"Okay!" Old Mrs. Wu picked up Youyou, "Youyou is so good."
Youyou rubbed against Old Lady Wu's arms, looking like a spoiled child.
Gu Xinyue asked, "Isn't this beast control aimed at spirit beasts? Xiaohua and Mimi..."
She hesitated to speak. Xiaohua and Mimi looked like ordinary cubs. How could they join the league?
Hearing this, Xiaohua and Mimi, who were originally lying in the rocking chairs and eating leisurely, instantly perked up.
Although they have not seen the so-called spiritual beasts in the interstellar space, they are confident that they can win the game.
"Ouch!"
"Meow!"
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Small lectures usually invite some famous alchemists to come to the college to talk about some practical techniques they use in alchemy.
Because these techniques vary from person to person and are not necessarily applicable to all alchemists, students can choose to listen or not.
However, Chang Le, who has been obsessed with alchemy during this period, felt that he benefited a lot after listening to the lecture, and he is now using many of the techniques.
A total of 2,800 points were used up, and Chang Le's alchemy proficiency was greatly improved, and the furnace explosion was not as frequent as before.
However, the efficacy and toxicity of the pills were not well controlled, and the pills produced were all unqualified and waste.
However, the efficacy of the pills he refined now has increased from 40% to 50% to more than 60%, and the toxicity has also been reduced from 50% to about 30%.
Generally speaking, for a qualified low-grade elixir, the toxicity level cannot exceed 20%, otherwise, no matter how effective the elixir is, it will become a waste.
Very effective and enjoyable.
It had been nine days since the last time I made a fortune. The long-lost Deng Xuezha and Lao Bai were reliable and showed up in time.
Chang Le was worried that his points were almost used up. If the two didn't show up, he would have to use paper cranes.
By the way, you can only buy two pieces of spiritual paper for origami cranes with one low-grade spiritual stone, which is a bit expensive!
After opening the door, Deng Gu was carrying a bag that was even bigger than the last time. He threw the bag on the bed, panting, and then fell on the bed pretending to be a dead dog.
Old White, who was much stronger than him, had his hands behind his back and showed no intention of helping.
"All the wasted pills from the past ten days are here. I also went to the teacher and brought all the ones they had!"
Before Chang Le could speak, Lao Bai took out ten porcelain bottles from his Qiankun bag, as well as a bunch of empty porcelain bottles and threw them on the bed, and said coolly: "200 Tongmai Pills. If it's not enough, I'll go borrow more."
Chang Le looked at the big bundle on the bed as if he saw countless points.
He excitedly pushed the two out of the room and said, "Okay, leave the rest to me.
Go get some snacks, tonight we're going to finish the spirit wine we bought last time!
Oh, by the way, Xiaopang, I want to eat roast chicken, remember to give me a fatter one!"
Sending them away was just to improve work efficiency. Of course, Deng Gu's roast chicken is also delicious.
When Chang Le was at his lowest point in life, he once ate the roast chicken he made. After that, he could no longer live without this delicacy.
It's just that Deng Gu is very active in earning spirit stones. He is too lazy to do other things and doesn't do it often.
It takes at least an hour to make roast chicken.
Lao Bai smiled and glanced at Chang Le, then left with Deng Gu, who was still muttering to himself.
When Lao Bai and Deng Gu came back, they saw a row of porcelain bottles filled with pills neatly placed on the bed. Each bottle had been marked like last time.
Chang Le held his head, looking a little depressed, and lay on the bed to rest.
Even if they are poor students, they are all students of the Alchemy Department and they have taken the Alchemy Appraisal Class.
In the world of cultivation, every cultivator has his own secrets, so it is common sense for all cultivators not to pry into other people's secrets.
Just like Lao Bai's life experience, he didn't tell, and Chang Le and Deng Gu never asked.
"The roast chicken is here! Lao Bai, quickly take out the spirit wine we bought last time!"
"Why is there only one pot left?
And a pot?"
"Uh, that day with Senior Liu, oh no, it was Senior Zhao, no, it seemed to be Senior Wang...
Oh, never mind, there's only one pot."
Amid the noisy noises of the two people, Chang Le opened his eyes hard, his head still a little buzzing.
He got up with a smile, sat at the table with them, talked about happy things, drank spirit wine, and ate roast chicken.
This is how practice should be done!
"This time there are a total of fourteen bottles of Zhen Yuan Dan and sixteen bottles of Hui Yuan Dan. There are also some scattered ones, all in small bottles.
I have marked the effects of the pills, please be careful and read them carefully when you take them."
Deng Gu looked at the pile of waste pills left and asked with some regret: "Chang Le, should we only sell these two kinds of pills this time?"
In fact, Chang Le also considered adding more varieties, but after thinking about it for a while, he gave up.
"Most of these waste pills produced by our Baotong Peak are first-level pills in the Qi Refining Period, and these two types of pills are the most numerous.
There aren't many other elixirs, and if I were to sell them, it would be a waste of Tongmai Pills."
How could Lao Bai tolerate others questioning his ability? He said coolly: "Tongmai Dan is no problem. I can handle it."
Chang Le smiled and said, "The problem is that it's hard for us to sell. There are too many varieties.
If so, how are we going to quarrel then?
Can you introduce me?"
Deng Gu and Lao Bai thought of what happened that day and burst into laughter.
The three young men had low alcohol tolerance. This spiritual wine was full of rich spiritual energy, and its taste was proportional to the strength of the wine.
Before they had finished the entire pot of wine, the three of them fell onto the bed with their clothes on and fell asleep.
The next day, before dawn, Deng Gu woke up first. As long as there were spirit stones to earn, he had unparalleled energy.
The three of them had experience, so today went much more smoothly than last time. Plus, they had two old customers who had bought the waste pills last time, so they sold out all the pills before dark and before their voices got hoarse.
This time they sold a total of 1,130 low-grade spirit stones. Excluding the cost of 300 Tongmai Pills, the three of them made a net profit of 830 spirit stones.
It was still the same old rule. Chang Le waved his hand and divided it.
Each of the three people received 275 spirit stones, and the rest were used to buy spirit wine.
Then it's time to shop.
There was plenty of time today, so the three of them separated and wandered around the market, looking for things they liked.
To be honest, Chang Le had always been short of money. He had been to this market many times, but had never had a proper look around.
More and more monks are coming to the market to set up stalls and shop.
People like Chang Le who occasionally come to the market to sell things do not need to pay spirit stones to the market. Only vendors like Deng Gu's father who come here regularly to do business need to pay two spirit stones every day.
Of course, the treatment is different if you pay and if you don't.
If you pay, you can get a better stall location and it will be protected by the market.
In fact, the row of wooden houses has the best business, but Chang Le has never been in there.
In Deng Gu's words, the hearts of the people there are all black, they are all unscrupulous businessmen, and they sell things at very high prices.
The reason was that he had never been able to find anything in any wooden house that could earn him spirit stones.
I have a lot of spirit stones on me today, so Chang Le decided to go and see them.
He walked into a wooden house with a sign that read "Danxiang Pavilion".
The wooden house was not big, but there were many monks coming in to buy elixirs. Most of them, like Chang Le, were wearing the long gowns of the Zhenwu Academy.
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