The Subterranean Spiritual Milk had completely fused with the rock.
Chu Fengmian felt like he was facing a treasure chest that he couldn't open without the key.
If he didn't extract the Subterranean Spiritual Milk, he couldn't swallow the entire rock.
"No need."
Chu Fengmian revealed a confident smile.
Extracting the Subterranean Spiritual Milk wasn't a problem for him.
"Oh?"
Xing Xuan was slightly surprised by Chu Fengmian's answer, but he didn't continue to speak. Instead, he quietly observed Chu Fengmian.
He wanted to see how Chu Fengmian could extract the Subterranean Spiritual Milk.
Chu Fengmian picked up the milky white rock and walked toward the center of the secret chamber.
At the center of the secret chamber was a huge alchemy furnace.
Looking at the surrounding traces, it should be the place Xuan Jingtai used to refine pills.
"Refining pills?"
Xing Xuan looked at Chu Fengmian's actions and naturally understood what he wanted to do.
However, he was extremely surprised. Chu Fengmian was so young, how could he know alchemy?
Alchemy wasn't an easy task. In the entire Victorious Wu Country, there were less than a hundred alchemists.
Most of them could only refine middle-grade and low-grade yellow level alchemists.
There were less than ten alchemists who could refine top-grade yellow level elixirs.
Those who could truly be called high-grade alchemists and refine profound level elixirs were less than five.
Victorious Wu Country had a population of more than a hundred million, but there were only a hundred alchemists. They were truly one in a million, even rarer than martial arts geniuses.
It was already difficult for Chu Fengmian to cultivate martial arts at such a young age, but now, it seemed that Chu Fengmian also knew alchemy?
Chu Fengmian naturally didn't care about Xing Xuan's thoughts. He walked to the side of the alchemy furnace and sat down.
Chu Fengmian moved his hands and poured spiritual energy into the alchemy furnace.
A ball of flame burned from within.
"A middle-grade black level alchemy furnace. Although it's not very good, it can still be used."
Chu Fengmian glanced at the alchemy furnace and curled his lips. He seemed to dislike it.
However, times had changed, and he couldn't find a better alchemy furnace, so he could only use it for now.
One of Chu Fengmian's hands was placed on a formation on the cauldron.
When refining pills, the most important thing was to control the flame.
However, only warriors above the Divine Sea Realm could use the Art of Controlling Fire.
However, most of the alchemists were not obsessed with martial arts. Naturally, it was impossible for them to reach the Spirit Sea Realm.
Therefore, when refining alchemy cauldrons, they would engrave a flame controlling array on the alchemy cauldron.
It was used as a fire controlling technique.
When refining pills, one of his hands had to be placed here at all times in order to control the flame.
The flame was the key to refining pills. Controlling the temperature of the flame was the most important thing for every alchemist.
If the temperature of the flame was too low, it would not be able to completely melt the spiritual herbs. Naturally, the refinement would not be successful.
If the temperature of the flame was too high, it would burn the pills and destroy them completely.
Therefore, the knowledge of controlling flames was extremely important.
Chu Fengmian sat to the side, constantly controlling the flame with his hand.
The flame in the furnace was sometimes big and sometimes small.
Chu Fengmian was familiarizing himself with it.
He had not refined pills for a long time. Naturally, he had to familiarize himself with it for a while.
It was not until five minutes later that Chu Fengmian finally opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with incomparable confidence.
"Go!"
Chu Fengmian shouted and threw the milky white rock into the alchemy cauldron.
As soon as the milky white rock entered the alchemy cauldron, it was covered by three layers of flame.
The three layers of flames surrounded the milky-white rock and refined the Subterranean Spirit Milk from different directions.
"Three layers of flame controlling technique? This little guy actually knows this kind of technique that only alchemists know? "
Xing Xuan watched Chu Fengmian's actions in his mind and was also shocked.
The most important standard to evaluate an alchemist was the control of the flame.
For example, there were hundreds of different kinds of ingredients for some high-grade pills. If one used the first layer of flame to refine the pills, some of the ingredients would be wasted before they were completely melted.
Therefore, at that time, one must use the second layer of flame controlling technique, or even the third layer of flame controlling technique.
Multitasking, or even three, was an extremely difficult thing to do.
In particular, the flame controlling technique required one to be completely focused. If one was careless, the temperature would rise and one's pill would be destroyed.
Those who could control two layers of flame were the best among alchemists. In the entire Victorious Wu Country, there might not be a single alchemist who could control two layers of flame.
Alchemists who could control three layers of flame at the same time were extremely rare in the entire Nine Regions. Which one of them was not a famous alchemist? All of them were over a hundred years old.
For example, Chu Fengmian, who was not even twenty years old, actually knew three layers of flame controlling technique.
Xing Xuan even thought that the memories he had in the past were fake. When did such a terrifying monster appear in the Nine Regions?
However, Xing Xuan would never have thought that Chu Fengmian, who was not even twenty years old, had experienced hundreds of years in his body.
Under the tutelage of the Sword Dao Master, Chu Fengmian wanted to cultivate martial arts, but he returned empty-handed every time.
Disappointed, he tried other things. In the path of alchemy, his attainments were extremely high.
In the past, he was able to refine heaven-grade pills, but that was only possible with the help of the Sword Dao Master's cauldron.
However, even now, it was not a problem for Chu Fengmian to condense the Subterranean Spiritual Milk from the rock.
"Subterranean Spiritual Milk, come out!"
Chu Fengmian observed the situation in the cauldron. He saw that the milky-white rock had been burned red.
The spiritual power within was also becoming more and more condensed.
Chu Fengmian knew that this was what the Subterranean Spiritual Milk looked like.
The Subterranean Spiritual Milk was condensed from the purest spiritual power in the world. It was definitely not something that could be burned by flames.
Therefore, Chu Fengmian wanted to condense all the Subterranean Spiritual Milk in the milky-white rock. Then, he would destroy the rock and extract the Subterranean Spiritual Milk.
"Now is the time!"
Chu Fengmian's eyes became serious as he made up his mind.
Another flame suddenly appeared in the cauldron.
"Flames of the Four Symbols!"
The four flames formed a large array in the cauldron. The milky-white rock within the cauldron shattered with a boom.
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