For Fang Zixuan, Sikong Twilight was naturally very concerned.

"Fang Zixuan, kid, what kind of elixir is he going to refine this time?" asked Sikong Twilight.

"Tyrant King Dan. The disciple who was in charge of picking up the medicine for Fang Zixuan replied.

Huh? Sikong Twilight couldn't help but be slightly surprised, without anyone else's guidance, he actually dared to refine the Tyrant King Pill? But thinking of Fang Zixuan's amazing alchemy talent, Sikong Twilight instantly returned to normal. It seems that this year's Alchemy Conference, we should achieve a good result.

Quenching elixir.

The first mudra.

The second mudra.

As a very difficult pill to refine, the handprints to be formed by the Tyrant King Pill are not only numerous, but also very complicated, and the slightest carelessness will fail.

Although he knew that the first refining would not be successful, Fang Zixuan still woke up his spirit. Yin Xueqin also watched intently, as a bystander, if Fang Zixuan failed, then she would be relatively clear about what the reason for the failure was.

The tenth mudra.

The refining progress of the Tyrant King Pill unconsciously came to ten percent.

After changing to an ordinary fifth-grade alchemist, it is definitely something to be proud of to be able to make this progress in the first refining, but this is not Fang Zixuan's pursuit.

One after another, the handprints flew out of Fang Zixuan's hands, and nothing unusual appeared in the alchemy furnace.

Twenty percent of the progress is up, and everything is normal.

Yin Xueqin, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but feel happy in her heart.

It's just that her happiness didn't last long, and suddenly there was a strange noise in the alchemy furnace.

Fang Zixuan and Yin Xueqin couldn't help but secretly say that it was not good. Because this abnormal sound meant that Fang Zixuan had failed to refine the Tyrant King Pill for the first time.

"Senior Brother Fang, you can have one-fifth of the progress in the first refining, which is very good. Yin Xueqin said.

"Perhaps. Fang Zixuan knew that Yin Xueqin was comforting himself, if it was those alchemists who had masters, he would naturally feel very happy, but Fang Zixuan was not, he had no master, no backer, everything had to rely on himself, a piece of Tyrant Pill materials were wasted, Fang Zixuan would inevitably feel a little distressed.

Subsequently, Fang Zixuan and Yin Xueqin discussed the reasons for this failure.

After finding out the reason for the failure, Fang Zixuan repeated this link of failure dozens of times, and also practiced the whole process three times, until he felt that there should be no problem, and he started the refining of the second Tyrant King Pill.

In the second refining, the progress of the first fifth was quite smooth.

Soon to come to the place where Fang Zixuan failed just now, Yin Xueqin's eyes suddenly widened. With Fang Zixuan's alchemy talent, he shouldn't fail in the same place a second time, right?

Sure enough, in Yin Xueqin's expectant gaze, Fang Zixuan successfully crossed the link that failed just now.

The progress was slowly advancing in the handprint formed by Fang Zixuan.

It's now at 30 percent. Fang Zixuan's heart and hands were very stable, as if what he was refining now was not the Tyrant King Pill, but the Wang Ju Pill.

When the refining progress came to about forty-five percent, Fang Zixuan failed.

This time, Fang Zixuan still discussed with Yin Xueqin seriously for a while, and only then did he start to simulate this failed link, compared to just now, Fang Zixuan was more cautious this time, he repeated this link nearly a hundred times, and also practiced the whole process three times before starting the refining of the third Tyrant King Pill.

This time, Fang Zixuan failed when his progress reached about seventy percent.

Three refining can have this result, Yin Xueqin couldn't help but marvel at the horror of Fang Zixuan's alchemy talent again, you must know that Fang Zixuan's refining of the Tyrant King Pill was not personally instructed by others, it was all figured out by she, an ordinary alchemist, and Fang Zixuan watching other people's alchemy together.

After the discussion, Fang Zixuan did not continue to refine the pill, but sat down to cultivate the soul refining technique to restore his soul power. He had a black soul crystal that could be used, but Yin Xueqin was by his side, so he couldn't use it, and he could also use the time to cultivate the soul refining technique to ease his emotions a little. Although his mentality was not nervous, but with such a high-intensity alchemy, his nerves collapsed, and if he didn't relax, he was afraid that the progress of the next alchemy would fail if it was less than seventy percent.

One piece and one relaxation, the way of civil and military.

Yin Xueqin also relaxed a little during this time, while thinking back to Fang Zixuan's alchemy process just now.

These are invaluable experiences.

After a while, Fang Zixuan opened his eyes. Not only did he recover his soul power, but he also adjusted his state.

The refining of the Fourth Tyrant King Pill begins.

Fang Zixuan stopped at 50% of the progress.

The second and third times can always improve, does not mean that the fourth can improve, if this is the case, then there is no so-called success rate, after the first refining success, the rest of the will not be successful? This is obviously impossible. Therefore, sometimes the so-called regression of alchemy is completely normal.

Failed four times in a row, and regressed for the fourth time, Fang Zixuan did not feel discouraged, this was the Tyrant Wang Dan, not Wang Judan or Wang Huidan.

Fang Zixuan is not discouraged, Yin Xueqin naturally will not either, there is seventy percent progress in four times, Yin Xueqin is quite satisfied. After changing to other fifth-grade alchemists, refining the Tyrant King Pill four times has this progress, I'm afraid I'm going crazy with joy.

The fifth and last time.

Seventy-seven percent of the progress.

"Senior Brother Fang, there has been seventy-seven percent progress in five times, which is very good. Yin Xueqin said again with a hint of comfort.

After discussing the reasons for the failure, Fang Zixuan and Yin Xueqin walked out of the No. 4 alchemy room together.

Five refining experiences were enough for Fang Zixuan and Yin Xueqin to think about it for a long time.

Five days later, Fang Zixuan and Yin Xueqin received five copies of the materials of the Tyrant King Pill from the Alchemy Palace, and then came to the No. 4 Alchemy Room again.

For the first refining, the progress came to forty-three percent.

That's a big regression from 77 percent, but it's normal.

The second time, 73 percent of the progress was very close to 77 percent.

The third time, eighty-four percent of the progress, a great improvement, you know, this Tyrant King Pill is more difficult to refine the later it gets, Wang Wenguang's alchemy jade slip said so.

For the fourth time, Fang Zixuan made progress again, ninety-one percent of his progress.

The fifth, 67 percent progress.

Although this round of alchemy was unsuccessful, neither Fang Zixuan nor Yin Xueqin felt discouraged. After all, the maximum progress has come to 91 percent, which is very close to success.

Five days later, Fang Zixuan began the third round of refining.

Seventy-one percent.

Eighty-seven percent.

Seventy-nine percent.

Ninety-five percent.

Although he didn't succeed in four attempts, his progress remained above 70 percent, which is a good sign. Fortunately, Fang Zixuan and Yin Xueqin had earned some contribution points from alchemy before, otherwise it would have been a little unbearable.

The last and fifteenth time.

Seventy percent progress.

Eighty percent.

Ninety percent.

Yin Xueqin's eyes couldn't help but widen.

Ninety-one percent.

Ninety-three percent.

Ninety-five percent.

Yin Xueqin couldn't help but have her heart beat skyrocketing.