Highest Grade Heal Pill
He had lost face again.
Long Fei really wanted to find a hole to hide in, but … He was even more unconvinced in his heart, "No one can stop me, Long Fei, from doing what I want to do."
"Continue!"
The third time, it was still a failure.
The fourth time, it was a failure.
The fifth time, it was a failure!
… ….
Then.
Long Fei did not continue. Instead, he opened up the system to check the Alchemy Technique's attributes and started to ponder.
Cultivation Method: Alchemy Technique
Grade: Yellow Rank 1 (The better the grade, the higher the success rate, and the higher the quality of the pill.)
Proficiency level. Suddenly.
Long Fei suddenly came to a realization, "Hahaha … I know, I finally know."
"What I need is not success, but proficiency. As long as I increase my proficiency, I can level up. The higher the level, the higher the success rate."
What he needed to do now was to increase his proficiency.
Just like cultivation techniques, the higher the level of cultivation techniques, the higher the damage!
It was the same principle.
Next.
Long Fei's small universe began to explode. He did not use all the ingredients to concoct pills, but instead used a single Spirit Grass to concoct pills.
"Then laozi will use a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times to accumulate the level of Alchemy Technique."
"Ding!"
"Refinement failure, proficiency + 1"
"Ding!"
"Refinement failure, proficiency + 1"
"Ding!"
"Refinement failure, proficiency + 1"
… ….
The sound of failure kept ringing in his mind.
"Failure is success. Damn it, let's fail more." Long Fei was going all out. Every time, he would use a Spirit Grass to concoct pills, minimizing his losses.
Jojo was a little confused.
Because …
Long Fei was too crazy, as if he was possessed. He kept refining, and kept failing.
"Ding!"
"proficiency + 1"
Every time he concocted a pill, it would consume 1 point of true qi, which he could still afford.
From day to night, Long Fei did not eat at all. The big iron pot was taken down, and there was no place to cook, so he kept on cultivating his alchemy skills.
… ….
"What did you say?"
"Long Fei is concocting pills? Hahaha … Just a trash with a broken Pubes like him wants to concoct pills? "Long Zhanwu could not help but laugh out loud.
After Long Fei returned home, he sent someone to keep an eye on him.
He knew that Long Fei had gone to collect a high-grade healing pill and went to the streets to buy spiritual herbs.
"Hurry up and tell me, how's his pill refining going?" Long Zhanwu asked.
The guard said, "According to my observation, Young Master Long Fei does not have any talent in alchemy. The first time, he blew up the pill furnace. The second time, he refined poison gas, and he almost fainted from the stench. After that, he kept failing, failing, and failing again. He failed for an entire day, and he is still refining."
I don't understand!
He really didn't understand.
Even if one did not have talent in alchemy, he would not have failed to such an extent.
Long Zhanwu laughed even harder, "Long Fei, I thought you were different from before, but I didn't expect you to still be that useless trash."
Being an alchemist was even more difficult than being a martial cultivator.
Becoming a Alchemist was even more difficult than ascending to the heavens.
Long Zhanye could not help but laugh: "Big brother, what exactly does Long Fei want to do?"
"No matter what he does, he won't be able to live for long." Long Zhanwu laughed sinisterly, "There's still a month before the family assessment. At that time …"
"Long Fei, this is your last month. Cherish it." Long Zhanwu muttered to himself.
Long Zhanye was slightly startled, and said: "Big brother, you can't be thinking of …"
Long Zhanwu said: "That's right, I want to get rid of him in the family assessment."
"In the family assessment, life and death are determined by fate, and with Long Fei's current cultivation, he will definitely die inside." Long Zhanye said.
Long Zhanwu said: "I don't have time, the acting Patriarch Long Zhanhai will come out of closed door cultivation in a month and a half, I need to get rid of Long Fei before he comes out, that way I can use all my strength to deal with him."
"The Long family should have been in my hands in the first place. If not for the Grand Elder's favoritism, how could it have been Long Zhanhai's turn to be in charge of the Long family?"
"Humph!"
Long Zhanwu was extremely unconvinced.
… ….
"Ding!"
"Refinement failure, proficiency + 1"
Late at night.
Long Fei was still cultivating his Pill Refining Technique without resting. As long as the Pill Refining Technique's cooldown time was over, he would immediately release it.
"Ding!"
"Alchemy levelled up, current level: Level 1!"
"It's levelled up!"
Long Fei was secretly excited, he checked the attributes of the Level 1 Alchemy and muttered: "The level is not enough, come again!"
Following that.
He threw himself into the embrace of the 'mother of success' and sprinted forward with all his might.
"Ding!"
"Failure!"
"Ding!"
"Failure …"
He kept failing.
Early morning.
"Ding!"
"Alchemy levelled up, current level: Level 2!"
"Huff …"
After a day and night of desperate cultivation, he had finally raised his Alchemy to the second level. Long Fei let out a long breath, his body extremely tired.
Looking at the remaining Spirit Grass, there were still five portions of each.
Long Fei's heart calmed down, and his expression became serious, "Level 2 Alchemy, with one night's experience of failure, I can be considered to have entered the sect."
"Next, we will truly begin Alchemy."
Following that.
Long Fei began to activate the fire in the furnace, and the Spirit Grass was like an iron pot, "The Orchid Root's attribute is Yin, so it will be added last. The Iron Chain Flower's attribute is fierce, so it will be added first …"
After failing for a day and a night, Long Fei did not stay idle.
After hundreds of failures, he had completely grasped the attributes of these Spirit Grass. Right now, he could say that no one understood the attributes of these Spirit Grass better than him. Alchemy was not only about controlling the fire, but also about knowing the attributes of these Spirit Grass and the ratio of the pills. Only by adjusting the ratio to the golden ratio could he refine the best pills.
The fire was activated.
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"Ding!"
"Congratulations to player 'Long Fei' for successfully refining."
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to player 'Long Fei' for refining a Highest Grade Heal Pill. You have obtained 100 experience, 100 true qi, and 20 points as a reward."
"Hahaha … Highest Grade Heal Pill?" Long Fei immediately checked it out.
Pills were also divided into good and bad quality.
They were divided into one to one hundred percent quality, and the highest quality pills were at least eight levels of quality.
Pill: Heal Pill
Grade: Huang Grade 1 Pill (Highest Grade)
True qi: 50 points
Blood: 100 points
"Jojo …"
Long Fei shouted excitedly. He turned around and saw that Jojo had fallen asleep while leaning against the door frame. Her peaceful appearance was extremely lovable.
Long Fei smiled slightly, and said softly: "Jojo, this young master has succeeded, hehe …"
"I'll refine more first."
"Pills are too important to me, they can replenish the true qi. My Pubes is broken, so I am unable to sense and absorb the true qi. If the accumulated true qi is used up, I will not be able to replenish it, and pills can make up for this shortcoming." Long Fei thought in his heart, and realized the effects of the pills on him.
The remaining four sets of Spirit Grass were all successful.
Two sets of Highest Grade Heal Pill and three sets of Upper Grade Heal Pill.
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