A small bowl as big as a child's palm was brought to him.
The liquid in the bowl was viscous with a hint of greenish color, and it was only less than half full.
This thing is the Qingshuang Dragon Milk that Dan Jicheng mentioned.
Although it is only such a small amount, but including the ones he had previously consumed, its value has exceeded tens of thousands of spirit stones.
However, this is just one of the cheaper types among more than ten kinds of spiritual materials.
Gu Luoji's heart is bleeding.
Gu Yalan was extremely anxious, and the skin all over her body itched unbearably, as if she was being bitten by thousands of little bugs anytime and anywhere.
But what she found most unacceptable was that her beauty had been desecrated.
But what the father and daughter didn't know was that among the people present, the one who wanted to refine the elixir more than them was undoubtedly the elixir.
In fact, until now, the number of elixir failures was still far from the maximum he could accept.
Isn't it just the eleventh attempt?
Where is this?
Successfully refining it within thirty times is considered to be an explosion of luck, right?
If Gu Luoji knew Dan Jiacheng's true inner thoughts, he would probably be frightened to the point of fainting on the spot.
Of course, this cannot be blamed on him.
After all, Gu Luoji is just a layman at best, and he knows very little about the underlying rules of alchemy.
Those who do not know are not guilty.
This is also why the final selling price of elixirs is so expensive, because the success rate of most alchemists is really hopelessly low.
The wool comes from the sheep, and naturally it is not the alchemist himself who pays for the failure rate of the elixir.
The only people who pay the bill are those who are rushing to buy.
After all, there will always be more people asking for elixirs than refining them.
As long as something is valuable, there will definitely be people willing to pay the bill.
Now, the person who is rushing to replace Dan Jicheng and use his huge wealth to verify the prescription is Hao Ran, who is Gu Luoji.
It's a pity that he himself hasn't realized until now that his wallet will suffer even more violent damage next.
The elixir refining of the ready-made elixir continues.
When the loss of spiritual materials reached forty-three times, he finally took out a round elixir from the alchemy cauldron that was green with a little blue color under Gu Luoji's almost desperate eyes.
There are four pill lines on the surface of the elixir.
From this, it can be judged that this one is of the fourth grade.
For Dan Jiecheng, a master who can theoretically refine up to seventh-grade elixirs, fourth-grade elixirs are neither good nor bad.
Gu Luoji was a little disappointed, and correspondingly, his disappointment appeared on his face.
After wasting so much spiritual material, I only managed to get a fourth-grade elixir.
It was such a loss that I was bleeding.
Although these losses were still within the tolerance of Gu Luoji, whether he would admit defeat or not would ultimately depend on the healing effect of this elixir.
Otherwise, Gu Luoji would be stupid to pay the bill for Dan Jicheng.
Compared to her father's physical pain, Gu Yalan's eyes were obviously much hotter when she looked at the elixir, "Can this elixir really cure the wounds on my face?"
Dan Jicheng proudly raised his chin, "The medicine you were fed earlier was very toxic, so I cleverly chose to use poison to fight poison.
The effect will be extremely good.
Can I cure such a low-level problem as rash?
This president is too lazy to answer.”
Gu Yalan couldn't help being happy, she raised her head and swallowed the elixir. xx4911131: