The old man looked at him with a complicated expression, hesitated for a while, and then slowly spoke.
"Have you heard of a pharmacist?"
Alchemist?
Hearing this, Chu Lingxiao was slightly stunned.
Of course he knew this, or anyone with common sense would know this.
Because the pills made by alchemists contain poison, have side effects, and cannot be eradicated, cultivators generally do not take them.
Therefore, some wise men among the cultivators developed another branch - alchemists.
Although the elixirs made by pharmacists are also divided into internal and external use, and their effects are not as good as the pills made by alchemists, they have milder medicinal properties and basically no side effects, so they are more popular among people.
But if alchemists are rare, then pharmacists are even rarer, and the elixirs they refine are even harder to come by.
"Yes, it's what you think."
Looking at Chu Lingxiao's suspicious yet scrutinizing eyes, the old man puffed out his chest proudly.
"I can't help it. Who asked me to ask you for help?"
In fact, Chu Lingxiao had more complicated emotions besides disbelief.
So what if that old man is?
Everyone knows that only rich people can learn these things.
Even if I want to learn, don’t all kinds of medicinal herbs cost money?
Moreover, no matter how talented he is, he will definitely fail in refining at the beginning, and he doesn't have that much money.
This old guy is just talking without any hesitation.
However, I should just listen to what he says first. Maybe he has some ideas.
So he still maintained a respectful attitude on the surface.
"You really are?"
“The real deal.”
"Then may I ask this old senior, what rank are you?"
Even though alchemists are rare, they have a clear hierarchy like other professions, ranging from low to high, from one to nine grades.
"I haven't taken the test, so I don't know. You're asking so many questions. Are you going to learn it or not?"
The old man said impatiently.
"Of course I do."
Chu Lingxiao showed an attentive expression and nodded.
"If you are willing, then please become my disciple."
The old man put on airs.
"Do you still want to become my disciple?"
Become a disciple?
This suggestion sounds like a good one.
If I become his disciple, the old guy will definitely not abandon me and will help me with spiritual materials and other things.
Seeing Chu Lingxiao remained silent, the old man thought he was still hesitating, so he spoke hurriedly.
"Nonsense! If you don't want to become my disciple, then you expect me to teach you everything I know. That's just wishful thinking."
The old man rolled his eyes and said speechlessly.
It seems that this old man has lived a long time and cares very much about this nominal relationship.
Since he cares so much, it means he takes it very seriously. It would be a sure win for me to become his disciple.
So, Chu Lingxiao respectfully performed the ceremony of becoming the old man's disciple.
After he finished all the formalities, the old man nodded in satisfaction, and his voice softened a little.
"From now on, call me Master. As for my origins, I can't tell you yet. You just need to know that I am very strong, a hundred times stronger than those other old guys in the cultivation world."
Hearing what he said, Chu Lingxiao didn't take it seriously and just thought he was bragging.
He's not afraid of biting his tongue when he says such big words. Could he be mentally ill?
But since his soul can leave his body, he must be at least at the Nascent Soul stage, so it should be of some use...
Never mind all that, let’s get to the point first.
Chu Lingxiao asked politely, looking eager to learn.
"I wonder how you plan to restore me to my original level of cultivation within a year?"
"Although your cultivation has been regressing because of me, it is precisely because of this that your foundation is so solid, which will be of great help to your future cultivation."
The old man looked like he was about to thank him.
Chu Lingxiao glanced at him speechlessly. This was the first time he had heard of this statement. Could it be that this old man was lying to him?
"Your primary goal now is to become an alchemist."
"Then when will you teach me?"
Chu Lingxiao watched the old man change the subject, but he was not angry. Instead, he continued to ask questions based on his words.
"Generally speaking, to become an alchemist or pharmacist, a cultivator must have a spiritual root that contains the fire attribute. This is why I chose you."
"Not only do you meet the criteria for having fire in your spiritual roots, but you also possess no interference from other attributes. You are a pure, single-attribute fire spiritual root."
"However, before becoming an alchemist, you must switch to a new technique. Your current technique is suitable for all spiritual roots, so the spiritual power you cultivate is also of ordinary attributes. You must switch to a fire-attributed technique, and it must be of a high level."
"High-level fire attribute technique? Hehe, since I'm your disciple, I don't ask for anything too high. Just give me a fire attribute technique above the Heavenly Rank so I can practice it."
The old man's face turned green with anger. He casually took a heaven-level martial arts technique, as if heaven-level martial arts techniques were cabbages, everywhere.
"Nonsense, you really can open your mouth."
After hearing what the old man said, Chu Lingxiao reacted.
Doesn’t he have any fire-attributed skills above the heavenly level?
Then, his attitude changed and his tone became impolite.
"Old man, now that I've become your disciple, you can't possibly not even give me a gift of apprenticeship. You want me to practice high-level fire-attributed techniques, and I absolutely must. The fire-attributed techniques in the Chu family's technique pavilion are only at the low Xuan level, which doesn't seem to meet the high-level fire-attributed techniques you mentioned."
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