Confused, Yapu and Yanni did not explain. They reached out their hands and patted the cauldron lightly.
As Yapu patted the cauldron, one of the transparent light balls spun upward and sealed the entrance of the cauldron.
At the same time, Yapu and Yanni, one adding medicine and the other pouring water, quickly finished their work.
Then, Yapu patted the cauldron again. The transparent light ball containing the medicine powder and the rootless water quickly descended.
At the same time, another transparent light ball quickly rose and sealed the entrance of the cauldron.
Seeing Yapu and Yanni's skillful cooperation, Yan Guilai suddenly understood.
Obviously, this cauldron with three lines was a very standard cauldron.
In the present day, a three-patterned Emperor Artifact pill furnace was naturally a rare treasure.
However, a hundred years ago, this cauldron was basically a standard cauldron used by ordinary instructors. There was nothing special about it.
Soon, three packets of Hundred Spirits Powder and three jars of rootless water were added to the three light balls.
Closing the cauldron lid, Yapu and Yanni condensed their alchemic fire at the same time and threw it into the cauldron immediately.
Seeing how skillful the two girls were, Yan Guilai could not help but gasp in amazement.
Although in recent years, Yapu and Yanni had indeed become street children.
In fact, Yapu and Yanni were well-educated children of rich families. They were not girls born in the slums.
Seeing Yan Guilai's praise, Yapu and Yanni smiled happily. They were overjoyed.
It should be known that although Yapu and Yanni had alchemic fire, in fact … they could not refine pills by themselves.
Alchemic fire itself did not have temperature. It needed to absorb heat from other flames to heat the herbs in the cauldron evenly.
In other words, if the temperature of the cauldron was not controlled well, the temperature would be too high.
Then, the temperature that Yapu and Yaxin directed to the herbs would be too high.
Therefore, what Yapu and Yaxin needed most was an absolutely accurate and stable flame. Only then could they exert their talent in alchemic fire to the limit.
Coincidentally, Yan Guilai's flame was controlled by the Three-legged Golden Crow.
As the ancestor of playing with fire, the Three-legged Golden Crow's grasp of temperature is incomparable to yours.
The precise and stable flame allowed Yaf and Yanni to use all the abilities of the alchemy flame without any hesitation.
The biggest difference between a real top-notch alchemy boy and a beginner alchemy boy was the level of fire control.
A truly brilliant Alchemy Apprentice would be able to adjust himself even if the Alchemist gave him too much heat. He would minimize the damage caused to the pill, or even avoid it altogether.
But of course, Yaf and Yanni were still very far away from that realm. They didn't even think about doing that.
With such a stable and precise flame, they didn't need to spend so much effort. The only thing they needed to do was to go all out and refine.
It was also because of this that Yaf and Yanni looked at Yan Guilai with such joy.
It had to be known that a hundred years ago, when alchemy was at its peak, not only did alchemists choose Alchemy Apprentices, but Alchemy Apprentices also had to choose alchemists.
In the eyes of Chu Xingtian, Chu Lian, and the five great geniuses, Yaf and Yanni were absolutely outstanding and irreplaceable.
But in Yaf and Yanni's eyes, they weren't outstanding and irreplaceable.
The Ya family had been passed down for ten thousand years, so they knew best what kind of alchemist to cooperate with in order to have a bright future.
Although the alchemist would take forty percent of the dense pill Qi after refining a furnace of pills, the two Alchemy Apprentices would each take thirty percent.
Because of this, the Ya family was even more careful and serious when choosing alchemists than when choosing a son-in-law or daughter-in-law.
After ten thousand years of fumbling, they concluded that the most suitable alchemists for the Ya family's Alchemic Fire were those who had an extremely strong innate talent in fire control.
This kind of talent didn't refer to how destructive or fierce the flames were. Instead, it referred to how precise and stable the flames were.
When precision and stability were combined together, it was called control.
Using strong control to control the surging flames, this was the most important thing for an alchemist — the ability to control fire!
