Dou Po: My grandfather is a six-star Dou Sage

Refining medicine, this seemingly simple cauldron of flames, contains endless mysteries and profundities.

This is not only the pickiness and matching of medicinal materials, but also the meticulous control of heat, time and fighting spirit.

Every tiny movement, every depth of breath, is directly related to the quality and success or failure of the final elixir.

Therefore, he never dared to slack off in the slightest. He concentrated on every time he made medicine and devoted himself wholeheartedly.

As time went by, the liquid in the medicine cauldron gradually turned from turbid to clear and transparent, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

However, at this moment, the flames in the medicine cauldron suddenly became extremely fierce, as if they were going to devour everything.

His eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle, focusing on the fire, and his hands danced in the air like playing a harp, controlling the flow of fighting energy.

He knew in his heart that the heat at this moment was crucial, and if there was any slight difference, all previous efforts might be wasted.

But at the critical moment when the elixir was about to take shape, a deafening loud noise suddenly came from the cauldron, like thunder exploding between heaven and earth.

Immediately afterwards, the tripod shook violently, as if it was about to explode.

The force was so powerful that it seemed to overturn the entire platform.

The old man's expression changed, he quickly withdrew his fighting spirit, pushed open the cauldron cover with both hands, and then quickly retreated.

Then, a huge burst of energy instantly burst out from the cauldron, knocking everything around to the ground. Black smoke and dust filled the air.

After the smoke and dust dispersed, the medicine cauldron was still standing there.

But the pill that was about to take shape had disappeared without a trace.

When the old man saw this scene, he stood frozen on the spot, feeling an indescribable sense of loss in his heart.

At this moment, a voice sounded.

"Wei Lao, the method of refining medicine is full of variables. Failure is common, so you don't have to worry too much."

Jiang Xing, who was in the distance, witnessed the whole process of exploding the cauldron. Seeing the old man's appearance, he came to comfort him.

This old Wei is named Wei Jian, and he is one of the two eighth-grade alchemists of the Jiang family.

Wei Jian had watched Jiang Xing grow up, and his temperament was quite suitable, so Jiang Xing came to him to refine the Heavenly Soul Fusion Blood Pill.

Wei Jian raised his head and looked at Jiang Xing's young and determined face, feeling warm in his heart.

Wei Jian loves and hates Jiang Xing who often comes to him to refine medicine.

He hates it because, as an eighth-grade alchemist, Jiang Xing often asks him to refine some low-level elixirs, which makes him very depressed.

I love nature because when he failed in refining medicine, Jiang Xing could always give him comfort and encouragement like he did now.

Wei Jian, as an eighth-grade alchemist, has failed countless times in refining medicine, so he can naturally see through it.

The disappointment just now was just that I felt that the elixir was almost ready to take shape, and it would be a pity to fail.

After adjusting his mentality, Wei Jian said to Jiang Xing: "Tell me, what kind of elixir are you going to refine when you come here to see me this time?"

Wei Jian didn't believe that Jiang Xing would come to him if nothing happened.

Seeing Wei Jian being so straightforward, Jiang Xing also rubbed his hands and chuckled.

"Hey, Mr. Wei, I want you to help me make a pill."

As soon as Jiang Xing finished speaking, Wei Jian said directly: "No time!"

Jiang Xing:? ? I comforted you just now, and you treat me like this?

However, Jiang Xing knew that Wei Jian was a sharp-tongued man with a soft heart, so he was not annoyed.

He directly took out the Tianhun Blood Melting Pill recipe and the materials required for refining it from the Najie, and handed it to Wei Jian.

"This is the elixir that nourishes the fetus in my wife's family. I don't feel comfortable leaving it to others to refine, so I would like to ask Elder Wei to help refine it."

Of course, Jiang Xing did not forget to compliment Wei Jian.

Wei Jian was really impressed by Jiang Xing's words.

No longer pretending, he took the prescription and started reading.

He attended Jiang Xing's wedding and knew that Jiang Xing's wife was pregnant.

At the wedding, he also gave a lot of anti-fetal pills.

After hearing that Jiang Xing said that he was going to refine it to nourish the fetus for his wife who had just passed by, Wei Jian took it and started reading it.

Wei Jian nodded when he saw the introduction of the elixir, "Seven-grade elixir."

He is not afraid that Jiang Xing will ask him to refine the seventh or eighth grade elixir, but he is afraid that Jiang Xing will overuse his talents and ask him to refine the fifth or sixth grade, or even lower grade elixir.

After reading the recipe for the Heavenly Soul Fusion Blood Pill, Wei Jian felt that this pill was not difficult to refine.

So he said to Jiang Xing, "Well, I'll ask someone to send it to you in two days."

He didn't want Jiang Xing to bother him again, so he decided to have the elixir delivered after refining it.

"Okay, thank you Mr. Wei!"

Wei Jian waved his hand towards Jiang Xing, indicating that Jiang Xing could leave.

However, Jiang Xing did not leave, but handed another Nai Ring to Wei Jian.

Wei Jian had a dark look on his face.

"You want to refine other elixirs? You kid can't finish it in one breath!"

Jiang Xing said mysteriously: "It's not about refining elixirs. Mr. Wei, take a look at what's inside."

Wei Jian looked suspicious when he heard that he was not going to refine the elixir.

After taking the ring, his soul force penetrated into it like a thin thread.

Inside the ring, Wei Jian was shocked by this scene.

I saw countless pill prescriptions densely placed in the Najie. They were like ancient scrolls, exuding a mysterious atmosphere. Wei Jian couldn't wait to look through these pill prescriptions.

After taking a moment to scan through these prescriptions, Wei Jian's eyes flashed with ecstasy and shock. He couldn't believe his eyes and could hardly control his heartbeat.

These elixirs in Na Jie were naturally obtained by Jiang Xing from Yao Chen, and he had always left them to eat ashes.

Now it's just time to give him to Wei Jian, let them shine, and make the old man happy.

The alchemist's elixir recipes are not easily passed on to others. Even Wei Jian does not have many of the elixir recipes that Yao Chen possesses.

Wei Jian took a deep breath and carefully withdrew his soul power. He looked up at Jiang Xing standing in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief.

"These prescriptions..." Wei Jian's voice was trembling, as if he was afraid that his loud voice would break this beautiful illusion.

No wonder Wei Jian was so excited when he saw these prescriptions.

For alchemists, elixir prescriptions are like maps to treasures, the treasures they pursue throughout their lives.

Jiang Xing explained with a smile: "These prescriptions are the prescriptions I accidentally collected during my experience abroad in the past few years. I knew Mr. Wei would definitely like them, so I brought them to you first, without giving them to Mr. Luo. look."

Mr. Luo is another eighth-grade alchemist of the Jiang family. He is a good friend of Wei Jian. It can be said that the two have been fighting for their whole lives.

Although he knew that these elixirs would be shown to Old Man Luo sooner or later, Wei Jian still felt warm in his heart when he heard Jiang Xing's words.

"You kid..."

At this time, Wei Jian was so moved that he didn't know what to say.

Jiang Xing said with a smile: "Mr. Wei, please study these elixirs carefully, and then you can show them off to Mr. Luo."