Chapter 5: Guan Er Ye Above, Bless Me with Success in Pill Refining

Early the next morning, before the sky was even bright, Luo Chen climbed out of bed.

It was misty outside, and if he listened carefully, he could occasionally hear one or two beast roars from the million-strong mountains.

However, these had nothing to do with him.

He would be very busy today, or rather, for the next period of time.

First, he had to sort and process various medicinal materials.

Most of the medicinal materials bought from the rogue cultivator stalls were processed quite roughly, and some were not even dried yet.

He put these things on a winnowing basket and waited for the sun to come out to dry them.

Then there was the Jade Lotus Seed.

It had to be peeled; only the fruit kernel was needed, and the skin was definitely not wanted.

Facing the oil lamp, Luo Chen peeled them one by one until his eyes were a bit dry before stopping.

"I wonder if this will cause myopia?"

"But I'm already cultivating immortals, I shouldn't get myopia!"

After a large pile of lotus seeds was processed, the sky was already bright.

Soaking the lotus seeds in chicken blood diluted with Red Sun Chicken blood, Luo Chen took several winnowing baskets out to dry.

Living on the edge of the outer city area, although it was not very safe, it also had relative advantages, that is, the usable area was very large.

Usually when refining Grain-Bigu Powder, there was a process where the smell would be very pungent. If refined in a crowded area, it would very likely be complained about.

Old Man Chen tanned talisman skin at home and was complained about more than once, and it wasn't until he stuffed a few good talismans to the manager that he fooled them.

Luo Chen didn't have this worry.

The jade yam had to be diced, and some had to be sliced; this part was left for refining Grain-Bigu Powder.

Luo Chen was not the kind of person who put all his eggs in one basket.

In the initial refining of the Myriad Wonders Pill, it could be expected that there would be many failures.

It was even entirely possible that all would fail and he would lose everything!

After all, it was just the proficiency level of entry.

In this case, his original path of wealth absolutely could not be cut off.

The worst case was just losing everything, and he could at least maintain his life by relying on the income of Grain-Bigu Powder, and then make a comeback.

After processing the jade yam, the time had reached noon.

At this point, it was time to eat!

Feeling the hunger in his stomach, Luo Chen curled his lips.

It was said that cultivators didn't eat the five grains of the human world, but in fact, if they were hungry, they were hungry!

Washing his hands, Luo Chen entered the kitchen.

Scooping a small bowl of crystal-clear rice from the rice jar, he poured it directly into a small pot without washing it.

This was spirit rice, ten jin for one spirit stone!

He couldn't bear to wash it, fearing that some spiritual energy would be washed away.

Coming to a secret compartment beside the kitchen, he pressed it, and a large hole appeared on the ground, revealing a narrow underground storage room three feet square.

Inside hung half a side of beef!

Tier 1 beast yellow beef!

This thing was also expensive, almost ten jin for one low-grade spirit stone.

The reason Luo Chen had this hundred jin of meat was not because he was greedy, but mainly because yellow beef was one of the main materials for Grain-Bigu Powder.

One jin of meat, plus an appropriate amount of ginseng, angelica, and various medicinal materials, could produce five bottles of Grain-Bigu Powder, and then sell for one spirit stone!

Every time, he tried to buy as much as possible, as buying in bulk was cheap, and he stored it with ice.

Looking at this half side of yellow beef, Luo Chen swallowed his saliva a bit.

Then, using a kitchen knife, he cut off about two liang of meat, and took out some ordinary vegetables from the ice cellar.

Washing the meat and vegetables clean, he diced the vegetables, sliced the meat very, very thin, and finally put them all into the small pot.

Add firewood!

Start the fire!

Pinching the formula with both hands and muttering words, about two breaths later, a small fireball appeared in his hand.

Go!

With a puff.

The firewood in the stove burned up all at once.

"This time it went very smoothly, the fireball exploding the stove incident like when I first transmigrated should never happen again!"

Luo Chen smiled slightly, quite self-satisfied.

