"Don't worry, Alchemist Hua, even if your performance is slightly inferior, we can understand."

Representatives from the three parties expressed their opinions one after another.

It is not easy to hire a second-level alchemist with a good reputation to help refine the foundation-building pill.

"Finally, about the distribution of Foundation Establishment Pills!"

Master Hua's tone slowed down.

Su Yuetong and others listened carefully because it was in their own interests.

"In this kind of fundraising for alchemy, foundation-building elixirs are often given priority to be obtained or selected based on the value of the materials provided."

"The preciousness of the materials this time is ranked first by Mr. Zhou, second by Miss Su, and third by Mrs. Liu. According to this order of priority, do you have any objections?"

Alchemist Hua looked around in all three directions.

"This distribution is very fair and we have no objection."

Mr. Zhou and Su Yuetong both nodded.

Alchemist Hua can produce two pills if he performs normally.

Mrs. Liu's expression changed slightly: "If I only get one or two pills, the materials from my body..."

Mr. Zhou smiled and said: "Mrs. Liu, if you don't get the Foundation Establishment Pill, Miss Su and I will give you spirit stones to compensate you for the materials. The specific value depends on the total value of the pill."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Liu also accepted the distribution plan.

Even if the person who provided the materials did not get the Foundation Establishment Pill, he could recover some of his losses.

"Since everyone has no objections, I will start refining the alchemy. In the alchemy hall, you can observe from a distance and are not allowed to come close to disturb me."

After saying this, Alchemist Hua waved his hand to put away the three piles of alchemy materials and entered the alchemy hall.

The alchemy hall is spacious, with a brass alchemy furnace about ten feet tall in the middle, which is at least a second-order alchemy furnace.

Three groups of people were sitting on futons outside the alchemy hall, watching from a distance.

"Fellow Daoist Su, Fellow Daoist Lu, please wait patiently."

Dewey and another disciple went over to help Master Hua.

Not long after, the temperature in the Alchemy Hall rose.

There is a small second-level flame array around the alchemy furnace, and there is also a supply of spiritual bamboo charcoal, which can be added or removed in time to control the heat of the spiritual flame.

As a first-level high-grade alchemist, Lu Changan can naturally see some clues.

For normal alchemy, the supply of earthly fire is the most stable.

There is no underground fire under Master Hua's mansion, but there is a supply of second-level flame formations and high-quality spiritual bamboo charcoal, so the conditions are pretty good.

The next step is to wait for the results of the alchemy.

For the nine levels of Qi refining of the three parties, it is naturally a kind of torture, and the days are like years.

…

Lu Changan, who had nothing to do with himself, was watching the elixir refining, but he felt that the time went very quickly.

Seven days later.

A strong fragrance of medicine emitted from the alchemy hall, and the alchemy furnace shimmered with light.

"rise!"

Alchemist Hua looked solemn, kneaded the formula in his hand, and used the furnace method.

Buzz!

A colorful cloud of clouds opened the lid of the alchemy furnace, and a billowing heat wave swept around.

In the glowing hot air, three pills flew out and fell into Master Hua's palm.

"Master Hua, how about the elixir?"

Mr. Zhou and others, with eager eyes, stepped forward to ask.

Master Hua opened his palms, looked at the three pills in his hands, and frowned slightly.

Three pills, one of which is black in color, is obviously a waste pill.

The other two were crystal clear in color, and the aura they emitted gradually faded away.

Lu Changan took a closer look and saw that one of the Foundation Establishment Pills had four natural Dao lines.

One Dao pattern corresponds to the first-order low-grade; two Dao patterns correspond to the first-order mid-grade.

The four Dao lines correspond to the second-level low-grade elixir, which is considered the quality of a normal foundation-building elixir.

In another Foundation Establishment Pill, the fourth pattern is not complete, only half of it is formed.

"One genuine foundation-building pill and another defective pill should increase the chance of foundation-building by more than 10%."

Master Hua Dan said expressionlessly.

One genuine product, one defective product.

This elixir-forming result is considered to be unsatisfactory and within a reasonable range.

"Haha! This genuine Foundation Building Pill is disrespectful to Zhou."

Mr. Zhou smiled broadly and took the Foundation Building Pill from Master Hua.

Su Yuetong got a defective Foundation Building Pill and gave it to Nie Xiang, a tall and thin man at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Nie Xiang looked at the inferior foundation-building pill in his hand and frowned, obviously not satisfied.

This elixir can only increase the chance of foundation building by more than 10%, and is of slightly worse quality than the one that was auctioned at Zhuye Mountain.

He whispered a few words to Su Yuetong.

"Mrs. Liu, my husband said that he does not intend to use this inferior Foundation Establishment Pill. Are you interested? We are going to change some key materials for the Foundation Establishment Pill and ask Master Hua to refine it next time."

Su Yuetong communicated with Mrs. Liu with a smile.

Madam Liu was very moved: "I don't have much foundation building materials left, can you give me an extension of two years? Use spiritual stones for the remaining part."

The two parties discussed privately and reached an agreement.

With Master Hua as the foundation, Lu Changan did not dare to let out his spiritual consciousness to eavesdrop.

After the alchemy was finished, the three groups of people did not stay and flew away separately.

Su Yuetong, Lu Changan, and Dewey returned together.

Nie Xiang acted alone, flew into the bustling area of ​​the city, and soon disappeared.

…

Shuiyueju.

Lu Changan returned home with a thoughtful look on his face.

This time he made alchemy, and he had a general understanding of Master Hua's skills.

His attainments in alchemy are good, but his techniques and proficiency in refining foundation-building pills are average.

There is nothing that can be done about it. Which alchemist has the luxury to practice regularly with Foundation Establishment Pills?

"From the perspective of the priority of selecting elixirs, I have to prepare more materials, especially rare main materials and auxiliary medicines."

Lu Changan still has a lot of time to prepare.

At present, the materials he has collected, with the help of Zhao Siyao, are not much worse than what Nie Xiang provided this time.

After more than ten years of collecting, if we can get the 300-year-old Mysterious Spirit Fruit, and let Master Hua make pills in the future, as long as we are not particularly unlucky, we will be able to choose a genuine foundation-building pill first.

There are actually high-quality and top-quality foundation-building pills.

The exquisite foundation-building elixir, with four and a half lines, can increase the chance of foundation-building by 25%.

The top-quality foundation-building elixir, with five Dao lines, breaks the shackles of the elixir's level and can increase the chance of foundation-building by 30%. It is rare in the world of immortality. Even a third-level alchemist will find it difficult to succeed.

Based on Lu Changan's conditions, he only wanted genuine foundation-building pills and would not look down on inferior ones.

Inferior foundation-building pills are not very effective and contain many impurities.

…

Time passed, three years later.

Shuiyueju, a secret room covered by the formation.

Lu Changan was sitting in the medicine vat. There was a crunching sound in the bones all over his body, and the skin on his body had a frosted crystal texture.

A powerful aura emanated from his body, causing the rock rats and black water turtles not far away to tremble.

Click!

Lu Changan grabbed a piece of first-grade iron ore and applied force with his palm. The ore, which was comparable to a low-grade magic weapon, immediately fell into pieces.

Then, he took out the flying shuttle, a medium-grade magic weapon, and scratched it on his arm, leaving only a white mark.
To be continued...