The main alchemy room of Yaoling Peak is not too small.

In order to take care of the new disciples who have just started, every day at sunset, there will be an alchemist of at least level 6 in the main alchemy room to demonstrate a commonly used elixir refining method in public.

Chu Siyu's third-grade elixirs were all learned through this kind of rough observation.

As for her master... Chen Tairu had not yet started to teach her how to make alchemy. On the first day of her apprenticeship, when she formally accepted Chen Tairu as her master, Chen Tairu gave her a piece of fire.

The fire is light blue and has a restrained temperature.

When Su Huai saw it for the first time, he thought it was some kind of strange fire from heaven and earth. Later, after asking, he found out that the fire was just the spiritual fire that Old Man Chen took from the bottom of the volcano and cultivated it with his immortal power. It was far less powerful than the legendary strange fire.

Awesome.

These days, Chen Tairu has been teaching this young apprentice how to control the spiritual fire, and passing on some tips along the way.

When Su Huai slipped into the hall with his hands in his hands, Elder Yao Lingfeng on the central high platform was refining the fourth-grade Qingxin Pill.

This is a life-saving elixir that can remove most common toxins in the Immortal Realm. The price of a Qingxin elixir on the market is about a thousand spiritual stones.

Hiss... Alchemist is indeed Qian Tu's profession.

"The key to refining the Qingxin Pill lies in the last step!"

"When condensing the elixir, you need to add a piece of Qingshuilian petal to stimulate the efficacy of the Qingxin elixir."

"But when I, the master of Yaoling Peak, Mr. Chen, is refining this elixir, I will add an additional Purple Yun grass.

Although doing this will make the taste of the elixir bitter, it can increase the efficacy by an additional 10%."

The elder's gestures changed continuously, and the spiritual power in his palms continued to enter the alchemy furnace, tempering the prototype of the elixir in it.

Chu Siyu is not yet capable of refining fourth-grade elixirs.

But this did not prevent her from holding a small notebook, huddled in the empty corner at the front, and wrote down what the elder said word for word.

However, when recording the addition of Ziyuncao, she drew a small circle next to it.

Every alchemist has his own little quirks.

For example, Li Zhongqian, the world's number one alchemist and the national master of Zuntian Shen Dynasty, likes to deliberately add some bitter herbs without affecting the efficacy of the medicine.

The so-called remembering the bitter and thinking of the sweet, according to him, is to inspire the younger generations of the gods and let them understand that taking drugs is not a good thing, so as to cultivate the concept of being cautious in life.

I don’t know if it has any effect, but I heard that every disciple of Zuntian Divine Dynasty likes him very much.

Every year during the annual celebration, disciples from the Shen Dynasty brought gauze and gritted their teeth to wipe the statue of the Imperial Master in front of the palace until it shined brightly.

Over time, the statue's hair was worn away.

And the Imperial Master seemed to have been subjected to a mysterious curse. He soon lost all his hair and turned into a kind-hearted... bald man.

Chu Siyu is just the opposite to him, and likes to refine elixirs into various fruit flavors.

It's like eating candy.

A small mark was drawn on the back of Ziyuncao, proving that she would think of some ways to eliminate the side effects of making the elixir bitter.

She is really, so gentle, I cried to death...

Su Huai secretly squeezed in from the crowd and stood behind Chu Siyu.

It made many disciples look askance.

In particular, some former disciples who had not met Su Huai cast angry glances at him.

It's not that I'm jealous.

But after getting along for a few days, Chu Siyu's fearful temper has spread.

This little junior sister is gentle and never takes pride in her status as a direct descendant. Instead, she comes earlier than most disciples every day and stays until dark every day.

He is talented and hard-working.

Who can not love this little junior sister!?

In just a few days, Chu Siyu has become Yaolingfeng's recognized treasure mascot, especially after learning that staying close to strangers will make her feel uncomfortable.

Every time we come to observe the elders' public alchemy, everyone deliberately leaves a small open area.

It starts in the middle.

However, he was quickly noticed by Junior Sister Chu. After thanking them, he hurriedly moved his position to the corner.

And now!

