The Monk

Chapter 578 Dan Cheng

After getting all the materials, Zuo Shi was also very happy and said with a smile: "Let's practice now." He got up and entered the alchemy room. When he came to the door, he asked Zhang Ao: "Come in and take a look?" Zhang Ao said yes, so they walked into the alchemy room together.

This was the first time he saw an alchemy room. In the past, he would just find a place to set up a stove and start working. When he entered Zuo Shi's alchemy room, he couldn't help but be curious and looked around.

The four walls are painted with a red background, and a picture of yin and yang fish and eight formations is engraved on the ground, with many red lines connecting the formations to one place. In the center of the figure is a huge cauldron, with its mouth open and emitting heat outwards.

It's really hot. This was Zhang Wen's first feeling when he entered the alchemy room. His second feeling was that the alchemy furnace was really big.

The left servant asked him to sit down on the right side of the alchemy furnace. He was facing the alchemy furnace. He took out all the materials and spread them on the ground. He said softly: "Look carefully, it's begun." After finishing his words, his hands were spinning on the herbs like butterflies. Fly up.

The arrangement of the forty-nine kinds of materials is very knowledgeable. You must have it handy and arrange it according to the steps so that it can be easily accessed.

Zuo Shi put the herbs into the cauldron one by one, controlled the fire with his soul, and adjusted the temperature of the furnace to a temperature that was suitable for refining the materials. He continued to refine and burn for a while, then added another fire to extract the spiritual essence of the herbs. , separate the impurities, and burn out a straw-yellow liquid after an hour, and then quickly throw in the ten-thousand-year-old herbal medicine, two at once. When all the medicinal properties of the ten-thousand-year-old herbal medicine are burned out, quickly cover the furnace lid and start refining the elixir at a constant temperature.

The Ten Thousand Years Herb is Danyin, which uses powerful spiritual power to stimulate the properties of various herbs and allow them to fully volatilize. The remaining task is to fuse the condensation pills and control the fire to slowly roll the elixir, fully integrating and stimulating the medicinal properties to the maximum extent. Best state.

This burning lasted for three days. On the afternoon of the third day, the cauldron began to spread out the aroma. When the aroma reached its strongest, Zuo Shi burned the furnace fire more vigorously, and the soul began to condense the elixir. In just an instant, the furnace lid flew off. Opening it, the elixir floated out in a coughing fit. The golden elixirs were plump and round, but there was no spiritual fluctuation at all. They seemed to be held flat in the air by a transparent tray.

The left servant took the jade bottle to collect the medicine, put away all the floating God Pills, and then asked Zhang Awei: "Do you want to rest?"

Zhang Awei shook his head. He didn't do anything and he wasn't tired. Why should he rest? Zuo Shi said: "Then continue, I feel good." He put the second batch of materials into the cauldron one after another, and then repeated the actions of the past three days. At noon on the sixth day, the second furnace elixir was completed.

Zuo Shi was overjoyed. After collecting the elixir, he patted Zhang Ai's shoulder and said, "I failed to refine it twice before. Since I met you, I have done it three times in a row. I have to thank you for this. You are lucky."

Zhang Ain thought he heard wrongly: "Am I lucky?" He thought to himself: Am I lucky enough? What if it's not good?

Zuo Shi was very happy and confirmed: "The last alchemy was achieved thanks to you, three times in total." As he spoke, he stood up and said, "Get out." Zhang Ain walked out of the alchemy room with him.

As soon as they went out, they saw the right servant and the four venerables looking at them and smiling. The right servant rarely relaxed and said with a smile: "Divide the spoils."

"It's not enough." Zuo Shi took out two jade bottles. Four venerables plus two attendants on the left and right, two bottles of elixirs for six people were no longer enough, not to mention the fact that there was an extra Zhang Ping who took up the bulk.

Zhang Ai said obediently: "I don't want it." Not only did he not want it, he also took out ten of his own God Pills: "You are old and I am young. I will die later than you anyway."

After getting familiar with the masters, I also know how to make jokes and give favors, and I know that they will not say that they are disrespectful and rude just because of this sentence.

Zuo Shi chuckled: "We don't have as many enemies as you." Cheng Dan Liangfu was in a good mood. Zuo Shi also joked, then took out four empty jade bottles and put them on the table, and opened the elixir bottle on the right. , this is the first elixir made in the furnace. The soul put it into the bottle and took out the elixir. Golden, round and plump beads floated in front of everyone's eyes.

The right attendant frowned: "So few?" There were a total of ninety-nine God Pills floating in the air.

"Still less? I only made eighty-one last time." Zuo Shi glared.

The right waiter was a little anxious: "Where's the other bottle? Don't tell me it's empty!" As he spoke, he took the bottle, opened the cap, took out all the pills like the left waiter did, and counted them one by one: "One hundred and twenty pills. ?”

The second batch of Heavenly God Pills not only has more quantity than the first batch, but is also slightly larger in appearance and looks heavier. Although they are both golden, the second batch of Heavenly God Pills is obviously more dazzling.

Zuo Shi said: "I collected most of the materials for the first furnace of the Heavenly God Pill, and a small amount was obtained from the God Refining Valley. The materials for the second furnace were collected entirely by Zhang Wen alone. The spiritual energy will be sufficient for a longer period of time. After the pill is completed, it will be longer than the first furnace." The quality is much better, what do you think?"

Zhang Awei waved his hands quickly: "I don't want it."

"How can you not want it? One hundred and twenty pills of heaven, alas." Venerable Ping stared at the second furnace of heaven pills and let out a long sigh. Under the temptation of such great interests, even the Venerable could not make a decision. .

Zhizunzun said: "Two furnaces of pills. The second furnace is your material. After the pill is completed, keep 20 pills as reward and take the remaining 100 pills." Then he said: "The first furnace of pills has been taken from you. It’s a bargain. If you find the missing eight spiritual grasses, we will have a chance to share the Heavenly God Pill. I have to thank you very much. We have taken advantage of this. You can put away the second furnace of the Heavenly God Pill.”

The left waiter, the right waiter, and the three venerables had no objections. They thought this division was fair. The right waiter took it upon himself to collect the second batch of 100 pills and handed them to Zhang Wen: "Take it."

Everyone was reluctant to give up. One more pill would mean one more chance to transform into a god. However, the six masters did not say anything about killing people or robbing the pill, which was enough to show their open-mindedness.

But Zhang Ping had no intention of putting it away. If he had obtained the elixir recipe before, he might have left some of the elixirs behind, but now that he knew the elixir recipe and had various ten thousand-year-old herbs as ingredients, he no longer paid attention to these elixirs. Coupled with his cautious character, he always prepares for the worst in everything and takes the elixir himself so that he can talk about it. What if the news gets out and he is targeted by some bastard master or masters? Youdao is not afraid of thieves stealing it, but just worrying about it, so he took the elixir bottle and put it back on the table, next to his own bottle containing ten pills of the gods.

The right waiter looked at the bottle, then at Zhang Ao's face, and said coldly: "What? You don't dare to take it? Are you afraid that we will kill someone to get the pill afterwards?"

Zhang Awei shook his head: "Even if you come to take it away, you have to be able to take it away."

The right attendant smiled when he heard his arrogance: "Don't you just have an ice crystal by your side and a magic spell on the ground?"

Zhang Ping also smiled: "Exactly."

The left waiter looked at the expressions of the two people and said helplessly to the right waiter: "Okay, stop making trouble and divide the pills."

The right servant didn't want to do anything to Zhang Ai, nor was he angry. He just saw that he willingly gave away the hundred pills to others, and felt a little reluctant and depressed, so he deliberately said some cruel words. Seeing Zuo Shi talking about dividing the pills, he turned around and asked, "How to divide them? There are one hundred and nineteen pills in total. Six people divided them, and one person couldn't even get twenty pills."