He had already wasted six sets of materials. He didn't dare to try anymore. He could only think quietly.
The next day was the fourth day of the genius battle.
It was a peaceful day. No one came to challenge him in the afternoon. The treasure he drew was still the Green Green Pellet.
As for the other arenas, except for the county capital, they were all very lively, especially the border city arena.
Lone Wolf had won three times in a row. His value had skyrocketed to 2.65 million.
This surprised Zhou Yang. He was also surprised by the county capital's arena.
Song Tianzong was indeed no longer in the county city's arena. Just as he thought, the county city had sent its own people to replace Song Tianzong.
But Zhou Yang didn't expect that person to be Murong Zhenjie.
Although it looked normal, it was actually shameless.
Because Murong Zhenjie was the young master of the Alchemy Guild. The geniuses might not care about his family background, but no one was willing to offend a future alchemy master.
Therefore, after Murong Zhenjie went on stage, the people of Golden Blade City didn't challenge him anymore. Murong Zhenjie didn't even go on stage. Only his subordinates put on robes with their names embroidered on them.
Although it was shameless, it did solve the problem once and for all.
Zhou Yang just watched it as a joke. Apart from listening to the news brought back by Cheng Qiaoqing, he spent the rest of the day studying the Star Pellet.
Unfortunately, he didn't gain much today.
In the evening, he had a guest.
Xiong Kun!
At night.
After drinking a few cups of wine, Xiong Kun smiled and said, "Zhou Yang, you seem absent-minded. Is it because of alchemy?"
"How did you know?" Zhou Yang asked.
"You smell like materials. Even if I'm not an alchemist, I can guess it."
Zhou Yang shook his head. There was a trace of confusion in his eyes. "Xiong Kun, as an alchemist, can you learn someone else's method after seeing it once?"
"Of course not. If I could do that, I would've been a grandmaster long ago." Xiong Kun rejected.
"Why?" Zhou Yang was confused.
"Concocting pills is the same as cultivating martial skills. You can imitate his movements, but you can only imitate his movements and not his intentions. It is impossible for you to bring out the full potential of his skills. Everyone is different. It is just like two chefs, using the same ingredients and the same method, but the taste is completely different." Xiong Kun said in a profound manner.
Zhou Yang nodded. What Xiong Kun said made sense. Perhaps he had tried too hard to imitate Murong Zhenjie and failed in the end.
"Zhou Yang, you're a smart person. You should understand that methods are dead, but people are alive. You don't have a master on the path of alchemy, so you might be at a disadvantage. But for a true genius, this might be an advantage. You should know that every alchemy grandmaster in this world has their own path of alchemy."
"Pill Dao?" Zhou Yang was stunned. He had heard of Sword Dao and Saber Dao, but he had never heard of Pill Dao.
"That's right. The Dao of alchemy is different for everyone. Some people spend their entire lives cultivating with their master, wanting to inherit their master's Dao of alchemy. However, such people are destined to never be able to concoct perfect grade alchemical pills, because perfect grade alchemical pills require one's own alchemical pills."
"So that's how it is. I thought perfect grade alchemical pills only required mastering the method." Zhou Yang smiled.
"Haha … How can humans create perfect things? Only the heavens can. That's why perfect grade alchemical pills are also known as the rewards that the heavens give to the alchemy grandmasters." Xiong Kun suddenly became arrogant.
"So you left the Alchemy Guild in a carefree manner …" Zhou Yang smiled.
Xiong Kun was stunned. He smiled but didn't say anything.
"Thank you."
Zhou Yang suddenly stood up and clasped his hands.
"Zhou Yang, you don't need to thank me. Even if I don't say these things, you will understand them yourself. Plus, I haven't thanked you for my sister's matter." Xiong Kun returned the courtesy.
"You and I don't need to talk about these things in the future."
Zhou Yang smiled. He was in a good mood. After chatting with Xiong Kun for a while, he returned to the house and took out the alchemy furnace.
Taking a deep breath, he opened the lid and put in the ingredients.
This time, he didn't think about the process of Murong Zhenjie concocting the alchemical pills. Instead, he concocted the alchemical pills based on his own feelings. Throughout the entire process, he was completely focused on feeling the alchemical pills in the alchemy furnace.
Everything has its own Dao. Otherwise, it wouldn't have appeared in this world.
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Alchemical pills were no exception. By putting several unrelated ingredients together and refining them, one could create an alchemical pill with strong Spiritual Qi. The Dao involved in this could be said to be broad and profound.
After half an hour, he entered a state of selflessness and completely forgot about the results. Instead, he enjoyed the process of the alchemical pill condensing into a line.
This process was similar to human life.
When a man and a woman combine, Yin and Yang fuse, life will be born. The life will grow in the mother's belly and then leave the mother to grow …
It was the same for alchemical pills.
The Yin and Yang of the ingredients fused with the Five Elements to create a complete alchemical pill. In the alchemy furnace, the alchemy seal condensed the energy and finally formed the pill …
Buzz …
The lid of the furnace slowly opened, and a Celestial Pill with two patterns slowly floated in the air.
Two-Pattern Celestial Pill, completed!
The method was still the same, but he didn't imitate the entire refining process. Instead, he adapted it according to the growth of the alchemical pill.
This success did not surprise Zhou Yang. Instead, he felt that it was only natural.
"The Two-Pattern Celestial Pill has been completed. Next is the Three-Pattern Celestial Pill."
In the darkness of the night, light flickered in the small house …
"He's refining alchemical pills!"
Outside the General's Mansion, a beautiful figure whispered in the darkness of the night.
"I don't understand. Why did you come here after returning? Does he have the qualifications to make you pay so much attention to him?"
The young man with a fan smiled as he lay under a big tree.
"It doesn't matter whether I have the qualifications or not. What's important is that I must return everything he has done to me tenfold."
The murderous voice blew the leaves on the ground into the distance.
"Your vision is too low. In this aspect, you can't compare to Zhou Xianxian or Xu Pengfei."
"But they don't have the Frost Phoenix Physique. Isn't this what you see in me?"
"That's right. Their talents are not as good as yours. Whatever, do what you want. But remember, you are at a critical moment now. You can't make a move. If you let my efforts go to waste, you know the consequences." The young man with a fan got up and disappeared into the darkness after he finished speaking.
"Let's go, cousin. Xianxian and the Xu family are still waiting for us." A figure appeared after the young man with a fan left.
"Zhou Shaoyu, pay attention to your identity. Even if there's no one around, don't call me cousin."
With a cold shout, Zhou Shaoyu, who was in the dark, suddenly trembled and didn't dare to speak again.
"Zhou Yang, half a year has passed. I don't know how much you have grown, and how much I, Ye Zhining, have grown. I hope you aren't too weak. Don't even be able to get past Zhou Shaoyu …"
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