There was actually a strange male disciple who deliberately got so close to Junior Sister Chu! He even stuck his head out to peek at Junior Sister Chu’s notes!

Damn it, why are your eyes wandering, why are your eyes shining! What the hell are you...

Are you reading your notes!?

How dare you laugh! Shameless! How shameless!

What bad thoughts could Su Huai have?

At first he was indeed reading the rich woman's notes.

But he can’t understand it very well!

The rich woman's notes were full of pictures and texts, and he could only barely recognize that the big circle represented the alchemy furnace, the chicken paws represented hands, and the leaves represented some kind of elixir...

Contemporary Picasso! So terrifying!

If he can't understand paintings, then he can only look at other things.

He is 1.86 meters tall, and the rich woman is 1.67 meters tall. He is just one head taller than the rich woman. From his condescending position... it is inevitable to see a glimpse of the scenery covered by his collar.

The first is the delicate collarbone.

Further inside, there is a small arc, astonishingly white, like agar-agar jade...

Su Huai felt her nose was a little hot.

"This classmate!"

The elder on the stage who had finished refining the alchemy finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He is only an outer elder. Although he knows that there is a Holy Son in the sect, his level is not high enough to participate in the meeting in the small black room. Therefore, he has never seen the true face of the Holy Son.

All he knew was that after he finished practicing the elixir, he noticed at a glance that this wretched male disciple was spying on the youngest disciple of Yao Lingfeng.

How can this be unreasonable! How did such a dirty person pass the entrance examination of our Yanyue Immortal Sect!?

The elder immediately became angry and pointed directly at Su Huai who raised his head with a confused look on his face.

"Whatever you're looking at, it's you!"

"My eyes are wandering and I am not observing carefully. I must be thinking that this measly fourth-grade elixir cannot trouble you anymore, right?"

"Ahem, elder, I..."

"No need to excuse yourself!"

"You, come up and demonstrate the refining method of Qingxin Dan!

If it fails.

Don't blame me for writing down your name and writing a big mark on your year-end assessment, so that you will never be able to become an inner disciple for the rest of your life!"

Suhuai people are numb.

The surrounding Yaoling Peak disciples were looking at him with gloating eyes.

Chu Siyu seemed to finally notice someone appearing next to her at this moment.

She was a little annoyed in her heart. The physiological reaction that usually made her feel uncomfortable when someone approached her seemed to have completely failed when facing Su Huai.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m used to it or what.

When she heard that the elder was forcing Su Huai to practice elixirs, she showed a gloating smile for the first time. It was as if the fearful little rabbit had unknowingly learned a bit of the cunningness of a fox.

Su Huai opened his mouth, touched the ring, and wanted to take out the Holy Son Token to show off, but after catching Chu Siyu's gaze, he withdrew his hand to take the token.

He strode up the steps and stood beside the elder.

"Elder, do you really want me to make elixirs?"

"Why, you don't dare?"

"Why don't you dare? It's just the quality of this alchemy furnace..."

The elder stretched out his hand and knocked on the alchemy furnace on the stage: "This furnace is called Zixia. It is a sixth-grade spiritual weapon that I specially asked Elder Qi Lingfeng to refine. I will definitely not hold you back!"

"Sixth grade...then I'll be relieved."

Su Huai touched the corners of her mouth to hide her smile.

"Elder, the Qingxin Pill is too simple. Why don't I show you an original pill?"

"Homemade elixir!?"

The elder suddenly became respectful and put away his contempt.

The vast majority of alchemists just pick up the wisdom of others and learn the elixir recipes passed down by their predecessors.

If someone can create a new elixir, even if the medicine he creates is only a first-class one, he should be respected!

"please!"

The elder raised his hand and stepped aside respectfully.

Su Huai grinned and took out a large handful of medicinal materials from the storage ring.

These medicinal materials were all used by the fifth-level monsters in the secret trial realm to buy their lives during the assessment, and the worst one was of fourth-level quality.

Now, not only the elder, but also the alchemy disciples in the audience who did not know Su Huai felt that Su Huai was an unknown expert!

After all, those who can use so many high-level medicinal materials are at least fifth-grade, even sixth-grade, and seventh-grade elixirs!
Chapter completed!