"It's not that I was too impatient when I was forming the pill, but that there was a problem with the ingredients."
The True Martial Pill had strict requirements for the ingredients. A slight mistake would lead to the final failure of the pill.
Ning Yue knew that if Zhou Tong followed the ingredients, it was basically impossible to refine the True Martial Pill.
Blowing off the residue on his hand, Ning Yue slowly left the alchemy room.
"Young Master Ning."
Liu Shan had been guarding outside the alchemy room. When Ning Yue came out, he quickly greeted him and said, "Please take a rest inside."
"No need," Ning Yue said, "I'll wait here. You can go back to work first."
"Then please wait." After bidding farewell to Ning Yue, Liu Shan went to preside over the alchemy exam.
As for Ning Yue, he stood at the door of the alchemy room, recalling the refining method of the True Martial Pill in his mind.
Although Ning Yue had refined the True Martial Pill in his previous life, ever since he became a sixth-grade alchemist, he had never refined the True Martial Pill again.
And there were too many details to pay attention to in refining the True Martial Pill. Even with the memory of his previous life, Ning Yue dared not say that he could successfully refine the True Martial Pill now.
Now that his cultivation had reached the late stage of precelestial and was not far from the True Martial Realm, it was very necessary to prepare a True Martial Pill.
Rustle!
Not long after, Zhou Tong came to the door of the alchemy room with a face full of joy.
Seeing Zhou Tong, Ning Yue was slightly startled and asked doubtfully, "Chairman Zhou, you've rested so quickly?"
Refining the True Martial Pill consumed a lot of energy. Ning Yue did not believe that Zhou Tong could adjust his mental state to the best in such a short time.
If his mental state was poor, then the second batch of True Martial Pill was destined to fail.
"Ning Yue, I've thought about it carefully. The reason why I failed to refine the True Martial Pill was completely because of a small problem."
Zhou Tong was even a little excited as he said, "I want to strike while the iron is hot and refine a second batch of True Martial Pills!"
After pondering for a while, Ning Yue said, "Chairman Zhou, I have a presumptuous request. When you are refining the True Martial Pellet, can I watch from the side?"
"You want to observe?"
Slightly startled, Zhou Tong looked at Ning Yue with some astonishment before nodding his head and saying, "That's fine too. This time, you will be representing Xuan Sky City's Alchemy Union at the capital to participate in the competition. I don't have much I can help you with, so I'll let you observe and learn some experience."
In Zhou Tong's view, even though Ning Yue's Martial Dao strength was very strong, his alchemy standards were definitely not as high as his.
Zhou Tong believed that Ning Yue's alchemy level should be between peak second-grade to third-grade, or even some distance away from a third-grade Alchemist.
"Thank you, Chairman Zhou." Ning Yue cupped his fists.
"Hehe, don't call me Chairman Zhou in the future. It sounds so distant. Just call me Elder Zhou." Zhou Tong laughed.
"Thank you, Elder Zhou." Ning Yue once again said.
"Come in with me. When I am refining, try not to speak."
As he spoke, Zhou Tong entered the alchemy room first, while Ning Yue followed behind him.
Closing the door, Zhou Tong took out all the medicinal ingredients he needed from his storage pouch. With a flick of his wrist, a small alchemy cauldron appeared in his hand.
Zhou Tong was not in a hurry to refine the pellet. Instead, he sorted out the medicinal ingredients.
Then, with a flick of his wrist, he tossed the small alchemy cauldron into the air.
Hiss!
Zhou Tong's right hand suddenly pointed forward. Instantly, a purple flame danced on his fingertip, continuously burning the bottom of the cauldron.
"Purple Flame."
Seeing the purple flame dancing on Zhou Tong's fingertip, Ning Yue's expression turned serious and he couldn't help but exclaim.
Purple Flame was a type of natural fire. Even though it couldn't compare to the Wind Thunder Fire, it was still pretty good for refining pellets.
Crackle!
In the next moment, Zhou Tong orderly placed the medicinal ingredients into the cauldron. Then, he controlled the heat, sometimes increasing it, sometimes decreasing it.
As the medicinal ingredients continued to be added, the cauldron began to make crackling sounds.
This kind of noise didn't affect Zhou Tong at all. He was completely immersed in refining the pellet, completely forgetting about everything around him.
"I've almost entered a state where I forget myself. This kind of state is extremely rare." Zhou Tong was basically in a very ethereal state right now. The success rate of refining pellets had at least doubled!
In other words, the pellets that he normally couldn't successfully refine could very well be refined in this state.
"Soon. I wonder if Zhou Tong will be able to adjust the ratio of the Musk Flowers in this state."
The reason why Zhou Tong failed to refine the True Martial Pellet last time was because there was a problem with the ratio of the Musk Flowers. If he failed again this time, it was very likely that all his previous efforts would go to waste and he would once again fail to refine the True Martial Pellet.
If he failed to refine the True Martial Pellet twice with full confidence, it would definitely be a huge blow to Zhou Tong. He might even be unable to recover from this setback.
"Let's wait and see. If the ratio is too different, I need to remind him." Taking a deep breath, Ning Yue's expression was somewhat solemn.
Actually, unless it was absolutely necessary, Ning Yue didn't want to break Zhou Tong's ethereal state.
After all, being able to enter this kind of state was of great help to raising his level of refining pellets.
Swoosh!
At this moment, Zhou Tong's left hand grabbed a few Musk Flowers and threw them towards the cauldron.
"Five Musk Flowers! Too many! "Seeing the Musk Flowers in Zhou Tong's hand, Ning Yue's eyes narrowed and he wanted to remind him.
However, Zhou Tong's left hand stopped above the cauldron. After some thought, he threw away two of the Musk Flowers and threw the remaining three into the cauldron.
"Phew!" Seeing this, Ning Yue let out a long sigh and said, "Good, three Musk Flowers. Although it's half an extra, as long as he can maintain the ethereal state, forming the pellet shouldn't be a problem."
Zhou Tong's current state was extremely good. After throwing the Musk Flowers into the cauldron, he immediately increased the speed of refining.
Crack crack!
The purple flame on his fingertip suddenly increased and the cauldron also crackled from the heat.
"It should be almost done." Ning Yue murmured.
Zhou Tong's face was also full of excitement. Once he successfully refined the True Martial Pellet, it meant that he had successfully advanced to a fourth level alchemist!
Puchi!
However, the moment the pellet was formed, Zhou Tong suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned deathly pale.
Then, his vision darkened and his body fell backwards.
"Not good!"
The sudden change caused Ning Yue's expression to change greatly, and he hurriedly dashed out like an arrow and hugged Zhou Tong.
At this critical moment, Zhou Tong actually came out of the ethereal state. Because he didn't control the switching between the two states well, he lost consciousness.
"Wind Thunder Fire!"
Placing Zhou Tong on the ground, the wind thunder fire in Ning Yue's sea of consciousness surged out and supported the cauldron under the cauldron.
"Dammit! The extra half an extra petal from the Musk Flowers has a problem now! "Ning Yue couldn't help but curse.
The wind thunder fire was of a higher level than the purple flame. His alchemy experience was richer than Zhou Tong's and his soul force wasn't bad either.
Originally, he thought that with a little help at the final stage of forming the pellet, he would successfully refine the True Martial Pellet.
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