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Chapter 42: Master Shen's Seriousness

After a while, Gao Meng completed the refining of the Qi-inducing Pill.

However, Taoist Shen frowned slightly and said earnestly:

Half a year ago, your master warned you that you must be careful when refining medicinal materials and never use defective ones.

But your master discovered that there is still a slight flaw in your medicine powder, which causes the medicinal properties of the pill you refined to be weakened by at least 20%.

In the next month, you don't need to make pills, just focus on refining the medicinal materials for the Qi-inducing Pill until there are no problems with the medicinal materials. "

"Third disciple, it's your turn."

"When refining the Qi-inducing Pill, the tension of the dancing technique was too great, causing the pill to swell and the particles to be too large when it was condensed..."

Taoist Shen's voice echoed in the ears of his third disciple Chen Luo, and his heart sank.

Looking at the swelling pill in front of him, Chen Luo couldn't help but sigh.

This was not the first time he had encountered such a problem. Every time he refined the Qi-Inducing Pill, he always lacked control at the critical moment.

Taoist Shen's eyes fell on Chen Luo, and then said:

From today on, for the next six months, the amount of medicinal materials you need to refine Qi-inducing Pills will be reduced from ten to eight."

Chen Luo's heart tightened. Reducing the amount of medicinal materials meant that he needed to control the refining process more precisely and there could not be any mistakes.

Then, Master Shen's eyes fell on another disciple, "

It's your turn, Fourth Disciple Zhao Wei."

Zhao Wei took a deep breath, started to make a fire and refine the elixir.

He carefully lit a fire under the alchemy furnace. It went smoothly at first, but the fire began to fluctuate in strength.

He looked nervously at the peanut-sized pill in the furnace. It was half gray and half dark red in appearance, with uneven colors, and its medicinal strength was obviously halved.

"The art of controlling fire still requires more practice."

Taoist Shen's voice was calm but with a hint of severity, "I will punish you to practice for no less than four hours every day for half a month."

Zhao Wei nodded his head and secretly made up his mind to work harder to improve his alchemy skills.

Zhu Wuhong approached Zhang Xiaoshan and said in a low voice:

This time, the master's inspection of us is much stricter than before, and I think I'm going to be in trouble."

"Master is strict with you because he hopes your alchemy skills can improve."

Zhang Xiaoshan also responded in a low voice: "As the saying goes, a strict teacher produces excellent students."

"I know this!"

Zhu Wuhong whispered again: "But this time, Master actually wants to reduce the amount of medicinal materials for everyone to make pills. Isn't this equivalent to reducing the number of times we make pills?

This will affect the number of pills we hand in every month, which will result in a reduction in the number of low-grade spirit stones we earn.

However, I can also understand that Master is doing this to remind us.”

"As long as you understand!"

Zhang Xiaoshan nodded and whispered.

Taoist Shen in front watched the alchemy process of seven people in turn.

Except for Song Yanli, none of the others were spared and were all punished.

"Half a year ago, I corrected your alchemy techniques, but half a year has passed and I am not satisfied with your progress."

At this moment, Taoist Shen frowned slightly, with a serious face, and said with some dissatisfaction: "

You should know that you only have ten years to follow me in refining the elixir.

Ten years later, you will work for the Wang family, a family of immortal cultivators.

And within these ten years, if you can’t become a first-grade primary alchemist, don’t say I’m your master! ”

Several people standing next to the alchemy furnace lowered their heads slightly and listened quietly, while the boys burning wood around them looked nervous and kept quiet.

After an incense stick of time, Taoist Shen looked at Zhou Shu who was not far away and said, "

Zhou Shu, I don't need to see your alchemy skills.

I heard that during this period of time, you often walked out of the palace gate to eat, drink and have fun with some bad friends.

I guess your alchemy skills are not much better.

Within half a year, the amount of medicinal materials you need to refine Qi-inducing Pills will be reduced from ten to five."

"Master, your punishment for me is too severe!"

Zhou Shu's face changed when he heard this, and he said a little aggrievedly:

Other brothers would reduce the amount of alchemy materials by two or three at most, but I directly reduced it by half.

this……"

"How dare you talk back! You are such a hopeless case!"

Taoist Shen said softly:

Your talent is not too bad among your fellow disciples. If you practice alchemy well, it will not be difficult for you to become a first-grade junior alchemist within ten years.

If you continue like this, what future do you have? "

After saying this, Zhou Shu suddenly became speechless.

Then, Taoist Shen looked at Zhang Xiaoshan, smiled, and said:

Xiaoshan disciple, come here.

I heard that you have been practicing alone in the alchemy room almost every day. You are doing very well."

"Master, thank you for your praise. This is what a disciple should do."

Zhang Xiaoshan walked forward and said.

"You are the most talented disciple I have ever accepted."

Taoist Shen smiled and said earnestly:

It is rare that you can stay alone in the alchemy room almost every day.

Although I don’t know whether you are practicing or refining pills in it, and I rarely see you go to the cafeteria.

During these three months, you stayed in the alchemy room every day. Just for this reason, you are a role model for other brothers and sisters.

With your talent for cultivation and your diligence, your future achievements will probably be beyond the reach of your fellow brothers and sisters."

"Disciple just wants to become a powerful Immortal Master, so I work so hard."

Zhang Xiaoshan bowed slightly and said modestly.

"I am just a poor boy from Hongye Village. How can I deserve such praise from the master?"

Not far away, Zhou Shu, who was standing next to an alchemy furnace, had a gloomy face and whispered to himself.

After hearing this, the eyes of the other people flickered. Some looked calm, some smiled, and some showed disdain.

"Okay, Xiaoshan, it's your turn next."

Taoist Shen said again: "Let me see how well you master the art of burning fire and how to heat the alchemy furnace."

Zhang Xiaoshan nodded, walked to the alchemy furnace beside him, squatted down, reached out to pick up the firewood beside him, and threw it under the alchemy furnace.

As everyone watched from a distance, he stretched out his hand and a ray of flame condensed from magic emerged from his fingertips, which he casually threw into the air.

In an instant, the pile of firewood under the furnace burst into flames like a flower of fire.

The flame burned quickly, and he quickly used his skills to skillfully control the size of the flame, so that the flame under the alchemy furnace always maintained a stable size.

"Ok?"

"Look!"

Someone's eyes suddenly lit up, a hint of surprise appeared on his face, and he spoke in surprise.

They didn't expect that Zhang Xiaoshan was so skilled in lighting the fire under the alchemy furnace, and the flame under the furnace always maintained a stable size.

They knew very well that keeping the flame under the furnace stable would help keep the temperature inside the furnace balanced, which was of great benefit to alchemy.

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