Imperial City College, Back Mountain Alchemy Room.

Ye Xiong looked at the ground full of waste pills and felt a pain.

In order to refine the foundation-building pill, he spent all the savings given by the Netherworld.

After using up the spirit stone, he also sold part of the energy stone at a low price.

Now, he only has two Foundation-building Pills left.

If he fails to succeed, he will really eat dirt.

"Huo Ling, the last chance." Ye Xiong said to Huo Ling.

"I believe you will succeed." Huo Ling said sonorously.

The longer he gets with Ye Xiong, the more the fire spirit is infected by his perseverance. Whether it is forging body or the current alchemy, Ye Xiong's will deeply touched it. This is the character that a true monk has.

"I believe it will succeed."

Ye Xiong calmed down and then began to refine it.

Under the power of the fire spirit, the arm began to turn red, like a red iron pillar.

As soon as the palm spitted, a dark red flame fell down his arm and fell under the alchemy furnace and began to calcinate.

This is completely the flame of the fire spirit, and there is no spell fire mixed with it.

Because the fire of magic has no effect on the cultivation of foundation-building pills.

Soon, the temperature inside the alchemy furnace rose sharply.

Ye Xiong threw the spiritual medicine into the alchemy furnace in order and began to refine it.

Ye Xiong has refined the first thirty spiritual medicines many times, but there is no problem at all. The whole process is as skillful as flowing water.

After thirty spiritual medicines, it began to become difficult because there was a conflict between spiritual medicines and spiritual medicines. We needed to find the best time to apply medicine and let them merge together. No matter how many seconds earlier or later, it would be possible.

It depends on the sensitivity of the alchemist to the elixir.

At this time, there was a fog in the alchemy furnace. Even if you use your spiritual consciousness, you could not distinguish the situation inside.

Now we can only rely on hearing and listening.

And flame control.

Grasp time.

These many factors add up to two words to describe: experience.

Ye Xiong has spent several months in order to refine this foundation-building pill.

As the spiritual medicines succeeded one by one, forty kinds of spiritual medicines were quickly integrated.

On Ye Xiong's forehead, sweat beads oozed out densely, flowing to the corners of his eyes, and he didn't care to wipe it.

All his mind and spirit at this moment are in the alchemy.

Not long after, forty-five spiritual medicines were integrated.

Ye Xiong didn't even dare to get out of the air, for fear that he would miss a certain detail when he breathed, which would lead to the final failure.

This is why an alchemist is so rare.

First of all, the alchemist burns it with money.

Not many people have so much money to cultivate alchemy.

Secondly, alchemists have too high requirements for monks.

Understanding, character, perseverance, will, and other factors are all combined.

Don't expect a rich young man who only cares about eating, drinking and having fun can become an alchemist.

Don’t expect that a person who can’t stand loneliness can become a wise alchemist.

In a blink of an eye, forty-eight spiritual medicines were found.

Ye Xiong's heart was about to jump out.

His hands even trembled as he took the medicine.

Forty-eight kinds, success.

Forty-nine kinds, success.

Only the last one is left.

"There is only one kind of fire spirit left, so let it work." Ye Xiong reminded the fire spirit.

"I believe in you, come on." Huo Ling encouraged him.

Ye Xiong threw the last spiritual medicine into the alchemy furnace.

The last step is to win and lose one step.

After the spiritual medicine enters the alchemy furnace, it slowly melts after the flame is refined, and merges with the other forty-nine kinds of spiritual medicines.

Next is the process of elixir condensation.

Ten minutes later, a strong fragrance came towards me.

At the same time, a string of light rose into the sky and flashed away in the alchemy furnace.

"Is this Danguang?"

Ye Xiong was so excited that he couldn't speak.

After staying in the Library for so long, Ye Xiong already knew a lot about alchemy.

It is said that some elixirs that are against the sky can trigger thunder after being successfully refined.

Advanced pills will also emit five-color light, and even cause changes in the wind and clouds.

These are all things he saw in the book, and he had never seen them before.

The book also says that the elixir that reaches the third grade can emit elixir light with the chance.

The ability to emit elixir light indicates that the quality of the elixir is very high.

This foundation-building pill is a third-grade elixir, but Ye Xiong never thought that he could actually refine the elixir to start the elixir.

Fortunately, the elixir light just flashed and should not be discovered.

If discovered, it will probably cause big trouble.

Ye Xiong opened the elixir furnace and a pill inside lay there quietly.

The body surface is mud-colored, very smooth and flowing.

A strong fragrance came to my nose, and I felt refreshed just by smelling it.

The room was filled with the fragrance of this elixir.

Looking at this foundation-building pill, Ye Xiong was so excited that tears came out.

After half a year, it was finally gone.

...

Imperial City College, Tutor Building.

The Tutor Building is where the college tutors live. It is built on the mountain. From this direction, you can overlook the entire Imperial City College.

This is also for the purpose of something that the tutor can discover immediately.

At this time, in the top hall, the alchemy instructor Hu Fu was sitting at the table drinking spiritual tea with an old man in his sixties, wearing a black pointed hat and a handful of gray beards.

This spiritual tea is made of spiritual medicine and is very expensive and is not something that ordinary people can afford to drink.

The gray-white-bearded old man is named Buji. He is the dean of the Imperial City Academy. He is a powerful Jindan stage man. He is a famous figure in the entire Imperial City.

However, he rarely stays in the college and comes back occasionally to check it out. College affairs are generally managed by the vice dean.

This time he came back, he had nothing to do, so he made an appointment with his friend Hu Fu to have tea.

His eyes accidentally fell outside the window, and suddenly his expression was strange.

"Dean, what's wrong?"

Khufu's eyes fell out the window, but he found nothing.

"Which is there any genius in the alchemy room in the back mountain that is refining alchemy? I just saw the elixir light. Although the elixir light just flashed, the light was very pure." Dean Buji asked.

"Maybe it was my personal students who were refining alchemy!" Hu Fu replied.

"Yes, these genius disciples of the alchemy department must be well trained, and they will become pillars of the Southern Region in the future." The dean laughed and was very satisfied: "There are still a few alchemists missing in the imperial city. If the qualifications are good, I will recommend them to His Highness Nandi at that time."

"That's great, I will definitely cultivate them well." Hu Fu was overjoyed.

If a student can enter the imperial city and become an alchemist, his status will rise. He taught these students by himself. Will they still forget him when they fly to the emperor?

After chatting for a while, the dean left.

Hufu took out the communicator and called several of his favorite students.
To be continued...