Chapter 622: The Inferior 9th-Turn Pill

Half an hour later, the smile on classmate Luo Feng's face faded a lot.

Another hour passed, and classmate Luo Feng's face became stiff.

For two hours, Luo Feng's face turned dark.

After dark, some kind of strange roaring sound sounded from the top of the cliff, shaking the Three Gorges. From then on, the legend of savages appeared in the Three Gorges.

On the stone platform, Luo Feng's face was filled with endless sadness.

It's obviously the first chapter of Alchemy, but it's so damn difficult.

Luo Feng almost cried. He found that he had been busy for most of the day and could not even figure out the most basic pharmacology of the Precious Blood Pill. The process of refining the pill made Luo Feng feel like his head was getting big. "This is still... The first chapter? It’s obvious that a kid who just entered kindergarten was asked to write the preface to Lanting! “Damn, this is too big a trap.

Luo Feng originally wanted to refine a large furnace of precious blood pills in one go, and then use it to lure the knife, without fear that it would not take the bait. Now it seems that this is a sad ending.

"Forget it, I'll get an alchemy furnace over tomorrow and study it slowly."

Luo Feng shook his head helplessly, jumped up, and soon returned to the cave.

Stayed up all night.

Luo Feng left the cave early the next morning. At noon, Luo Feng carried back a tripod-shaped alchemy furnace.

"I don't believe it. You can't refine the Precious Blood Pill within a month."

boom.

Luo Feng placed the alchemy furnace in a ventilated place and gritted his teeth. There were a lot of medicinal materials placed in the alchemy furnace. This was also Luo Feng's headache. Obviously, the materials of the Precious Blood Pill were very It's easy to obtain, but the refining method is too complicated.

Selecting materials, cleaning, sorting, and weighing, every step is completed with care.

Flames rise.

Luo Feng stood in front of the alchemy furnace with infinite emotion in his heart. It was the first time in his life that he started to make alchemy. This scene was so exciting. Luo Feng took a deep breath and stepped forward.

ten minutes later.

boom!

There was an explosion sound inside the cave, and black smoke billowed up.

“Cough cough cough.

"

Luo Feng's face turned dark and he got out of the cave.

The first time I tried to make alchemy in my life, it ended in failure without any suspense.

"I just don't believe it."

After the black smoke gradually dissipated, Luo Feng gritted his teeth and rushed in again.

There has actually been progress!

For a full eleven minutes, the explosion sounded again.

Luo Feng rolled out in embarrassment...

He stared at the sky speechlessly, with a sad look on his face.

Damn this is so difficult.

According to the records, it takes at least 7749 hours to refine a furnace of Precious Blood Pills. However, it only took me 11 minutes before the furnace exploded.

"It seems that I really don't have the talent for alchemy." Luo Feng sat on the ground helplessly.

Of course he didn't know that no one in the world of current warriors could refine the elixir in the so-called first chapter of Alchemy. But it would be amazing if he, a mere rookie in Alchemy, could refine it. That's weird.

For three consecutive days, Luo Feng persisted without believing anything evil.

There were explosions one after another, and none of Luo Feng's clothes was intact.

Once again, Luo Feng rolled out of the cave in ragged clothes, and Luo Feng was speechless and choked.

"Disaster."

"It's hard to reach the sky."

In the three days, Luo Feng's longest time was when he persisted for half an hour without making a mistake, but the explosion caused by that time was the most serious. Luo Feng's whole body almost turned into black coal.

Sitting cross-legged helplessly, Luo Feng closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He looked back at the hole where black smoke was still coming out. He shook his head helplessly and sat cross-legged on the spot.

"The Precious Blood Pill cannot be refined. I wonder if the other spiritual pills are as difficult to refine?"

Luo Feng began to try another kind, the Spirit-Building Pill.

The result is failure.

Dragon Tiger Pill, failed.

fail!

fail!

fail!

This is definitely the biggest setback that Luo Feng has ever suffered in his life.

He had never tried so many times and failed.

"The road to alchemy is too difficult." Luo Feng frowned and stood on the top of the cliff. He was in ragged clothes. He couldn't be said to be handsome. Instead, he looked like a desperate guy who looked like he wanted to jump off the cliff.

"The last seven days."

Luo Feng couldn't help but feel a little heavy in his heart.

He promised Jiu Chi Lao Dao that he would not go out until Jiuli Holy Sword recognized its owner.

However, now there are only seven days left before the college entrance examination.

Will a miracle happen in seven days?

Luo Feng responded with a wry smile, wondering how difficult it was to refine the Precious Blood Pill. After experiencing countless failures, Luo Feng naturally had an idea. Refining the Precious Blood Pill within seven days would be like reaching the sky.

The probability of possible occurrence is infinitely close to 0.

Luo Feng couldn't expect such a miracle to happen. Refining alchemy relied more on personal ability.

"Xiao Dao, if you accept me as your master first, won't there be a lot of precious blood pills in the future?" Luo Feng muttered to himself.

He knew that the heart of the Holy Sword was spiritual.

Sure enough, after a moment, Luo Feng felt a strange consciousness pouring into his mind, and that consciousness was filled with two words...contempt.

"Holy shit! You actually despise me?" Luo Feng's face darkened suddenly. He didn't expect that he was despised by a knife.

But who made it impossible for him to refine the precious blood pill.

This sword is too stubborn. I can't refine the precious blood pill myself for the time being.

"Actually, I have been making progress in the past few days, and I also have the talent for alchemy." Luo Feng pleaded earnestly.

The knife remained unmoved.

You knife girl!

Luo Feng sat down cross-legged angrily. He must prove to this knife that he definitely had the talent for alchemy.

Concentrate and hold your breath to check your luck.

In the last seven days, he must choose a spiritual elixir that is easier to refine and successfully refine it. Perhaps, Xiaodao will see hope and have a chance to recognize himself as the master sooner.

Spirit-Building Pill, Dragon and Tiger Pill...

In fact, Luo Feng had tried these seven elixirs countless times during this period, and none of them were easy to refine.

Classmate Luo Feng was also stunned by Brother Xiaodao's anger.

Keep swiping the selection, going back and forth.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Luo Feng found an inconspicuous place, and there was actually a page of words.

I'm so small that if I don't look carefully, I'll be ignored.

"Although the first chapter of the Alchemy Way is the basis for alchemy, ordinary alchemists can make it with just a few twists and turns. However, I am worried that the inheritors will be too ignorant, too ignorant, too ignorant, and too idiotic on the way to the Alchemy Way..."

Luo Feng's face turned even darker. After he took his seat, he realized that the words were referring to him.

After a series of 'too's,' finally, the next sentence made Luo Feng's eyes light up.

"Therefore, I have specially prepared some inferior elixirs for inheritance and learning."

"An inferior elixir?" Luo Feng twitched the corner of his mouth and concentrated his attention. There were indeed some elixirs listed, and one of them made Luo Feng stunned.

"I'll wipe it! Nine Turns Pill!"