Although it was just an ordinary Qi Replenishing Pill, Yang Qian knew what it represented. There were many Foundation Establishment Stage disciples on the Supporting Immortal Island, so they needed a lot of Qi Returning Pills. The Ten Thousand Fragrance Garden often didn't have enough Qi Returning Pills and Spirit Herbs. Furthermore, in order to appease the quarrels between the other sects, the sect had to sell a considerable amount of Qi Returning Pills every year.
However, the proportion of waste pills was too high. More than half of the pills in a furnace were waste pills. Only an expert alchemist like Guan Weiwu could control the proportion to less than half. If he could refine a full furnace of pills like Yue Qianchou's, and it was a top-grade pill with pill halo, he could sell it for at least double the price. The benefits to the sect would be unimaginable.
Yang Qian finally understood why Guan Weiwu had been so reckless just now.
"Peng!" The lid of the cauldron popped up, and Guan Weiwu opened his five claws, sucking all the medicinal pills into his palm. Yue Qianchou and Yang Qian walked over to watch.
In his wide palm, seven out of the twenty pills were useless. Yue Qianchou and Yang Qian glanced at each other. Guan Weiwu suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl, causing all the busy people in the alchemy room to look in his direction. It was hard to tell if he was happy or sad. The twenty pills in his hand, regardless of whether they were good or bad, were all crushed into powder and thrown to the side.
Yang Qian understood Guan Weiwu's current mood. He had been refining pills for his entire life, yet he could not compare to his disciple who had just entered the sect. Yue Qianchou, on the other hand, was dumbfounded. He didn't know what was wrong with his master. Wasn't it just a few wasted pills? Is it worth blaming yourself like this? You see, I didn't even refine a single batch of pills, but you're still very calm! Sigh! This master was really an alchemy fanatic, rotten wood that could not be carved!
Guan Weiwu grabbed Yue Qianchou's arm and shouted, "Come with me!" Finished speaking, he dragged Yue Qianchou and ran.
F * ck me! You pinched me so hard, it hurts! Yue Qianchou grimaced in pain as he ran after her. Yang Qian followed suit.
The three of them jogged all the way to Guan Weiwu's personal alchemy room. After entering, Guan Weiwu released Yue Qianchou's arm and said, "Yue Qianchou, refine another furnace according to the previous method. I want to infuse my divine sense into the furnace to see how you refine. You don't need to worry about my divine sense, I won't disturb you. You just focus on refining your pills, do you understand?"
Yue Qianchou rubbed his sore arm. He was also touched by his master's attentive guidance. He thought to himself, "How can I, Yue Qianchou, be able to meet two masters who treat me like this? Sigh!" He was so moved that tears flowed down his face. He would never forget this kindness in his life!
Taking the Spirit Grass from Guan Weiwu, he nodded and said, "Master, I understand." Then he put in the Spirit Grass and began to refine again.
Tsk tsk! The furnace of the Alchemy Pavilion's Principal Elder was different. The heat was uniform and strong. It was better than Ma Jiugu's furnace. Yue Qianchou sighed in his heart. Then he noticed that there were two more strands of divine sense inside the furnace. One was his master's, and the other one? Needless to say, there were only three people in the alchemy room. The remaining one was definitely Yang Qian's.
Guan Weiwu also noticed the extra divine sense and glared at Yang Qian. The latter smiled awkwardly and pursed his lips at the pill furnace. The two of them closed their eyes and focused on the situation inside the pill furnace.
When the two of them looked, they were shocked. They discovered that Yue Qianchou wasn't using his divine sense to directly refine the Spirit Grass essence. Instead, he was controlling the heat flow inside the furnace to control the Spirit Grass essence. The two of them had been refining pills for many years, but they had never seen someone refine pills like this. Since ancient times, who in the Cultivation World didn't use their divine sense to refine pills?
The only exception was those ordinary people who claimed to be able to refine pills. In reality, what they refined was just some ointment. After taking it out and rolling it into a ball, they dried it and used it as a pill. This was completely different from refining pills. Even if they used real materials to refine pills, ninety percent of the world's essence would be gone. Yue Qianchou's method was unheard of and unseen, but it was a breath of fresh air.
They didn't know that Yue Qianchou had already begun to learn alchemy when he was still in the Qi Refining Stage. Based on his cultivation at that time, his divine sense couldn't directly control anything inside the furnace, forcing him to come up with a method to use his divine sense to stir the air flow. Although he finally succeeded in learning it, the suffering and pain he suffered during the process was something that Guan Weiwu and Yang Qian couldn't understand. They also didn't know that Yue Qianchou was stupid enough to forcibly use his divine sense to refine pills before he reached the Foundation Building Stage.
Of course, there were objective reasons for him to do so. First, he was eager to obtain the Foundation Building Pill. Second, he listened to Yan Zixia's words. She said that Ma Jiugu said that very few people could refine pills while in the Qi Refining Stage. Since it was very few, it meant that there was, and since there was, it meant that he could also do it. In the end, relying on a large number of Spirit Stones, he really did it. Third, he didn't know that the so-called few people were gifted, and their cultivation was comparable to that of the Foundation Building Stage when they were in the Qi Refining Stage. Fourth, he didn't know that forcibly refining like that would accidentally destroy his divine sense and turn him into an idiot.
If he had known this, he would probably rather be killed than bear the result of turning into an idiot. Fifth, and also more or less related to the third reason. Although he wasn't gifted, when he was in Aung Kwang-tsung, because of the help of the golden bead, he could inflate his dantian for a very long time, which allowed him to have a larger capacity of True Qi than people at the same cultivation level as him. As a result, his cultivation at the late Qi Refining Stage was indeed much stronger than that of ordinary people. Naturally, his divine sense was also much stronger, which, to a large extent, prevented him from turning into an idiot.
In fact, with Yue Qianchou's current cultivation level, he could also use the method of controlling objects with his divine sense to directly refine pills. However, he found that using the method of controlling the flow of air to refine pills was more effortless. With the help of the hot air in the furnace, it was like using four ounces to move a thousand catties, which was very effortless. Moreover, when refining pills, according to the inertia of the flow of air, the essence of the spiritual herbs would be divided and combined. Even if there were many pills, it would still be guaranteed that the medicinal properties of each pill would be evenly distributed. This was something that couldn't be achieved by using the method of controlling objects with his divine sense to forcibly separate them. That way, the medicinal properties contained in each pill would always be more or less different. It would definitely not be as uniform as the method Yue Qianchou was using now.
When the essence of the spiritual herbs in the furnace was manipulated by the flow of air by Yue Qianchou's divine sense, it made a variety of smooth performances. All kinds of brilliant spiritual liquids danced in the furnace, drawing out a dazzling brilliance that shook people's hearts. The arcs drawn out were colorful, and the convergence was enchanting. Sometimes it was dripping, sometimes it gathered and scattered, sometimes it bloomed like a flower, and sometimes it spun and embraced. Under the simple manipulation of the flow of air by his divine sense, the spiritual liquids in the furnace slowly evolved towards their ultimate goal.
Guan Weiwu and Yang Qian's divine sense inside the furnace fluctuated in disbelief at first, but soon after, they quietly enjoyed this visual feast. The faces of their bodies outside the furnace revealed intoxicated expressions. Even when the pills were completed, the two were still intoxicated.
"Peng." The furnace lid opened, and Yue Qianchou used a method that was many times more clumsy than Guan Weiwu's. He jumped up and used the old method of using the hem of his long robe to cover the pills.
The sound of the furnace lid opening also startled the two. The two opened their eyes and slowly exhaled a stuffy breath that they had no choice but to exhale.
Yue Qianchou lifted the hem of his robe and walked over. Scratching his head, he said, "Master, is there a big problem with the pills I've refined like this?"
Guan Weiwu and Yang Qian looked at each other, shaking their heads and smiling bitterly.
"Ai!" Guan Weiwu sighed. Looking at the twenty completed pills in front of him, he reached out and picked up an Energy Recovery Pill from his disciple's robe. His eyes blurred as he looked at the mesmerizing halo that the pill was emitting. Suddenly, he directly threw it into his mouth and swallowed it. What he had refined and what his disciple had refined were both Energy Recovery Pills. However, after circulating his energy, the efficacy of the latter was nearly double that of the former.
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