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âDid I make a gain or a loss?â
Yang Zhen muttered to himself: âMore than a dozen martial skill cultivation methods, the notes of an Alchemist Refining Grandmaster, an assortment of various resources, six storage rings. These broke fools, as Golden Core Stage practitioners, none of them even have a storage ring.â
âIt seems like I didnât lose anything. The array was just a restriction, itâs not very useful. Although I didnât get a big fish, now I think about it, if the national master of Dajiang Country had really pursued me, the six-star array might not have been able to trap this old fellow.â
Yang Zhen couldnât see what the national tutor of Dajiang Countryâs cultivation was at. The gap between their realms was a bit big, this was rather dangerous.
As for the unstable formation disks on Yang Zhenâs body, they were allhaphazardly cobbled together by him.â
The Heavenly Bookâs section on profound truths was very complicated. All kinds of attributes and mutual generation and restraint between heaven and earth treasures were all there, and the arrays were also studied. The unstable array disks that Yang Zhen made were hidden here from the beginning, and they are actually useful now.
It wasnât until he no longer felt any fluctuations in the energy behind him that Yang Zhen finally found a hidden place to stop. He raised his head and took a look at the star picture.
Locating according to the stars is elementary school content. Although there are no spoon stars here, if you observe more, you can still find ways to recognize directions. Once again determining the direction of the East Sea, Yang Zhen began to ponder over the so-called notes of the Alchemical Grandmaster.â
Yang Zhenâs cultivation was in an unstable state. Although he had accidentally condensed his essence into the Golden Pill, entering the Golden Core Stage, the dantian of Yang Zhen at this time was still unstable and needed some time to stabilize.
By a stroke of luck, in the notes of the Alchemist Grandmaster, there was a five-star pill, called The Earth Solidifying Pill, which could stabilize the dantian. It was most suitable for practitioners who had just broken through to the Golden Core Stage to take.â
This is easy!
Yang Zhen decided⦠to refine a pill!
Alchemy is a profound study. You have to spend too much effort learning about the attributes of various materials and achieve the pure fire level knowledge of various pill formulas and Alchemy techniques.
The most important point is that the true essence of an alchemist must be thick and gentle.
Although Yang Zhenâs True Essence was somewhat irritable, his control was astonishing. This was not a problem. His exceptional talent was not only for blowing the bull.
Apart from these, the most difficult part for alchemists was the collection of various materials. In Yang Zhenâs eyes, this was purely a money-burning profession. No, burning money is not as wasteful as an alchemist.â
Luckily, all of these things were not an issue for Yang Zhen. He had the materials, the pill formulas, and insights, the only problem was that he had never refined a pill before and didnât even have a pill furnace.â
How does the proverb go, âone must first sharpen his tools if he is going to do his work well.â After Yang Zhen poured out a pile of useful things, he began to simply refine a utensil based on the memory of an electric pressure cooker.â
On a mountain peak in the distance, two old fellows were facing each other on a tree, looking at Yang Zhen with a blank face.
The curly-haired old man opened his mouth: âWhat is he trying to do?â
âRefining a utensil!â The bald-headed old man sneered, a flash of anger in his eyes: âThe little bunny is clearly a layman. Is this how one trains? What use is there in refining these odds and ends? Could it be stitched together?â
The curly-haired old man laughed: âYouâre the expert in refining utensils. Is this kidâs method very amateur?â
The bald-headed old man was already panting with rage. He jumped up and was about to stand up, but was pressed down by the curly-haired old man: âCalm down, calm down. Youâre one foot in the grave. Why so angry?â
âAs if you have a good temper?â The bald-headed old man fumed: âDonât let me know who this little bunnyâs mentor is, otherwise, Iâll definitely give him a slap in the face.â
âDoes he have no idea at all?â the curly-headed old man asked curiously.
The bald-headed old man glared at him: âIf this can refine something, Iâll eat this tree!â
The curly-haired old man sneered: âDonât rush, youâre not hungry now. Letâs see what this kid is trying to do. I always feel that he seems very⦠confident?â âConfident?âThe bald-headed old man stared: âThis is obviously sleazy and cheap. Iâve never seen such a shameless kid before. Does he think refining a utensil is like playing with mud?â
Yang Zhen stared blankly at the pot body, pot lid, and pressure relief valve in front of him, giving himself a thumbs up.
âOh, if I had this technique on earth, I could definitely put all the pressure cooker manufacturers out of business. This is a magic weapon! A pressure cooker that absolutely wonât explode and can stew bones until they dissolve.â
Yang Zhen was talking to himself while clacking away, assembling various parts that didnât even need screws. Now, not to mention the buyer, even he, the maker, could not disassemble it.
Perfect!
Explosion?
Thatâs impossible. This was made by hand-polishing and refining the extremely rare six-star fine iron. A number of simple and practical arrays were etched on it. At any rate, Yang Zhen was quite satisfied with it.â
âHuh?â The curly-haired old man was surprised and nudged the bald-headed old man with his shoulder: âLooks like itâs done. Does⦠does this count as being done?â
âImpossible, how can this⦠this assembled thing be of any use?â The bald-headed old man seemed to not hear what the curly-haired old man said, as he climbed up and started walking forward, pulled back by the curly-headed old man.â
âHave you gone mad? Weâre on a tree. Youâre going to die old man!â
âLet me go, Iâm going to see what he made.â
âNo, wait, why do I feel like this is a ding furnace? No, what is the use of this furnace? It only engraved a few common small arrays. This kid is strange everywhere. Elder Gu, first eat this tree for me!â
The bald-headed Elder Gu sneered and said: âIf you can refine something in such a manner, then what have I learned in these years? Just wait and see, it will explode in a while!â
The curly-haired old man hesitated: âCould it be that this young man wants to use this thing to learn alchemy?â
Speaking this, the curly-haired old man laid down on the tree with Elder Gu again and watched with relish: âIf heâs a beginner, itâs fine to use it to learn about some herbs and even the potency of ordinary medicinal pills. But what is he doing?â
Yang Zhen prepared the medicinal ingredients to be used in the five-star Earth Solidifying Pill, processed them step by step according to the steps, and put them aside for future use. He started a campfire, began to heat the pot, and after pouring water into the pressure cooker, he threw most of the ingredients in, leaving only a few that couldnât be burned for too long.â
The curly-haired old manâs eyes widened, and he sprung up, but was quickly pulled by Elder Gu: âWait, what are you doing?â
âItâs outrageous! This little fellow doesnât even know the most basic methods of refining pills, yet he wants to refine a five-star pill right away. This is simply wishful thinking. Iâm going to teach this arrogant boy a lesson.â
Elder Gu laughed: âYouâre one foot in the grave, yet youâre still so irritable. What about a five-star pill? Maybe this kid will actually accidentally refine it!â âRefine?â The curly-haired old man blew his beard: âIf this can refine a five-star pill, Iâll eat two trees!â