Chapter 16

"Ginseng, ganoderma, angelica, astragalus..."

Holding the small scale, Yin Qi weighed the medicinal herbs one by one according to the pill formula and placed them on the case table next to the pill furnace for later use.

After weighing the medicinal herbs, he began to refine the pills.

First, he cleaned the pill furnace with clear water three times, then lit the charcoal, dried the furnace with a slow fire, poured a ladle of clear water again, and after the clear water boiled, put in the medicinal herbs one by one, and adjusted the fire size at the right time.

Pill refining sounds very advanced, and it is indeed advanced, but that is for spirit pills and above.

Pills can be divided into: ordinary pills, spirit pills, immortal pills, divine pills.

Spirit pills can only be refined by cultivators, and true fire is needed in the refining process, but the refining process of ordinary pills is actually decocting medicine, but more complicated than decocting medicine.

However, as long as you master the pill formula, fire, and the order and timing of adding medicinal herbs, pill refining is actually not difficult.

Precisely because of this, ordinary pills are common goods in the Fengshen World.

But in this world, they are extraordinary spirit pills.

There is no way, the gap in world level is too large.

The peak of the mortal realm in the Fengshen World has the power of three thousand catties with one arm, while the Hua Jin grandmaster of this world does not necessarily have the power of three thousand catties with one arm, this is the gap in world level.

Yin Qi was familiar with the road, skillfully controlled the fire, and continuously put medicinal herbs into the pill furnace.

Half an hour later, a rich medicinal fragrance gradually drifted out of the pill furnace, and soon filled the entire pill refining room.

Yin Hai, who was guarding outside the house, also smelled this medicinal fragrance.

He sniffed and said in surprise: "So fragrant, could it be that the Young Master really knows how to refine pills? Wait, if the Young Master really knows how to refine pills, then the immortal in the Young Master's dream, isn't that also true?"

Thinking of this, his breathing suddenly became rapid.

He has accompanied the Young Master since he was a child, no one knows the Second Young Master better than him, so besides the immortal in the dream, he really can't think of when the Young Master learned pill refining.

"Everyone says that one person attains the Dao, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. If the Young Master becomes an immortal, then can't I follow him to heaven?"

At this time, Yin Hai's loyalty to Yin Qi was directly full.

Inside the pill refining room.

Yin Qi was still refining pills, not daring to relax at all, this fire must be grasped accurately.

If the fire is small, the medicinal effect cannot be decocted, and it cannot be integrated.

If the fire is large, it is easy to scorch.

"Done!"

Yin Qi suddenly shouted happily, and hurriedly moved the charcoal under the pill furnace away so that the pill furnace could cool down naturally.

At this time, the medicinal fragrance from the pill furnace reached its peak.

More than ten minutes later, the pill furnace finally cooled down a lot.

Yin Qi opened the furnace lid and saw a large lump of black gelatinous substance inside, emitting a rich medicinal fragrance. He hurriedly washed his hands clean, started to rub the pills by hand, and then sealed them with beeswax so that the medicinal effect would not volatilize.

In this way, the Peiyuan Pills were refined.

Finally, Yin Qi counted, and there were thirty-three in total on the porcelain plate.

Picking up a Peiyuan Pill, Yin Qi swallowed it, and soon felt a warm force rising in his abdomen, he hurriedly set up the Baji pile and absorbed the medicinal effect with all his strength.

Half an hour later, Yin Qi opened his eyes again, his eyes bright.

"Sure enough, worthy of being a Peiyuan Pill!"

Yin Qi was overjoyed.

Just this half-hour of standing the pile, he felt it was comparable to the effect of standing for a whole day.

Although the effect doesn't look very obvious, you know, this Peiyuan Pill can be taken continuously, and it's no problem to take more than a dozen a day.

That is to say, he practices martial arts for one day, which is comparable to others for more than ten days!

At this time, the Peiyuan Pills on the porcelain plate had completely cooled down and solidified and hardened, and they looked even better.

Yin Qi put them into white porcelain bottles, ten in each bottle.

Next, he continued to refine pills.

Time passed, and it was soon dusk.

Yin Qi also completed the refining of the third furnace, obtaining a total of thirty-five, plus the previous thirty-two and thirty-three, he now has one hundred Peiyuan Pills, just filling ten bottles.

"Yin Hai, come in."

Yin Qi shouted outside.

Soon with a creak, the door was pushed open.

Yin Hai walked in quickly, full of expectation: "Young Master, are the pills refined?"

"Hmm!"

Yin Qi nodded, handed a bottle to Yin Hai, and said: "This bottle is Peiyuan Pill, which can consolidate the foundation and cultivate the origin, strengthen the body, and assist in cultivation. There are ten inside, you take them. Remember, if you don't have my permission, you must not tell anyone."

"Hmm, hmm, Young Master, I know, thank you, Young Master!"

Yin Hai nodded excitedly.

Not only because the Young Master was so generous, giving him a bottle directly, but also because he saw the hope of "becoming an immortal."

The Young Master didn't lie to him, the Young Master really met an immortal fate in his dream.

In the next five days, Yin Qi was closed-door and practicing hard.

Since having Peiyuan Pills, his cultivation speed has advanced by leaps and bounds, his muscles are faintly bulging, the lines are distinct, full of explosive power, and he has also gradually mastered the trick of integrating the whole body's strength.

To Ming Jin, it is only one step away.

What is Ming Jin?

It is the force of fierceness, and it is also the force of integration.

Ordinary people swing their fists to hit people, using the strength of their arms, plus some waist strength.

But Ming Jin martial artists hit people with the strength of the whole body, using both feet as a foundation, using the lumbar spine as a link, and integrating the strength of the whole body into one force to hit out.

Therefore, compared to ordinary people, Ming Jin martial artists are naturally stronger.

"Slap! Slap!"

In the courtyard, Yin Qi is practicing boxing.

Suddenly his fists swung out, and the air actually made a bang, with amazing momentum.

Ming Jin, done!

As the saying goes, a thousand gold is hard to buy a sound, which is the sign of Ming Jin.

"Hoo... hoo..."

Yin Qi stood with his fists closed, and let out a long sigh of turbid air, slowly calming the boiling blood and Qi.

His eyes were bright, full of joy.

Consuming eighty Peiyuan Pills, he finally practiced Ming Jin.

"The pills are finished, it's time to refine pills again!"

Although he refined one hundred Peiyuan Pills, he gave Yin Hai twenty, so he only had eighty left.

For his only confidant, Yin Qi did not skimp.

Time passed, and in a blink of an eye, it was another three days.

Yin Qi had completely mastered Ming Jin, and could exert force between raising his hands and feet, and the operation of force was from the heart.

And Yin Hai also finally mastered the pile method.

Compared to Yin Qi, Yin Hai can of course be said to be "stupid."

But compared to other martial arts practitioners, he can already be said to have good talent, and it took ten days to fully master the pile method.

Outside the Yin Mansion.

The merchant team going to Hangzhou finally returned.

"Dad, you are finally back!"

Yin Xuan was happy, and hurriedly greeted him, and asked: "How was the trip?"

Saying that, he looked at the others.

Master Chen was fine, his expression was normal.

But others had pale faces, and many people were lying on the flatbed carts.

I don't know if they were injured or dead.

"Let's talk after entering the mansion."

Yin Chengtao's expression was cold, he raised his hand to let Yin Xuan not ask for now.

He turned to a middle-aged steward and said: "Steward Liu, you handle the aftermath, what I promised before must be fully implemented, I will visit later."

Steward Liu nodded: "Yes, Old Master."

(End of chapter)