This time, the production of elixirs took a lot of money, a day and a night, and months of preparation, and ended in failure.

To sum up, I am not experienced enough, my mentality has not been corrected, and I have a little bit of ambition, thinking that relying on my previous life experience can be enough to achieve competence.

Unexpectedly, in the fourth stage, there was an error in the tempering stage, which led to the strong toxicity of the medicine and a waste pill.

There are six major steps in making alchemy: starting a cauldron, taking medicine, controlling fire, tempering, strengthening pills, and warming. You must be careful and careful at every step, and you must not make any mistakes. The quenching pill juice has not peeled off the impurities. The slightest part of the medicine is greatly reduced, and the worst part of the pill is used to eliminate pills.

The other steps are: the simplest to start the cauldron, but if you make the wrong order, it is easy to cause the medicine of a cauldron to be refined into slag in an instant; during the fire control stage, if you are not careful, the cauldron will explode. Not only may people be injured, but the pill will naturally be destroyed.

In the stage of warming and nourishing, warming and nourishing is the most important thing, which is directly linked to the quality. The quality of the medicinal properties depends on this step. The elixir needs to warm and nourish it with low heat, polish it with true qi to lock the medicinal properties.

Fan Yu pondered step by step, summarizing the gains and losses, and was not discouraged. He only took a few days to rest and became energetic. What surprised him the most was that his true energy had increased a little after this consumption.

Could it be that making alchemy is also a practice?

No one has given a conclusion yet, and it is up to be discussed. I have calculated the time. It has been almost a hundred days since the last time the gods passed away, and it has only been a few days since the judge was re-turned.

So I calmed down and soaked my true energy. In the early morning of the next day, the Fantian Seal hanging on my waist suddenly jumped, like a naughty child and jumped out of the bondage. I wanted to break free from the bondage and pinch it in my hand. My mind suddenly became clear. But the inexplicable force regarded this Seal as him and was ingesting it from the air.

It’s really unintentional to plant willows and willows to form a shade.

The power of intake became more and more powerful. It was like a fight with a strong man. Just let go, Fantian Seal jumped out, jumped into the air, flipped around for a few times, and burst out with a slight light. The surrounding void became dark, forming circles of water-like patterns, and then it sank into the "inside", as if it had broken through the air.

Suddenly, the Fantian Seal paused and immediately struggled violently, sometimes inside and sometimes outside. The water-like patterns became bigger and bigger, like a sticky liquid, sticking to it tightly, unable to move forward and retreat.

‘Buzz ~’

Is this stuck?

Fan Yu blinked his eyes, feeling surprised. He listened to the increasingly harsh buzzing sound, fearing that he would attract the attention of the inspector and Ye You Shen, so he stretched out his hand and wanted to press the seal in to help it.

As a result, as soon as he touched, a huge pull force grabbed him, and his eyes were blackened and he lost his sight. When he opened his eyes again, he was no longer in place.

The rain is drizzling, the night is dull, the biting cold wind blows across the streets and alleys, the muddy streets are empty, the entire county town is silent in the night, occasionally the barking of dogs, distant and cold.

Fan Yu stood at the corner of the street, looking up at the sky, letting the rain wet his hair, and sighed for a long time: "Am I human or god?"

This is the scene when I was swept into the void with the Fantian Seal, and then the sky turned and opened my eyes.

Isn’t it a soul traveling through time? Why is the body also being dragged in?

This made him unexpectedly, not knowing whether it was good or bad.

I suppressed my mind and looked around. The low earth walls, the corners of the rocks were covered with moss, muddy roads, and the pits were bumpy. The air was filled with a faint stench. There was almost some garbage in front of every household.

He calmed down slightly, let go of his divine sense, quickly swept over a hundred meters around him. Without any situation, he picked up the Fantian Seal, motionless and without any response.

According to past experience, if you wait here, you will definitely have problems, but this place is not in the wilderness. If you encounter a night wanderer, how should you explain it?

Could it be that I have to say that I came from the capital? Then the city god will be alarmed and I have to invite him to visit. Wouldn't it be revealed?

So should I wait here?

After thinking about this, I saw a few black smoke parading along the corner of the wall from a distance. I was really afraid of anything I was going to do.

He has a small cheek, red shoulders, a gold wire patch armor on his neck, a black wooden sign in hand, and an ancient seal character "Ye" written on it. There is a faint divine light on it. Isn't it the night wandering god, and what is it?

As the name suggests, the Night Travel God is a night patrol and all abnormal creatures within the jurisdiction, and cooperate with the black and white impermanence to extradite lonely ghosts and suppress demons who harm the world.

It is a priest under the command of the City God Division. It does not specifically refer to a certain god. It depends on the size of the region, at most dozens or as few as one or two. It is led by the City God to do good deeds during his lifetime and be a righteous person. After transformation, it looks roughly the same.

"Look, there is a stranger here..."

"Feeling that slightest breath, I am still a scholar, and I must have been a scholar."

"In the middle of winter, what is he doing here? He is not afraid of freezing to death, nor does he drink."

Yeyou God brought a few ghost messengers to the scene, looked at Fan Yu unscrupulously, and occasionally muttered the local accent discussion.

The affairs of life are not their own, but they feel strange, and they even discuss whether to wait for a while. After the life is frozen to death, they will escort their souls back.

Fan Yu lowered his eyelids, shrank his shoulders, pulled his clothes tightly, shivered from time to time, looking like he was frozen, and muttered: "I can't see you, I can't see you..."

"What did this person say? He was so divine, was his brain frozen?"

Yeyou Shen blinked his copper eyes, leaned over his head, turned his ears to listen, and then shook his head: "This man is probably frozen and doesn't know what he is talking about... I can't die for a while. Let's go around other places first, and come back to see if he is dead."

Fang wanted to leave, suddenly paused and scratched his scalp: "It seems a little wrong. Why is the smell of this person a little strange?"

As he said that, he leaned over his nose and smelled it. Fan Yu was so shocked that he quickly suppressed his true energy to prevent it from flowing, and converged his breath to the extreme.

Ye Youshen smelled it for a while, shook his head, and said in confusion: "No? That's the mistake."

Immediately, I stomped my feet, rolled up a gust of cold wind, wrapped in a few ghost messengers, turned into shadows and wandered around the wall.

Fan Yu breathed a sigh of relief and almost exposed it. Fortunately, this guy didn't continue to stay, otherwise he would have been forced to cause internal injuries.

I turned over and leaped on the wall, and looked at the next door with a yard, and the place against the wall was a flowerbed, and the desolation in the winter was so desolate that I jumped down.

...

It was dawn, and the streets of the small county town gradually became popular. The shop facing the street took off the door panels. The guy was yawning alone, cleaning the seats in the lobby. The vendors at the stalls were shouting at the top of their voices, and the melodious voices were heard far away.

"The steamed buns are fragrant..."
Chapter completed!