Fang Han didn't expect that it was so difficult to refine the most common first-level pill, the Qi Recovery Pill.

Five days later.

After countless failures.

The cost of paying is already more than a thousand spirit stones.

Fang Han's mentality is already extremely calm.

It can even be said to be Buddhist.

Still a familiar program.

Preheat, control the flames, and add elixirs one by one.

His movements were already flowing, very natural.

The muscles have formed memories.

The elixir is slowly melting in layers.

"This is OK"

His heart was completely calm, and he naturally activated his magic power. The flames changed in shape and focused on melting the spiritual medicine.

After more than ten breaths, I saw that the liquid was almost done, so I would like to go to the next one.

After the main medicine is added and melted, it becomes a big pot of steamed stew.

Fang Han activated his magic power again, the flames became neutral and peaceful, and the green spiritual liquid began to merge.

He used his spiritual sense to observe calmly, and tried to evenly integrate the medicinal power in the spiritual liquid.

After a full stick of incense.

His eyes narrowed slightly and suddenly opened.

"Change!"

He pinched his fingers with a sharp finger, and a pure magic power penetrated into the alchemy furnace.

This time, a crisp sound came from the alchemy furnace.

Instead of the messy explosions that were the last few times before.

Could it be said?

His heart thumped and he hurriedly maintained the temperature balance in the alchemy furnace.

Finally, a burst of fragrance came from the alchemy furnace.

Open the lid of the Danfurnace.

I saw more than twenty pills lying inside, more than half of which were black waste pills.

Only seven are green and fragrant elixirs.

It is the Qi Recovery Pill.

"It's done!"

Fang Han was delighted.

Unexpectedly, he was already satisfied with nearly 30% of the elixir rate.

After so many days and countless failures, he finally succeeded in refining the alchemy for the first time.

Although he was happy at this moment, he was not very excited.

It can be said that alchemy is also tempering his state of mind.

This is a major gain from him in the process of alchemy.

"The refining process and techniques of first-level spiritual pills."

“It’s similar.”

"Next, I just have to practice hard."

"It will basically not fail again, and the elixir rate will increase."

"When I'm fully sure, I will refine Yan Dan."

Fang Han thought to himself.

Dingyan Dan was the one he promised to give to the female cultivator surnamed Huang and exchange for the other party’s rejuvenation technique.

Although this Dingyan Pill is still a first-level spiritual pill.

However, the main medicine of Dingyan Grass must be more than a hundred years old.

Fang Han found only one in the sunset forest and transplanted it into the spiritual field of the Immortal Palace, which is about to reach a century.

There is only one plant.

Only success, not failure.

After more than ten days of practice, Fang Han was already very confident in refining most first-level spiritual pills.

Being able to refine first-level elixirs is already considered a first-level alchemist.

Fang Han is currently short of money again.

The spirit stones I obtained before were purchased, including purchase of magic equipment, alchemy furnaces, alchemy techniques, and the cost of alchemy.

There are very few left.

In the fairy palace cave, there are only a dozen spiritual medicines obtained from the sunset forest, which have reached a century of age and are still growing.

He entered the fairy palace cave and began to take care of the spiritual medicine.

At this moment, suddenly, his heart moved.

The soul returns to the body.

With one hand raised, a note from the gate of the courtyard floated in.

But it was sent by Zheng Rong.

It turns out that tomorrow night, there will be a communication meeting between low-level casual cultivators in Guiyizhai, Chengxi.

Used to exchange some experiences in each other's cultivation, as well as exchange the resources required.

Fang Han has always been exploring and practicing alone.

This kind of cultivation experience between the qi-training monks [Doudou Novel www.doudouxs.cn] is naturally very useful to him.

What's more, you may encounter the treasure you need.

So, he just thought about it for a moment and decided to go.

Anyway, in the fairy city, safety can basically be guaranteed.

The next evening.

According to the agreement on the sound transmission.

Fang Han took the beast carriage and arrived outside the Guiyizhai gate in the west of the city.

I saw Zheng Rong standing at the door from a distance.

As soon as I saw Fang Han get off the car.

The two of them came to meet.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Fang, you are here." Zheng Rong smiled and stepped forward and bowed.

"Since Brother Zheng invited me, how dare I not come?" Fang Han also replied with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, you and Junior Sister Huang have no further information?"

"What are you thinking? Junior Sister Huang and I hit it off at first sight."

The two of them were fighting and walked into Guiyizhai.

Walking through a small bridge and flowing water, the two of them came to an elegantly decorated hall with lit fragrance.

In the hall, there is a large oval table.

There are about thirty chairs around.

More than half of them have already been seated.

Zheng Rong knew many of them. After going in, he greeted Fang Han and sat down.

Fang Han glanced at her eyes.

I saw a thin-faced old man sitting on the chair in the middle of the hall. He was wearing a soap robe and a kind smile on his face.

"This is a famous casual cultivator in our Yunye Fairy City and Taoist of Shanyang."

"He initiated this exchange meeting."

"Nine levels of Qi training."
To be continued...