A group of people were looking around the trees one by one, and soon they were sweating, and gradually they went farther and farther.

I don't know what Yun Xiaoxiao's idea was, but he always followed Cheng Yifan not far or near, neither approaching nor far away, which made Cheng Yifan very helpless.

Determined to leave her alone, Cheng Yifan focused on looking for the thorn lotus.

Seeing the passage of time, Cheng Yifan finally found a few small thorn lotuses on an old tree.

"Junior Brother..." A delicate female voice sounded.

Chapter 169

Cheng Yifan shivered uncontrollably, and immediately quickened his pace and walked towards the entrance.

"Junior Brother!" Yun Xiaoxiao didn't expect that Cheng Yifan was not even willing to turn back, so he could only chase after him and continue to shout.

Cheng Yifan rolled his eyes, is this woman relying on him or something? Do you really think he's a muddy person with no temper?

"Don't follow me any more, we're not that familiar." Cheng Yifan suddenly turned around and said coldly, "I won't give you anything, find it by yourself, don't forget what Captain Hu said!"

Yun Xiaoxiao had to stop in annoyance, she didn't expect Cheng Yifan to be so cruel, he refused to give her one even though he had so many thorn lotuses!

However, Cheng Yifan's threat still had an effect, Yun Xiaoxiao did not dare to entangle any more, so he had to continue searching for the thorn lotus.

Cheng Yifan returned to the entrance. Ji Changlin was still sleeping with his eyes closed. There were three people who had completed the task like him. After seeing Cheng Yifan, they all showed friendly smiles. After all, they came all the way with Cheng Yifan. Yes, he was already very clear about his abilities, and he didn't dare to underestimate him at all, and Cheng Yifan returned with a friendly smile.

The time for a stick of incense soon came, and the disciples came back in twos and threes, and less than half of them completed the task.

"If you haven't finished, go directly to the deacon hall to take up the errand. You don't have to come for tomorrow's morning class." Ji Changlin opened his eyes and looked at the people who were empty-handed and anxious.

"I, we..."

Those people just wanted to ask for qíng, but they heard Ji Changlin add coldly, "If you talk nonsense again, you don't have to come in the future."

The unwilling disciples had to leave angrily, and Yun Xiaoxiao was among them.

After these people had all left, Ji Changlin stood up and looked at the new disciples who stayed behind with a scrutiny, his attitude was still cold, "You guys have done a good job, remember, I'm a clear-cut reward and punishment. People, here with me, the tasks given to you by jiāo are only completed and unfinished, and no excuses are accepted. You are here to study, not to play, correct your attitude and show your full strength, will gain something.”

Although the words were ugly, Cheng Yifan still felt that there was some truth to it.

"It was punishment for them just now, so there will be rewards for you." Ji Changlin said and took out his own medicine cauldron. I will teach you a kind of elixir made from calla lilies and thorn lotus, and look carefully."

It was still the same stone platform, Ji Changlin sat down on the ground, and everyone hurriedly surrounded it.

"I only do it once, look carefully." Ji Changlin said, he took a calla lily and started the pào system. Instead of taking the whole plant as usual, he took off the petals of the calla lily separately. Grind it to a pulp. Then he took out the thorn lotus, removed the thorns, cut the hard shell, dug out the soft fruit, mashed it into mud, and mixed it with the pulp of the calla lily.

Cheng Yifan deliberately paid attention to the number of calla petals and the weight of the thorn lotus ròu that Ji Changlin took. He only took three petals and the most central part of the thorn lotus ròu, and discarded them in the shell on the side. A thin layer of fruit ròu.

Then, Ji Changlin opened the furnace to refine the elixir. Before starting the furnace, he first turned the medicine cauldron upside down and patted the bottom of the medicine cauldron heavily. Under the shock of the thick infuriating energy, the medicine cauldron vibrated slightly, and some fine powder was shaken out.

Seeing this, Cheng Yifan couldn't help but widen his eyes. He really didn't expect that there would be such a step to clean up the medicine cauldron before refining the medicine...

The medicine cauldron was flexibly controlled in Ji Changlin's hands. After three slaps, no powder appeared again. He placed it on the ground, injected his soul power, and activated the fire spar embedded in it. The raging flames ignited immediately, and the temperature of the flames quickly rose, quickly showing a deep red color, showing its strong soul power.

The next step is to put the processed medicinal materials into the medicine tripod. Because the exact temperature cannot be determined, Cheng Yifan can only stare at the color of the flame. Fortunately, he has rich experience in refining medicine, and he knows the temperature of the flame very well. After looking at the orange circle on the edge of the crimson flame, he judges that the temperature of the flame is about 1100C.

The faint medicinal fragrance gradually spread in the medicinal cauldron. Cheng Yifan knew that the medicinal preparation had already been refined.

Soon, the finished medicine came out. It was a small amount of light blue powder, which was carefully poured out and put into a porcelain bottle.

"Does anyone want to guess what grade of elixir this is?" Ji Changlin raised his eyes and looked at them.

"Second-grade!" The answer is actually obvious, because both calla and thorn lotus are second-grade spiritual plants.

"That's right, this medicine is called [Lanhua Powder]. It is a second-grade spirit medicine. It is not difficult for you to get started. Your next task is to refine this medicine. I will give you one night to refine it. If you are successful, come to the medicine hall on time tomorrow morning. If the refining is unsuccessful, you can go directly to the deacon hall to get a day's chores and tasks, and you don't have to come to see me!" Ji Changlin got up and left without any hesitation.

Everyone immediately dispersed and searched for more calla lilies and thorn lotuses. After all, in the absence of a prescription, the weight of the ingredients and the control of the heat had to be tried. They had to do a lot. preparation for failure.

