Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

boom! boom! boom!

Inside the medicine cauldron, there was constant roaring.

Waves of energy ripples continued to hit the inner wall of the medicine cauldron. Even the large and heavy Ten Thousand Beast Cauldron was shaken at this time, and the entire cauldron trembled slightly.

It can be seen from this that the energy fluctuations released by the fusion of the seventh-grade elixir are extremely violent.

If it were an ordinary seventh-level medicine cauldron, it would probably be gradually damaged under the impact of this energy over many years.

Only Tianding, not to mention a mere seventh-grade elixir, even eighth-grade or ninth-grade elixirs can withstand it.

It is made of extremely precious and rare materials.

In the cauldron, a black sun floats.

Inside, the essence of more than twenty kinds of medicinal materials, various medicinal powders, or medicinal liquids, began to slowly approach, slowly merged together, and then began a slow fusion process.

With the help of the power of the soul in the middle stage of the spiritual realm, Wei Yang barely passed this most dangerous level. Although it was quite thrilling, he finally got through the most dangerous and critical step.

Next, you only need to maintain this stable fusion state. If there are no mistakes, you can successfully condense the prototype of the elixir.

Wei Yang also let out a breath and relaxed a little.

"Now, the most critical step has been passed. Next, as long as we maintain stability and condense the elixir, it is only a matter of time." Wei Yang couldn't help but smile.

If I could really succeed in refining this seventh-grade life-returning pill on my first try, that would be really extraordinary.

After all, even some seventh-grade senior alchemists have a high failure rate when they try to refine seventh-grade elixirs.

Well, of course, Wei Yang's situation is different. His soul realm is too high.

But don't forget, he is actually not that old, only twenty-four years old.

The high realm of soul is also part of one's own strength.

"Come on, keep it up, strive for one-time success, and officially become a seventh-grade alchemist!" Wei Yang licked his lips and thought to himself.

The gold content of a seventh-grade alchemist is no joke.

In a place like the Black Corner Domain, seventh-grade elixirs are almost legendary.

Many people, not to mention taking it, only see it with their own eyes a handful of times in their lives.

As for the seventh-grade alchemist, even if you look at the entire continent, there are not many.

…

Time passes slowly.

The sun sets across the sky.

Night gradually enveloped the earth and swallowed up the light.

On the cliff, Wei Yang sat cross-legged, like an old monk in meditation. In the medicine cauldron in front of him, a black sun burned blazingly.

Almost all of his mind was placed in the medicine cauldron, constantly sensing the heat of the flames and the various reactions produced by the essence of various medicinal materials fused at every moment, and making adjustments quickly at any time.

The black sun is suspended, with black flames leaping and swaying on the surface, like a naughty but well-behaved child.

Inside the black sun, there is a ball of liquid about half the size of a fist.

The liquid was slightly colorful, like a chaotic mixture.

Although they are chaotic and repulsive, they appear to be quite stable. Various energies of different colors are slowly merging in an orderly manner.

Looking at this, as long as all the medicinal power in it is completely integrated, it can gradually condense into the prototype of the elixir.

Of course, this is a rather slow process.

According to Wei Yang's estimate, the integration time would probably take at least five or six days.

Coming to this result, Wei Yang couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

There is a reason why seventh-grade elixirs are expensive.

Let’s not talk about the value of various medicinal materials. The trouble, cumbersomeness, time consumed, etc. of the refining process alone are very valuable.

The unit of measurement is often measured in months. Isn’t it expensive?

Taking a slow breath in his heart, Wei Yang slowly closed his eyes.

He separated a bit of his mind and began to run the Black Sun Burning Heaven Technique to absorb the energy of the surrounding heaven and earth to replenish his consumption.

But the soul power is still hovering in the medicine cauldron, controlling the heat and the fusion of various medicinal powers.

The integration is on track and has stabilized.

Now, all he needs to do is wait quietly.

…

And this time, another full five days passed.

This refining of the medicine has lasted for twenty days.

In the past few days, Wei Yang's aura gradually became more and more vague.

Even his breathing became extremely light and almost inaudible.

He looked like an old monk who was about to pass away, with a vague and uncertain aura.

If Yao Lao were here, with his knowledge, he would definitely understand that Wei Yang was in an extremely mysterious state at this moment.

This is a state that all alchemists dream of.

It can be encountered but cannot be sought.

Something akin to an epiphany!

At this moment, Wei Yang seemed to have fallen into silence like an old monk in meditation.

But inside the medicine cauldron in front of him, there was a rumbling sound like thunder stirring up the earth's fire.

The energy ripples continue to spread.

However, an extremely terrifying soul force is whistling and circling inside.

And under this soul power, all the fluctuations have become strangely docile, and they can only be allowed to be controlled and tamed obediently, without causing any waves.

The state that Wei Yang is in now is called the Alchemy Soul Realm in the world of medicine refining.

In this wonderful state, the power of his soul will be infinitely amplified.

In the face of this short-lived, but extremely terrifying soul power, there is no chance of failure in refining elixirs.

In other words, as long as the alchemist enters this state, the elixir he refines this time will definitely be successful regardless of the success rate in advance or his lack of experience.

Moreover, most of the experience and feelings of refining the elixir this time will be retained and remembered.

It was as if it had gone through the refining process ten times or dozens of times.

When refining this elixir in the future, the success rate will naturally increase accordingly.

This is a mysterious state that all high-level alchemists dream of pursuing.

Think about it, Wei Yang is just refining the seventh-grade elixir, what if it is the eighth-grade elixir?

If a high-level alchemist successfully masters the experience and feeling of refining an eighth-grade elixir, it can significantly improve the success rate of its refining. Is that even possible?

Not much, as long as there is a 50% success rate, it is terrifying!

In other words, as long as there is no shortage of medicinal materials, this alchemist can almost refine some kind of eighth-grade elixir in batches!

The eighth-grade elixir was a treasure that even the strongest Dou Zun would be jealous of.

A truly spiritual elixir!

But unfortunately, this wonderful state can only be encountered but not sought.

Whether you can meet her or not depends entirely on chance.

Obviously, Wei Yang was favored by God this time.

However, it is a pity that this opportunity only fell on the seventh-grade life-returning pill.