Author: grape vinegar

Bai Mo was confused when he saw that Fang Xiaoyu had sent a post on the Shexian Forum.

[Inventory of the living alchemy masters]

[The first one, King Crocodile, was originally a drug lord. He started to get in touch with Alchemy three years ago. Now he is a serial eight soup man. He has provoked the Imperial Capital Research Institute many times, but has not been arrested so far, and his whereabouts are a mystery]

[The second one, Zhang Ye, is a university professor who started to get into Alchemy three years ago...]

Fang Xiaoyu sent a message.

[The one who came this time is Professor Zhang, who is ranked second!]

[Several of my colleagues also want to go to him to get some benefits, high-end cosmetics, etc.]

[In the end, I was scolded by the director. He is so high-ranking that he has no time to deal with us little shrimps, hahahahahahaha]

Bai Mo frowned.

What are the alchemy experts here for? To study that medicinal energy?

"whatever."

Bai Mo lowered his head and continued to drink noodles and eat beef. The thinly sliced ​​beef was mixed with shredded green onions, which tasted particularly fragrant.

That bottle of medicinal gas was something he used to practice his skills two years ago when he had just been promoted to Sequence Eight. The materials were mediocre, and the techniques were a bit fancy and small. It was not very valuable.

"They think it's useful and just use it to practice."

…

In the laboratory, President Chen Shu stood guard next to the camp bed.

On the camp bed, Professor Zhang held the test tube, soothed himself, and soon fell asleep.

The test tube in his hand and the dense white smoke blurred the boundary between dreams and the real world, and he was brought into the dream.

…

In the dilapidated stone palace, there is a large bronze tripod, the inscriptions and patterns are covered with rust.

Professor Zhang was sitting on his knees on the futon. He was obviously middle-aged, but he still showed a sweet smile, as if he had returned to the days of graduate school, as if he was facing his mentor again.

On the futon next to him, an ancient immortal was sitting cross-legged, sniffing the bottle of green medicinal gas with a surprised look on his face.

This ancient immortal, named "Qinglu Ancient Immortal", has a young and fair face, and looks much younger than Professor Zhang. He wears a weird and huge hat, which actually makes his cheeks look smaller.

He sniffed the green medicinal gas, his eyes flashed, and he gradually smiled.

"It's very interesting."

He looked at Professor Zhang.

"You want to learn to practice this?"

"Yes, Master, can you crack its prescription?

"Can you crack its refining method?"

"It's not difficult to crack. It's just a Sequence Eight prescription. I can teach you."

Professor Zhang was about to be happy when his master spoke again.

"However, with your talent and skills, I'm afraid you won't be able to achieve the same effect as others. You can only produce 50% to 60% of the medicinal effect, right?"

Professor Zhang twitched his lips.

"But, you said this is a Sequence Eight prescription, and I am also a Sequence Eight..."

The ancient immortal Qinglu shook his head and smiled.

"My good disciple, you must understand that Sequence 8 and Sequence 8 are also different.

"In my era, there were good players in Sequence 8, some mediocre players, and some clumsy players who could barely make medicine.

"With your level, if you put it in my time...well..."

Professor Zhang’s face is covered with black lines.

Master wants to say that he is stupid?

"With your level, if you were in my time...you wouldn't be qualified to make medicine, but you can wash medicine furnaces."

Professor Zhang's old face turned red, but he is indeed a middle-aged man. He has been in the society for many years, and his face has been exposed to all the ups and downs, but it soon regained its color.

The ancient immortal Qinglu continued to praise.

"This prescription, I always feel... seems to be original. It was created by the alchemist of your time, original..."

Professor Zhang frowned. Aren’t all the prescriptions learned from ancient immortals? Can this thing be original?

He was in a complicated mood and asked again, "Master, tell me, what level would the alchemist who created this recipe be considered to be in your time?"

The ancient immortal Qinglu thought for a moment and frowned.

"Based on my intuition...this prescription is just something he made casually.

"You can't tell his depth from this casual work..."

…

In the conference room, the doors and windows were closed and the blackout curtains were drawn.

The chandelier on the ceiling casts light.

Professor Zhang and President Chen Shu opened their notebooks and initiated a video conference.

Before long, there were dozens more people in the conference room, and everyone who was supposed to be there came.

Professor Zhang briefly explained the situation and then began to talk about his judgment results.

"...To sum up, combine the judgments of me and my ancient immortal master.

"What this mysterious gentleman has revealed so far is only the tip of the iceberg.

"The true level is difficult to estimate."

The video conference fell into a long silence.

Professor Zhang drank some water, looked at the screen, and spoke again.

"So, I have two questions now.

"First, this kind of medicinal energy... let's temporarily name it Huaxue Powder. The medicinal materials used in it are not cherished. I can also learn the refining techniques and can refining them on a large scale to solve the current blood infiltration of the Xianwu pathway.

question.

"But this is Mr. Mysterious's prescription. We don't have his consent, how can we use it?

"Second, what attitude should we use to face such a mysterious person?"

The big guys who participated in the meeting were obviously more concerned about the second question. This unfathomable and mysterious gentleman gave them a feeling of being out of control, a feeling of insecurity, which made them feel faintly afraid!

"Find it out! Our business is very difficult and we cannot allow such great instability."

"We must find out. We need to find out what kind of magic he has and what kind of resources he has in his hands! We can jointly develop his resources. We can also give him what he needs. He cannot escape control.

.”

"I agree with this view."

"I agree."

Sitting in front of the computer screen, Chairman Chen Shu remained silent. These old guys who attended the meeting once held power in various industries and fields. Now, when they come to the Fairy Arts Committee, they are still as afraid of the strong as ever, and they are still so afraid of the powerful.

Afraid of losing control and instability, but still have such a strong desire to control.

Suddenly, a hearty voice suppressed everyone.

It is Wu Jianxian, the president of the Immortal Arts Committee. Sword Immortal Path, Sequence Seven, the strongest combat power of mankind on the surface.

"Let me tell you, have you ever considered that this mysterious gentleman may no longer be in Sequence Eight?

"I even think that with what he has shown so far, it would be a strange thing if he were still at Sequence Eight."

Video conference, silent again.

But how is that possible?

Everyone present at the meeting is all Sequence 8. Their understanding of immortality is far beyond ordinary people, and they naturally know the promotion ceremony of the Alchemy Path. The Sequence 8 to Sequence 7 of the Alchemy Path can be called a qualitative change, but it is also a natural chasm! In the words of the ancient immortal

, it can even be called a ten thousand years of death and no life. As long as you want to be promoted, you will almost end up being burned into a wisp of fly ash by the elixir fire.

If this mysterious gentleman is already in Alchemy Path Sequence 7, things will become of another nature...
Chapter completed!