The speed of the inn was much faster than Qin Yu expected. The elixir recipe and three parts, the materials sealed in the metal box, were delivered to him within half an hour.

After carefully reading the pill recipe and considering the refining steps and techniques, Qin Yu finally had a certain understanding of the Nine-Level Xuantian Pill. No wonder, when he said he wanted to refine it, a group of women would show the vibrating and suspicious eyes.

Just do it silently. Even if you take all your strength, the chance of becoming an elixir is only one tenth, or even lower. If you count the steps to adapt to the alchemy, it is impossible for all three parts of the materials to turn into waste residue. I saw the shadow of the Nine-Level Xuantian Pill.

Fortunately, Qin, who has never relied on himself to refine elixirs. If he included the little blue lamp, it should be a bit possible.

Open the first metal box. This box is the same as the one Qin Yu used to exchange it before, and you can see that the internal materials are precious. Of course, with the preciousness of the Nine-Level Xuantian Pill, even if you use eyelashes, you can know that the things you need must be extremely expensive!

There are seven main materials, thirteen auxiliary materials, eighteen types of elixirs, and thirty-eight types of elixirs. After unboxing, the rich spiritual power is breathing. You will feel refreshed after taking a breath.

After carefully searching, he confirmed that all the materials were intact. Qin Yu took a breath and turned around and ordered, "I will start to refine the alchemy now. During this period, no matter what happens, no matter what happens."

The maid with a bun-faced look at Qin Yu closing the door, her pale little face was mourning, and almost shed tears. People who didn't even know the pill formula have read it so many times and started to refine the pill. How can such a thing be done in the world? At least, think about it for a while and give me some confidence.

Originally, the little maid who had the last trace of expectation hidden in her heart has now completely given up.

Turning around and looking at the backyard of the inn, my mother and the others had already figured out how to treat the lady, but I don’t know how she is now. At this time, I was not in front of the lady, but ran here to watch Qin Yu refining the alchemy. It was so stupid!

In the secret room, Qin Yu swept his divine thoughts, but he didn't notice anything wrong. He brushed his sleeves and took out the Lihuo Cauldron. Qin Yu has not been able to see through it until today. He has a very good grade. In addition, after following Qin Yu for a long time, he has used the most frequently and is most familiar. Of course, it is the best choice for refining the Nine-Level Xuantian Pill now.

Even with the little blue lamp in hand, Qin Yu dared not be careless at all. The first time he refined a pill of this level, he had to fully mobilize and exert his own advantages.

His fingers slashed through the void, and the flame appeared out of thin air, fell into the alchemy furnace, activated the formation in the furnace, absorbed the spiritual power of heaven and earth by himself, and transformed into a raging flame.

Qin Yu opened the metal box, took out the first piece of material, and shook his hand and sent it into the Lihuo Cauldron. If other alchemists knew that Qin Yu had just obtained the pill recipe and started to refine it, they would definitely jump out of their feet and scold them!

Just as before, the maid who was desperate in the bun face was, unless her elixir level was far beyond the level of the elixirs she refined, she could directly start to refine with her superb skills and experience. If a elixir corresponding to her own level or even higher than the level, even if the success rate is not mentioned, she must carefully consider it, think about it again and again, or even simulate it before she dares to start to start. What's more, it is a precious thing like the Nine-Level Xuantian Pill!

Qin Yu is not ignorant of these things. The key is that what he lacks the most now is time. The woman who suffered backlash may not be able to survive today. So even if she knew that she had to refine the alchemy, there was almost no possibility of success, Qin Yu would start.

Because only by truly refining can we be familiar with the alchemy process in the shortest time.

Qin Yu had no expression on his face, his heart was calm, without any turbulence. He made magic tricks with his hands to control the change of fire and the infusion of spiritual power in the world.

Soon, the first main material was completely dissolved, Qin Yu put in the second part of the material, which was an auxiliary spiritual planting. The refining process was simple and could be fused with the first main material.

The refining was very smooth. Through divine sense, Qin Yu clearly discovered that the two materials had begun to merge. He raised his hand to grab the third elixir, and just waited for the fusion to be completed, he threw himself into the Lihuo Cauldron.

But at this moment, with a dull "bang", Qin Yu's fingers froze slightly, and his face turned pale. He took back the magic trick, the flames in the alchemy furnace went out, and opened the mouth of the cauldron, and a trace of black smoke surged out with the smell of burnt.

Refining failed.

It is not the time when the elixir is condensed, nor when the material is pooled, and even the step of refining materials has not been completed.

The second material failed...

Although he knew that it was definitely not easy to refine the Nine-Level Xuantian Pill, this failure was still there, which Qin Yu was unexpected. Especially when he believed that there was no problem at all and everything was under control, the failure seemed particularly heavy.

After frowning and thinking for a while, Qin Yu took out a piece of black waste, carefully poured it beside him. For other monks, the materials that failed to refine were completely useless. Qin Yu had a small blue lamp in his hand, but he still had the opportunity to reuse it.

Continue to refine.

Taking out the second part of the material and quickly proceeded to the same second step as before. Qin Yu's divine consciousness completely exploded, sensing any subtle reaction in the alchemy furnace.

Sure enough, as the materials began to fuse, a faint repulsion reaction appeared, but this reaction was not because of the inconsistent properties of each other, but because... the fusion was too fast.

The first two materials of the Nine-Level Xuantian Pill, one main and one auxiliary, form the foundation of the elixir, so the medicinal properties of the two spiritual plants are completely attractive and complementary. Once they meet, they will be fusion in the shortest time.

However, this rapid fusion will lead to the medicinal properties of the two spiritual plants that cannot be completely combined, but will instead create gaps and then repel them, which will eventually lead to failure.

Qin Yu noticed this and quickly shot out the magic trick in his hand to slow down the infusion of spiritual power in the world, artificially interfere with the fusion speed of the two materials, slowing down about twice, and finally perfectly merged.

Sure enough, there is a reason for the difficulty in refining the Nine-Level Xuantian Pill. The integration of the second material alone has extremely high requirements for the spiritual consciousness of the alchemy monk. Otherwise, the reason will not be noticed at all, and naturally they will have to fail continuously.

If you don’t have time to be happy, the third type of material will be added, and there are thirty-five types later.

Qin Yu's expression became more and more serious. He only had three pieces of materials and only one day. The degree of confidence that he still had in his heart had disappeared a lot at this time.

The maid with a bun-faced man held her chin with her hands and looked blankly at the door. Qin Yu had been in for more than three hours. I wonder what the situation is now? Perhaps, he hasn't come out yet, the best result.

The sky gradually darkened, and today's night was extremely deep, like the concentration of countless ink. It made people feel the inexplicable chill in their hearts after a glance.

The maid with a bun face shivered and hurriedly lowered her head. She always felt that the night was not auspicious, so she would never look at it again. The lady would be fine, she would definitely be fine. She prayed silently in her heart, over and over again.

I felt my thoughts a little blurred, as if after a while, the sound of birds cries sounded in my ears. It was Sister Kuju’s thrush, this little colored bird, which has recently reached the estrus period. Every morning, it will let go of its throat and scream, which makes people feel annoyed.

When you get up, you must ask the lady to say yes to Sister Kuju and tie the mouth of this colored bird up!

Miss……

The maid with a bun face was shocked, and she sat up straight, looking up in panic. Sure enough, she saw the sky that was faintly turning white. She pinched her fleshy little face and felt a pain.

It's not dreaming, it's really dawn!

Baozi almost cried, she fell asleep, but she actually fell asleep! At this time, the lady was in a coma and was in danger... She wanted to kill herself, so she hurriedly stood up and walked to the door.

The aura of prohibition came from inside, obviously Qin Yu had not appeared from inside.

Baozi's face relaxed slightly, and he was immediately anxious. It was this time, why haven't he come out yet?

At this moment, a burst of crying suddenly came from the backyard of the inn. Because it was far away, it was so vague that it couldn't be heard clearly.

The bun's face turned pale in an instant, "Miss!"

Swish-

Tears collapsed in an instant.

She turned and ran away.

As for Qin Yu...

I shouldn't have believed him, and I wasted my last night and time with the lady!

Miss, hold on for a while, wait for me to pass... No, no... Miss, don't die! The messy thoughts are like fighting in my mind, and the little maid cries even more violently.

The lady's yard arrived, and indeed the crying came from inside. The little maid's legs became weak and she almost fell to the ground.

"Miss!"

She rushed into the room with a grief and saw the lady Pang Hongrun on the bed and was talking with a smile. She couldn't help but be stunned. She was immediately overjoyed, "Miss, you're fine, it's so good!"

He turned around and bowed repeatedly, "Thank you mom, thank you sisters for saving my lady!"

Mom Sang and a group of women around him showed mourning and honorable faces, their faces froze and their eyes were unbearable.

The woman laughed and scolded, "What's the strength of eyesight! If not, you served me since I was a child, and I would have replaced you!" Waving his hand, he pulled the confused little maid to his side, and turned around and said, "Aunt Hong, I'll ask you to take care of her in the future. She is stupid, lazy and greedy. You can take some time in the future and find her with a good temper and rich family, otherwise I'm afraid she will starve to death."

Sang's mother, who was named Aunt Hong, had a red eyes and squeezed out a smile, "Don't worry, Mr. Wei, Congcong will be my daughter in the future."

"Master Wei, we will take care of the Cangbang too!"

"Don't worry."

"Master Wei, I can't bear to bear you!"

A trace of rosy on the little maid's face faded, and she stared at her pale eyes, "Little little... Miss..."

The woman gave her a candy-fried chestnut and laughed and scolded: "You little, you are so big, your chest is still young, are you laughing at me?" Her eyes showed a hint of sadness, and she pursed her lips, "If you listen to Aunt Hong in the future, don't you run around by yourself, do you hear it?"
Chapter completed!