Qin Hongyu hadn't been able to recover from the impact of this sudden news.
He took out the pill recipe he got yesterday from the space ring without having time to think about it.
He handed the thing to Pang Yuanting with both hands.
And this time, Qin Hongyu deliberately restrained his impetuous behavior and said, "Teacher, the recipe is here."
Pang Yuanting took it carefully, and his eyes quickly scanned the simple prescription written in mainland Chinese characters on the ordinary page, and the smile on his face spread more and more.
Qin Hongyu looked at it and said to himself: It has been a long time since my mentor laughed like this from the bottom of his heart.
While Pang Yuanting watched, he kept making gestures with his hands and suddenly patted his thigh.
"I didn't expect to prepare the medicine like this before.
It turned out that Qianshan Longquan was used as an auxiliary ingredient.
No wonder nearly a thousand pill recipes previously prepared could not successfully refine Ziyang Pill.
It turned out that it lacked the harmonizing effect of Qianshan Longquan, right?
Shanlongquan has a warm texture and smooth taste, which is perfect for this recipe.”
Pang Yuanting was talking to himself, and from the corner of his eye, he finally caught sight of his proud disciple who was standing aside stupidly.
Then he motioned to Qin Hongyu and said: "Hongyu, don't be so formal and sit down in front of me.
Today, the instructor will tell you the key points that you need to master in the refining process of Ziyang Pill."
"The reason why the young pill you refined cannot finally take shape is because of your lack of fire control ability."
"The disciple who lacks fire control ability has never experienced the same situation before when refining the second-grade elixir."
Pang Yuanting suddenly got the recipe for the extinct elixir, and was in a good mood.
He was willing to teach the alchemy techniques to everyone without any reservation.
Qin Hongyu had never thought about such a good thing before.
In this case, he had no intention of investigating the true origin of Danfang.
He wished that Pang Yuanting would never ask him about it.
In this case, the credit will naturally be attributed to him.
"Hahaha, you, your knowledge in alchemy is really weak.
This Ziyang Pill is a third-grade pill recipe.
Compared with the second-grade pill, the difficulty of refining it is naturally higher.
Use the same technique.
Naturally, the expected results cannot be achieved.”
"So that's it," Qin Hongyu said thoughtfully, "I hope the instructor can explain it in more detail."
Pang Yuanting laughed, and then explained again.
The conversation between the two had never been more harmonious than before, and the whole process went smoothly beyond Qin Hongyu's imagination.
Although his mentor had always regarded him as his favorite disciple in the past and had accepted him as his disciple as early as last year when Qin Hongyu first entered Shangli Academy, this was the first time he had seen such an all-inclusive talk.
If it hadn't been for the appearance of this prescription, Qin Hongyu knew that it would still take a long time to truly gain Pang Yuanting's approval.
This period of time can be five years, ten years, or even longer.
Because almost all alchemists in the world regard the elixir recipe and their own alchemy experience as wealth that cannot be easily passed on to others.
And wanting to get these wealth from the teacher into one's own hands has long been the ultimate wish of generations of alchemy disciples.
Such a rare conversation made Qin Hongyu clearly feel his progress in alchemy.
When he stepped out of the alchemy department again, five days had passed since his time with Mu Yingying.
No matter how he searched, he could not find Mu Yingying.
This woman seems to have disappeared from the world xx4911131: