Chapter 554: The Merciless Emperor Descends to Earth to Experience the Tribulation and the Girl Who Wants to Blaspheme the Gods (9)
Lin Muqing came directly to their side and pretended to be relaxed, "I originally wanted to refine the second-level elixir. Since the fifth elder is teaching him, let me join in."
Of course the Fifth Elder was extremely willing. The Grand Master was of course humble, gentle and kind, and as beautiful as a fairy. How many people could wish for such a person?
Zong Qingchuan didn't stand up until he dug out the spiritual herb.
As their eyes met, the girl smiled slightly, with a stunning look, and looked back and forth among the herbs a few times, as if showing a look of praise and admiration. His ears began to burn, and he didn't know why.
"Not bad, the medicinal effect is completely preserved. Qingchuan must be very talented in alchemy. We are still short of one kind of Moon Fairy Grass, and then all the spiritual herbs for the first-grade Buling Pill will be complete." The fifth elder praised him because he understood it quickly and could do it well the first time without spending too much time to teach him. Who wouldn't like someone who is so worry-free?
"There, I'll go dig it." Zong Qingchuan recognized the appearance of Moon Fairy Grass and saw it not far away, so he took a shovel and walked over.
The fifth elder looked at Zong Qingchuan's back with satisfaction, and his words were full of admiration for him. "I thought he would be difficult to teach, but he actually finished reading the basic herb atlas in this month and recognized most of the spiritual herbs in the spiritual field."
Lin Muqing thought that Zong Qingchuan would only surprise and shock them more and more, and couldn't help but remind him, "He will have a better future than me. If I'm not here, I must teach him carefully."
The Fifth Elder thought she was just saying that this person had talent and that his future was bright. "Your disciple understands."
After Zong Qingchuan came back with the herbs, the three of them returned to the alchemy room.
The fifth elder took out a low-level pill furnace and handed it to Zong Qingchuan, saying, "When refining pills, the fire is the most important. Qingchuan, try to condense the fire of your fire spirit root first."
"Okay." Zong Qingchuan had been reading for a month and was finally able to do the experiment. For some reason he was not nervous.
Lin Muqing was concentrating on refining his own elixir. After three incense sticks, a furnace of round and smooth elixirs with golden patterns appeared.
Zong Qingchuan studied very seriously with the Fifth Elder, and from the corner of his eye he saw the furnaces of fragrant elixirs she was refining, his desire to win was aroused.
First, condense a beam of flames at the bottom of the alchemy furnace, and then add the herbs step by step according to the sequence and timing.
Quenching, refining, and being able to adjust the temperature of the fire accurately.
The fifth elder was puzzled: "Your fire spirit root is a little different."
When Zong Qingchuan lowered his head and looked serious, the warm sunlight divided his face with distinct features into half shadow and half white, and his brows were cold and indifferent: "Maybe it's because of the first condensation?"
He followed the instructions in the book meticulously, with the five elders correcting him. After four incense sticks, he succeeded on his first try.
Zong Qingchuan has no sense of accomplishment as he is only a first-grade rank.
But the Fifth Elder smiled excitedly, "Master also succeeded at once. This month, Master refined thousands of first-grade elixirs and said he wanted to refine them to 100% top-grade quality."
He glanced at the girl's quiet appearance out of the corner of his eye. Her silence alone was enough to attract everyone's attention.
"Qingchuan thinks Miss Lin's approach is very good."
The fifth elder was surprised: "Miss Lin?"
Sure enough, she raised her head and looked over to his side. Although Qingchuan acted nonchalant, she pricked up her ears to listen.
The girl held the refined pill in her hand and explained, "We knew each other in the mortal world. I asked him to call you, Fifth Elder, come and teach me the steps to make a second-grade pill?"
"Okay." The fifth elder walked back and forth beside them. The more he looked, the more he felt that they were all extremely talented alchemists.
Continue to simmer until evening.
Zong Qingchuan did not fail, but his control over quality was not stable enough. He went through three qualities: low, medium and high. After three hours, he could no longer produce low-level products.
Lin Muqing learned the second-grade foundation-building pill today.
Once refined, gold patterns appear, representing the quality of the gold product.
The fifth elder was no longer surprised. Only an eighth-level alchemist with the strength of the Tribulation Crossing Stage could produce golden patterns, but the master could refine golden patterns one by one.
Outside the window, the crescent moon was like a hook, and the stars were twinkling. The dark elements of spiritual energy in the air began to become thicker.
"I want some of these pills, and leave the rest to the disciples in need. I'm going back now." Lin Muqing had been standing for most of the day. Although he was not tired, he was exhausted. It was time to go back and practice.
Fifth Elder: "Okay, Master, take care."
"Qingchuan, goodbye."
The girl had a light and ethereal voice, and when she called his name for the first time, it sounded as sweet as the sound of pearls colliding with each other.
"Goodbye." Zong Qingchuan murmured these two words subconsciously when he saw her disappearing in an instant.
He never asked her full name, and she wouldn't tell him, only that her last name was Lin.
"Fifth Elder, can you let me see the golden pattern pill?"
The fifth elder looked at the pile of pills that had not yet been packed, piled up like sugar beans in a bowl.
"Take a bottle back and take a look at it slowly. If you can refine it, then you will be the ancestor of our sect."
"Miss Lin doesn't count?"
The fifth elder looked at the elegant man in front of him in surprise, wondering why he didn't call him Grandmaster. He said proudly, "Grandmaster can do it, that's for sure. If Grandmaster can't do it, who else in this world can do it?"
Zong Qingchuan's eyes were deep, and when he lowered his head, he did not show the humble and gentle look of others. He gently said in admiration: "Her cultivation is unfathomable, and her Tribulation Crossing Stage is really beyond reach."
The fifth elder whispered mysteriously, "No! The master is a cultivation maniac. She upgrades as soon as she goes into seclusion. She is the same as you. She was once a purple-level talent. Her current level... you and I can't describe it."
It turns out that he is not in the Tribulation Period...
What is that?
Zong Qingchuan obediently packed a bottle of pills, but it was full and even the cork couldn't be put in. Well, it was just one bottle, so he put it into the storage bag.
The Fifth Elder was obsessed with refining pills and seldom left the valley. His mind was much more honest and simple than the other elders. He was no match for a man who played the art of an emperor. At this moment, he did not realize that he had fallen into a language trap.
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The next ten days.
Zong Qingchuan's schedule is very busy. From 6 to 8 in the morning, they practice swordplay, breathing, and absorbing spiritual energy together. From 8:10 to 10:10, they take the alchemy class. From 10:30 to 12:30, they take the weapon refining class.
From 1:30 to 3:30, he learned to draw talismans; from 4 to 6, he learned to ward off beasts; his private time in the evening was also occupied by the sect leader, where he learned combat magic.
Xuanhuo Jue, Youying Bu, Suikong Zhan and so on, all the treasured secret manuals of cultivating immortals were placed directly in front of him for him to learn. Zong Qingchuan lived up to the sect master's high expectations and understood them immediately.
The leader was getting more and more surprised.
I almost thought it was the reincarnation of some powerful being.
But obviously, Zong Qingchuan is not that, he is just an immortal who is going through the tribulation of love.