeared.

Covering his neck and trying to stop the wound from surging blood in vain, Cao Ran's eyes turned pale, staring at Chen Shaobai with vicious and unwillingness to say something, but they all turned into powerless moans.

Draw a sword, kill people, seize wealth, and leave.

This process is not good. With the strength of the swordsman's realm, it was a completely crushing situation. Cao Ran's brain, which was filled with **, had no time to react, and was penetrated through his throat with a sword and died.

After seizing a sword named Chi Xiao, wiped the blood and confirmed that he had left no clues, Chen Shaobai rose and fell, and ran around like a fish playing in the water, floating with no breath of fireworks, and returned to the dormitory briskly.

Kill people and rob people, and then pretend to be innocent.

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