C163 Roll!
C163 Roll!
Following that, he started to look for pill formulas to increase his strength.
Very quickly, he had already locked onto his target.
The Soul Perception Pill was an intermediate Pills, and its difficulty was extremely high.
It could be used by warriors with life force and Power of Fate Soul s that had broken through to 100. It had a small chance of making the warrior's spirit awaken.
When Ling Xiao saw this, he looked at the screen in disdain.
The middle tier Pills can only be refined by a middle tier alchemist, while the middle tier alchemist has to be a Spirit Transformation Stage cultivator. This is a well-known fact.
The medicinal herbs required for the Pills were well rewarded by the alchemist.
However, the effect was hard to describe with a single sentence. If that martial artist was a traitor, then wouldn't he be able to make a great family go bankrupt?
Of course, low level alchemists could refine middle level Pills, but this failure rate was not as good as refining them.
"However, low-tier apothecaries can only master low-tier refining techniques. As for me?" My pill had already been upgraded to a medium-grade one!
In addition, the level of proficiency is quite small. Perhaps we can give it a try! " Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly lit up.
The reason why he wanted to refine this Pills was very simple; it was to awaken the second form of his Fate Soul!
When Ling Xiao had just awakened, he already had a feeling in his heart.
Perhaps this feeling was wrong, but at least it was worth a try, wasn't it?
Thinking of this, Ling Xiao immediately turned off the computer and left.
"Damn it!" How expensive! 40 million Chinese Dollars only have 5 sets of ingredients, what the f * * k is this! " Ling Xiao retorted.
After spending 40 million to buy the ingredients, Ling Xiao then walked towards the entrance of the intermediate tier pill refining room with a pained expression.
The pill forging room was also divided into different grades. The higher the grade of the pill furnace and fire, the better it was.
Since Ling Xiao had already spent so much money to buy the herbs, he naturally wouldn't save on the cost of a pill refining room.
Moreover, he himself did not have the confidence to refine it, much less go to a low-grade pill refining room.
Just as Ling Xiao was about to walk in, he realized that he was stopped.
He turned his head and saw a pill refiner wearing the uniform of the Alchemist Association in the capital. He asked, "Is there something you need?"
The attendant pointed to the Alchemist Badge on Ling Xiao's body and disdainfully said, "A low rank alchemist should go to a low rank alchemist's room. A middle rank alchemist's room is not a place where you can enter."
Moreover, this person's pill refining room has already been reserved by someone. "
Ling Xiao's brows twitched as he said: "Reserved?" But I clearly paid at the front desk! "
"What are you saying! If I tell you to go to the low grade pill refining room, you go to the low grade pill refining room!
"Let me tell you, the person who booked this pill forging room is a intermediate apothecary. He isn't someone you can afford to offend!" The manager said as he looked at Ling Xiao with disdain.
Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed as he said: "You told me to go to a low grade pill refining room, but I still want to go?"
"You don't understand human speech, right? Do you believe that you can get a bunch of people to throw you out with a single word? " The administrator heard this and his face turned cold.
Ling Xiao's Power of Fate Soul erupted and instantly blew the administrator away.
He walked towards the middle tier pill refining room and coldly said: "Scram! Otherwise you might lose the job! "
Boom! *
The door closed and Ling Xiao walked into the pill refining room under the dumbfounded gaze of the administrator.