Chapter 810 The Ninth Disciple
The magical effect of the thousand-year-old stone milk was immediate. Once it was integrated into the medicinal liquid, the repulsion of the medicinal liquid disappeared immediately, and a perfect balance was achieved in the blink of an eye.
That’s not all, because the energy from the stone was added, the original medicinal effects were amplified.
Jingtian's actions were very covert, and even Ling Meir, who was watching from the side, didn't notice Shi Ru's joining in.
At this time, it has only been two and a half minutes from the time the first main drug was released to now.
Condensing the pill!
A ball of medicinal liquid, about the size of a fist, began to rotate rapidly along the wall of the furnace.
With each rotation, the volume of the medicine decreases and becomes more viscous.
After about half a minute, the medicine solidified by 80% and its volume shrank to the size of a pigeon egg.
Jingtian raised his eyebrows when he saw this situation, and with an idea, he decided to divide the pill!
Jingtian's original plan was just to make one pill. After all, it was his first time refining a third-grade pill, so he would be satisfied if he could produce a top-grade pill.
However, the volume of the medicinal liquid at this time is obviously too large, and the medicinal effect is too strong. The effectiveness of the pill is not the bigger the better. Each pill has a fixed amount depending on its quality level.
Therefore, you cannot just divide the pills as much as you want.
After two thoughts, the pigeon egg-sized pill was divided into three parts, and then continued to rotate rapidly.
About half a minute later, Jingtian suddenly shouted, "The pill is ready!"
The normal process of making an elixir is for the pill to fly out of the elixir furnace.
However, when Jingtian finished making the elixir, the elixir furnace disappeared with a whoosh, and three milky white, fluorescent pills were left hanging in the air.
Jingtian reached out and took the pill.
At this moment, the fluorescence on the pills also disappeared, and only a very faint medicinal fragrance remained on the three pills.
"This is a top-grade soul power pill, and there are three of them. This... is not normal!"
Ling Meir rushed to Jingtian, staring at the three pills, her body and voice trembling.
From what it has learned, one furnace of low-level pills can produce five pills, but that is definitely something that only high-level alchemists can do when refining low-level pills .
Normally, the higher the level, the more difficult it is to ensure the quality of the pill, and the quantity will naturally be smaller.
The third-grade elixir is already the highest grade among the low-grade elixirs.
When it reaches the 4th grade, it is considered as a mid-level elixir, which is more than just a small grade difference.
"Nothing is abnormal here with me, but it's a pity that I only have third-grade spiritual medicinal materials. I don't know when I can refine higher-grade ones!" Jingtian felt a little depressed after admiring the pill.
"You...you can also refine higher-level pills?"
Ling Meir finally shifted her attention away from the pills and looked at Jingtian with shock.
Jing Tianyi shrugged and said calmly, "I haven't practiced much recently, so I'm only at the eighth level."
"Eighth-rank Alchemist..."
"Okay, I have finished refining the pill. I'll give you one as a gift. You lost the bet." Jingtian said as he gave Ling Meir a soul power pill.
Ling Meir quickly opened her mouth and swallowed the pill.
Instead of eating it directly, the pill was stored using a special method.
After putting away the pill, Ling Meir stared at Jingtian for a few seconds, then suddenly bent her front legs and knelt down.
"What are you doing?" Jingtian was speechless. Even if he wanted to thank him, it shouldn't be like this. After all, the ancient spirit beast race was so arrogant.
"Master, please accept Mei'er as your disciple."
Lingmei knelt on the ground and spoke to Jingtian very devoutly and urgently.
This sudden scene left Jingtian stunned.
This was too sudden. I hadn't done anything yet and they even called my master.
"Um...you get up first. This is too sudden. Don't you already have your own inheritance?" Jingtian asked after coming back to his senses.
"I... didn't receive any inheritance at all. I just got some books outside the cave. I can't enter the real cave at all." Ling Meir explained somewhat depressed.
"Oh? You didn't enter the cave to receive the inheritance, why?" Jingtian raised his eyebrows.
"Because... I don't understand how to enter the cave. Maybe it's because I'm not human." Ling Meir became even more depressed when she talked about this.
"Have you always lived at the bottom of the valley?"
Jingtian changed the subject. In fact, he was a little happy in his heart. Since Ling Meir did not inherit the inheritance, this cave naturally had greater value for exploration.
"Yes, and some of my clansmen are at the bottom of the valley." Ling Meir said.
"You have other tribesmen? Why didn't they all come out together?" Jingtian was curious again.
"Because of the restrictions, we can't leave. I came here by chance, but I can't leave the Black Bear Valley." Ling Meir said.
"Another ban?" Jingtian's expression looked a little strange.
I have encountered this situation several times before, like the ice dragon and the wood monster. In fact, even they themselves don’t know what the restriction is, they just can’t leave that fixed area.
The way to leave is through your own dimensional space.
"Master, please accept me. I want to learn alchemy from you." Ling Meir's mind was on becoming your disciple at this moment.
Jingtian raised his eyebrows and wanted to divert the attention, but he didn't expect that the fox spirit was still obsessed with it. Couldn't it be seen that he was willing to refuse?
"I may not have much time to teach you..."
"It doesn't matter, as long as you accept me and spend some time to give me some experience and guidance, I will learn slowly by myself. Mei'er won't bother you because I can't leave here either." Ling Mei'er was very persistent.
Jingtian ignored Ling Meier's words and said after a moment of contemplation, "Do you understand what it means to become my disciple?"
"Of course Mei'er knows that our Linghu clan values promises the most, and we will always be loyal to the master." Ling Mei'er said hurriedly, obviously she had heard the change in Jingtian's tone.
"If I give you and your people a way to leave here or take me as your master, and let you choose between these two, which one would you choose?" Jingtian asked Ling Meir.
"I want you to be my disciple." Ling Meir made the choice without even thinking.
"Do you think I have no way to get you out, so..."
"No, Master, I know that since you said it, there must be a way, but Mei'er has her own considerations. Nothing is more important than becoming your disciple." Ling Mei'er said.
"You are really smart. Well, then I will set a precedent and accept you, the little fox, as my disciple!" Jingtian said with a faint smile.
Obviously Jingtian didn't completely want to refuse from the beginning.
Ling Meir's abilities are quite special, and it can be seen that she does not show any evil intentions.
"Disciple Ling Meir pays homage to Master. Meir kowtows to Master." When Ling Meir heard Jingtian's words, she knelt down excitedly.
bite!
"Congratulations to the host for accepting the eighth disciple, the fox spirit Ling Mei'er."
The system issued a prompt directly after Ling Meir knelt down.
Jingtian raised his eyebrows. This system is still like this.
Even the aliens can be recognized as disciples, but Xiaojia still refuses to acknowledge her, otherwise Ling Meir should be the ninth one.
"Get up. I had eight disciples before you, so you are ranked ninth. I will let you meet some of them later." Jingtian said lightly.
Since he is the master, Jingtian's attitude is naturally higher.
"Yes, Master."
Ling Meir quickly responded respectfully and then stood up.
Jingtian nodded, feeling somewhat curious, and couldn't help but check an ability that he hadn't used for a long time.
Borrowing disciples’ abilities.
Jingtian cared a lot about this ability at the beginning.
At that time, there was a Jin Long, a seventh-level gold-type mutant, whose borrowed abilities were also very powerful.
However, after he was able to practice it himself, he almost forgot about this ability. He even disdained to use it when he recruited a powerful king-level warrior like Long Aotian.
However, Jingtian was a little curious about Ling Meir's ability, so he couldn't help but borrow it.