But Cheng Yifan didn't join in the fun. He had already picked one calla lily, and he just happened to get three thorn lotuses. He only needed to pick two more calla lilies to make three times.

For this so-called test, he seems to be eager to try it. He really wants to try this time without exchanging prescriptions through the system, nor using the better quality spiritual plants cultivated in the system space. It all depends on his own ability. What level can it perform.

He quickly returned to his room and started the first medicine refining.

Following Ji Changlin's method of cleaning the medicine cauldron, Cheng Yifan also turned the medicine cauldron over and slapped the bottom, but no powder was shaken off.

It's not that his medicine cauldron is so clean, but that his ability is insufficient. The powder of the elixir is very delicate, and it is difficult to get it out if it sticks to the bottom or hides in the fèng gap. Who made him only have the second level of strength and martial arts, and he used brute force, and he couldn't stick it with true energy like Ji Changlin did. The powder shakes out.

Cheng Yifan sighed, took out a clean cloth, and carefully wiped the inside of the medicine tripod, which was a cleaning step better than nothing.

Afterwards, Cheng Yifan did the same way as Ji Changlin did to deal with Lingzhi, and got a sticky paste.

The next key is the control of the heat. When the flame turns crimson, he puts the alchemy materials in, and controls the flame to slowly increase until the edge of the flame turns orange before slowing down the injection of power.

The next few minutes were crucial, Cheng Yifan did not dare to relax in the slightest, and concentrated on refining [Lan Hua San] in all directions with his soul power cao controlling the flame.

When the fragrance of medicine spread, he knew that he was not far from success.

It's a pity that he was still too impatient, and it was released a little early. The efficacy of the finished medicine was only 40%, but it was still very good.

Cheng Yifan was not satisfied, and immediately started the second refining.

After all the three ingredients were consumed, Cheng Yifan got a patent medicine with 60% of the medicinal effect, and carefully put it into the Nativity Ring, Cheng Yifan got up and stretched, ready to go to have dinner, by the way, watch it next door. See if Gu Jingchen is back.

It's a pity that not only did Gu Jingchen not come back, but also Huo Tianfang, Puyang Boyan and Bai Jin did not come back. It seemed that he had to eat alone.

It was about dinner time, and many disciples from the outer sect appeared in the food hall. The long table was almost full of people. Cheng Yifan managed to find a vacant seat. Pushed.

"There is someone here!" A very heroic-looking woman said arrogantly.

The one who pushed her was a young male disciple who was with her, and she also had a look of disdain for Cheng Yifan. In his eyes, Cheng Yifan, the second-level martial artist, was simply a waste.

Cheng Yifan adhered to the principle of not bothering with women, got up and gave up his seat, but in exchange for the sneering laughter of the two, his heart was also a bit bad.

Cheng Yifan looked around, only to see that no one was sitting at the two square tables by the wall, he pulled a gray-robed disciple and asked, "May I sit there?"

The gray-robed disciple looked at him up and down, and saw that although he was only at the second level of strength and martial arts, his bearing was extraordinary, and there was a faint scent of medicine on his body. After judging that he should be a spiritualist, his attitude improved. Quite a lot, "Of course, but you need to spend some spirit crystals."

"How many spirit crystals do you need?"

"Five low-grade spirit crystals, you can order three dishes, one soup, and a cup of spirit tea." Having said that, the gray-robed disciple didn't think he would pay the fee. The outer court disciple only had ten low-grade spirits per month. Crystal, and Tianhong Academy is inseparable from Lingjing everywhere, even if he has it, he will not give it up.

But how did he know that Cheng Yifan is now a rich man, and there are still a lot of middle-grade spirit crystals in the ring...

"Okay, then give me a copy." Cheng Yifan took out five low-grade spirit crystals from the ring and gave them to the gray-robed disciple.

The gray-robed disciple discovered the Na ring on his right hand, and immediately looked at him with admiration, thinking that he was a disciple of some big family.

"Okay, come right now!" The gray-robed disciple was very happy, but anyone who ordered extra Hua Lingjing would be counted in their chores task, and they could get a part of the commission, so the chores task of the restaurant could be counted as The above is a fat poor.

Soon, the hot three dishes and one soup were served, with meat and vegetables, as well as fragrant white rice and a cup of spirit tea, the treatment was quite good.

The cooking skills of this restaurant are also very good, and the taste is also quite good, Cheng Yifan ate a round belly.

Chapter 170 Soul Power belongs to xing

The man and woman who had driven Cheng Yifan away before saw him sitting in a separate seat, ordering three dishes and one soup to feast on their faces, their faces were a little ugly, and they ate their simple meal without knowing the taste. don't know if it was jealousy or envy, staring at Cheng Yifan's direction.

Cheng Yifan doesn't have the heart to care about the thoughts of unimportant people, and is busy eating.

After eating and drinking, Cheng Yifan went back to his room. There was still no light next door, and he didn't know whether the disciples in Wutang went to gān... But Cheng Yifan still believed in Gu Jingchen's strength very much, so he went back to the room to feel comfortable. Take a nap.

On the second day, Cheng Yifan arrived at the medicine hall on time. The medicine hall of Tianhong Academy was much larger than that of the Sifang School. When Cheng Yifan arrived, the hall was already full of people.

The disciples who appeared in the medicine hall this time were not only the new disciples of Cheng Yifan and the others, but also the disciples of Yinyue Kingdom and Chenhui Kingdom who had entered Tianhong Academy before. There are hundreds of people in total. As much as Cheng Yifan arrived late, he could only stand in the back row.

Ji Changlin walked in slowly from the side door, sat at the top, and said lightly, "Go and close the door, and tell those who are late to go to the deacon hall to find errands."