Looking at the panel, the proficiency of the Fireball Spell jumped from 268/300 to 269/300!

He was currently practicing three spells.

Water-type Cleaning Spell, Wood-type Entanglement Spell, Fire-type Fireball Spell.

And among these three spells, the proficiency of the Fireball Spell was the highest.

This was not without reason.

Initially, he just thought cultivation was mysterious and fun, so he played with fireballs when he had nothing to do.

He had experimented with the effect of this spell; it was slow and energy-consuming, but the power was indeed great!

As long as it hit the target, it would melt metal and destroy iron, burning bones and turning them to ash.

But the premise was to hit!

A normal cultivator releasing a Fireball Spell took at least three breaths from pinching the formula to chanting the spell.

Three breaths were enough for the enemy to kill him a hundred times.

Luo Chen was about the same initially, and every time he released it, it consumed one-tenth of his total spiritual power.

It was only then that he understood why low-level cultivators rarely used spells to fight.

Either they used magic tools, or they used talismans; both belonged to the category of fast speed, low energy consumption, and power no less than spells.

After knowing this situation, he lost interest in low-level spells like the Fireball Spell.

However, as he used the Fireball Spell to start the fire every time he refined pills, his proficiency came up, and he felt that spells were not without their uses.

Like now, the energy consumption remained unchanged, one-tenth, but the speed had been reduced to within two breaths.

This was just the proficient level.

What if it reached the perfect level of proficiency?

What if it was the Grandmaster level of proficiency?

So, wherever he could use the Fireball Spell, he would almost always use it once or twice.

Many a little makes a mickle!

Amidst various thoughts, the rice in the pot was almost ready.

Smelling the fragrance of the rice, Luo Chen took out a piece of pickled radish from the pickle jar.

A large bowl of stewed beef rice, full of spiritual energy, red, green, yellow, and white colors were tempting, and paired with a few pieces of sweet and sour pickled radish.

Sitting under the eaves, facing the cool breeze by the stream and the sun, he ate heartily.

This was the most enjoyable time for Luo Chen every day!

If there was no pressure of survival and no pursuit of longevity, such a meal every day could indeed be considered enjoyment.

Unfortunately, Luo Chen had no choice. He was a man with a system, and even in the dark night, he would eventually shine!

"Damn, why is this thing so smelly!"

The man destined to shine, clutching his chest, kept retching beside the small stream.

He didn't expect that the fire dog whip bought from the Hundred Herb Hall could be so smelly when processed specially.

Wearing a mask, Luo Chen gathered his courage and began to process the fire dog whip again.

While using his hands to open the skin and apply special juice, he muttered to himself.

"This thing is not smelly, this thing is not smelly."

"It's spirit stones, it's all spirit stones, it's fragrant spirit stones!"

After processing one fire dog whip, he couldn't wait to rush to the small stream.

"Ugh!"

The processing of raw materials was very laborious and time-consuming, but it couldn't be discounted at all!

It could even be said that it was more critical than the refining process itself.

The reason was very simple: no matter how perfect your pill formula was, how exquisite your technique was, and how top-notch your pill refining equipment was, if the material itself had problems.

Then the final result was doomed.

It was like building a high-rise building; if the foundation had problems, how could one talk about anything else.

After spending seven days, various raw materials were semi-processed and deeply processed to the most perfect extent possible.

Luo Chen also took time to refine several pots of Grain-Bigu Powder and molded them into pills.

But he didn't plan to sell them this time.

He planned to wait until the Myriad Wonders Pill was refined before selling them together.

For the next period of time, that iron pot containing some spiritual ore would be washed clean and used to refine the Myriad Wonders Pill.

Standing in front of the stove, Luo Chen looked solemn and put on an apron for himself.

He bowed to the blackened kitchen roof, "Guan Er Ye from my hometown, Taishang Laojun, the local Pill Saint, bless me with success in one pot!"

Open the pot!

Start the fire! ===== CHAPTER 6 =====