To the Ya family, the ability to control fire was even more important than the mastery of alchemy.
A match made in heaven!
Looking at Yan Guilai, for some reason, this phrase appeared in Yaf and Yanni's minds at almost the same time.
However, usually, a match made in heaven was used to describe newlyweds. No one would use it in such an occasion.
Blushing shyly, Yaf and Yanni looked at each other and then turned their heads away, refusing to look at Yan Guilai.
Looking at the two girls blushing inexplicably and bashfully, Yan Gui Lai was also curious.
Scratching his head, Yan Guilai asked, "What's wrong with you two? Why are your expressions so strange?"
Yaf helplessly looked at Yan Guilai and said, "You don't need to be here. Go do whatever you need to do. Just remember to come back and collect the dense pill Qi when the time comes."
Yes, yes …
Following behind her sister, Yanni added, "Yes, you just need to control the flames. Leave the rest to me and my sister."
Control the flames?
He smiled bitterly. This flame … wasn't controlled by him at all. It was controlled by the three-legged golden crow.
Shaking his head, Yan Guilai stood up. Since he had nothing to do, he might as well practice his swordsmanship.
As a basic skill, he had to practice his swordsmanship every day. As the saying went, one day, ten days were cold. This was almost the truth.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh …
Amidst the sound of air breaking, Yan Gui Lai waved the Peach Wood Sword in his hand.
However, the more he swung, the more Yan Guilai felt restricted.
The sword was originally a light and agile weapon, but it was restricted by the body. Many of the variations of the Thirteen Swords of Gale couldn't be used because of the body's comfort.
Joints, reverse joints, limbs, torso …
The more Yan Guilai swung, the more he realized that his body was hindering the performance of the Thirteen Swords of Gale.
If his body was removed, the variations of the Thirteen Swords of Gale would be faster, more agile, and more flexible.
However, could the body be removed?
After pondering for a while, Yan Guilai got his answer. Evidently, the body could be removed.
His current human body might not be able to do so, but it would be a different story if it was the body of a python.
With a thought, Yan Guilai walked to a corner and fell asleep.
In the next moment, Yan Guilai's consciousness appeared in a huge karst cave thousands of miles away.
Yan Guilai twisted his body and looked at his python body. An incomparably powerful feeling made him feel a hundred times more confident.
With a thought, the Seven-Star Ancient Sword instantly broke through the space barrier and appeared in front of the python.
Yan Guilai couldn't help but laugh heartily when he saw the Seven-Star Ancient Sword floating in the air. His body had been removed!
At the moment, the Seven-Star Ancient Sword floating in the air wasn't restricted or hindered by anything. It could use any sword technique.
With a thought, the Seven-Star Ancient Sword shuttled back and forth in the air.
Yan Guilai executed the sword techniques of the Thirteen Swords of Gale one by one.
Hack Sword Form, Flick Sword Form, Chop Sword Form, Stab Sword Form, Wipe Sword Form, Slice Sword Form, Intercept Sword Form, Point Sword Form, Wash Sword Form, Pierce Sword Form, Collapse Sword Form, Cloud Sword Form, Transform Sword Form …
As he switched between sword forms, many transitions that would have been impossible in the past were now easy.
Looking at the Seven-Star Ancient Sword flying in the air, Yan Guilai felt a flash of inspiration in his mind.
He thought back to the adult version of himself he had seen in his dream. Although his sword moves were mysterious and profound, it was obvious that his cultivation in the Way of the Sword wasn't as good as his current self.
Take the Thirteen Swords of Gale as an example. In his dream, the adult version of himself had only mastered ten or twenty percent of it.
Now that he had successfully removed himself from the sword moves, what he had comprehended was limitless!
Without the restriction of his body, the Thirteen Swords of Gale was completely different. It was no longer a sword move, but a real gale of nature.
Looking at the Seven-Star Ancient Sword in the air, which was as nimble as a fish, Yan Guilai couldn't help but laugh heartily.
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