When Xiao Jue arrived at the place where the clan leader Xiao Zhan lived, he knocked on the door, "Clan leader, I'm Xiao Jue."
"Come in."
"Creaky!"
After Xiao Jue pushed the door open, Xiao Zhan, who was sitting on a chair drinking tea, looked at him, frowned, and asked, "Xiao Jue, why did you dye your hair?"
"This hair matter is a long story, so I won't talk about it for now."
Xiao Jue said, "Clan leader, I just got a set of Xuan-level advanced wind-attributed martial arts fighting skills, and I plan to present it to the family."
"Click!" The teacup in Xiao Zhan's hand suddenly turned into a puff of powder. He stood up abruptly, looking at the two scrolls in Xiao Jue's hands in shock.
"Are you serious?" Xiao Zhan looked excited and asked, "Where did you get the martial arts?"
Xiao Jue handed over the two scrolls in his hand and said with a smile, "Patriarch, this martial arts must be real, but I'm a little short of money recently, so I want 10,000 gold coins."
"10,000 gold coins?" Looking through the martial arts in his hand, Xiao Zhan raised his eyebrows and said, "This set of martial arts is worth at least hundreds of thousands of gold coins. It's not fair to give you 10,000 gold coins."
"It's okay, 10,000 gold coins are enough." Xiao Jue didn't ask for more, anyway, it was enough for him to buy medicinal materials.
When he can refine the elixir, he can sell the elixir to make money. The first-grade elixir he refined must be sold in the Xiao family market.
"Okay." Xiao Zhan nodded and patted Xiao Jue's shoulder carefully. "Where did this skill come from? If you don't tell me, I won't ask. The family will remember your contribution."
He took out two gold cards from the ring and handed them to Xiao Jue, saying, "There are 10,000 gold coins in each of these two gold cards. If it's not enough, come to me again."
"Okay." Xiao Jue nodded and left in a hurry with the gold card.
Xiao Zhan looked at Xiao Jue's hurriedly leaving back and whispered, "Has he been accepted as a disciple by a strong man? He can easily give out advanced Xuan-level skills. I'm afraid he must be a Douhuang strongman, but he shouldn't be one of the top ten strongmen in the Jia Ma Empire."
"It's a pity that Yan'er is so talented... Otherwise, he would have become a disciple of a strong man by now."
Xiao Jue put the gold card back into the ring, left the Xiao family and went to the herbal medicine store in Wutan City. He did not hide his identity. In Wutan City, he would not be targeted and attacked.
The clerk saw Xiao Jue coming in and asked, "What medicinal herbs do you want?"
"I want to buy some medicinal herbs." Xiao Jue handed over both gold cards, "I want fifty hemostatic herbs, fifty..."
He asked for the medicinal herbs for fifty hemostatic pills and fifty power-accumulating pills, all of which were first-grade medicinal herbs.
The price of medicinal herbs for first-grade pills is not low. Most first-grade pills require four medicinal herbs, and the price of one medicinal herb is fifty gold coins, which means one medicinal herb is about two hundred gold coins.
The clerk was a little surprised and said hurriedly, "Please wait a moment, I'll call the boss over."
After he found the boss, it was an old man in yellow clothes. He smiled and said, "Isn't this Master Xiao Jue of the Xiao family? You are buying these medicinal herbs..."
The old man in yellow clothes is a big drug dealer in Wutan City, and he has several herbal medicine stores under him.
Xiao Jue smiled and said, "Boss Wang, I recently worshipped a teacher, and he wants to teach me the art of alchemy."
"Congratulations." The old man in yellow said with a smile: "I will prepare the medicinal materials for Master Xiao Jue right away, 50 portions of Hemostatic Pills and 50 portions of Power-Accumulating Pills, 20,800 gold coins, I congratulate Master Xiao Jue in advance on becoming a pharmacist, these 800 gold coins are for you."
Hemostatic Pills and Power-Accumulating Pills are very common first-grade elixirs. Although the recipes are not circulated, most people know the medicinal materials needed to refine these two elixirs.
"Thank you, Boss Wang."
Soon after, the medicinal materials were ready. Xiao Jue left the gold card and put all the medicinal materials into the Yin-Yang Ring.
Watching Xiao Jue leave, the old man in yellow, Boss Wang, couldn't help but smacked his lips and said: "It seems that the Xiao family's dragon crossing the river will not stay in Wutan City."
The Xiao family came to Wutan City more than ten years ago, but now there is a genius like Xiao Jue, and I am afraid that there will be a chance to return to the imperial capital in the future. After
returning home, Xiao Jue hung a sign on the door with the words "Do Not Disturb" written on it, then returned to the room, took out the Yin-Yang Jue with the Xuan-level advanced skills, and began to practice the skills.
An hour later, Xiao Jue successfully practiced the Xuan-level advanced skills, and the quality of the fighting spirit in his body became much more solid, and even the speed of absorbing fighting spirit became faster.
After trying the speed of the Xuan-level advanced skills, Xiao Jue took out the Yin-Yang Cauldron.
After absorbing the blood of the Yin-Yang Saint, Xiao Jue felt that his strength and soul power had been enhanced. He was sure that he did not have wood-attributed fighting spirit, but with the Yin-Yang double flame, he could also refine pills.
Injecting the Yang fire of the Yin-Yang double flame into the Yin-Yang Cauldron, Xiao Jue threw a hemostatic grass into it, which was instantly burned to nothingness, without even ashes left.
Xiao Jue lowered the temperature of the flame and threw another hemostatic grass. This time, the hemostatic grass persisted in the flame for a while longer, and this time it turned into ashes, and was not burned to nothingness.
"The temperature is not high anymore."
Xiao Jue breathed a sigh of relief and continued to put in the hemostatic grass to adjust the temperature. After burning more than ten hemostatic grasses unremittingly, he finally made the temperature of the Yang Fire reach the temperature adaptation point of the hemostatic grass.
The flame temperature cannot be different by a single hair, otherwise it will fail, but as long as you practice a few more times and gain experience, you will not fail.
After tumbling in the flame for a while, the hemostatic grass finally began to gradually shed its grass bark, and the juice contained in the grass leaves was also smoked into a little bit of pale white powder, and the essence of the hemostatic grass was successfully extracted.
The resistance of various materials to temperature is different, so if you want to refine pills, you must learn to control the temperature of the flame at any point in the cauldron at will.
Where low temperature is required, the flame must be suppressed, and where high temperature is required, the suppression must be released to increase the flame temperature.
Xiao Jue took out the hemostatic grass powder and put it into a jade bottle, and then put another medicinal material into the Yin-Yang Cauldron again, slightly increasing the flame temperature.
With the experience of previous failures, Xiao Jue roughly controlled the different temperatures of the flames, and this time he succeeded in refining a portion of liquid medicine.
After taking out the liquid medicine and placing it in a jade bottle, Xiao Jue then refined the remaining two portions of medicinal materials in turn. After failing several times on each of them, they all succeeded.
Looking at the four portions of medicinal essences in front of him, Xiao Jue first poured the white powder of the hemostatic grass and the liquid medicine into the Yin-Yang Cauldron, controlling the temperature of the flame, and the white powder melted into the liquid medicine, and then gradually poured in the remaining two portions of medicinal materials, gradually condensing into a pill.
"It seems that my talent is still very good." Xiao Jue laughed out loud, but the result was too much joy and sorrow. The temperature of the flame soared, and directly burned the hemostatic pill that was about to be successfully refined into ashes.
(End of this chapter)