Another three days passed in the blink of an eye, and most of the students at Tianwei Academy began to get busy preparing for the upcoming promotion assessment.
The so-called promotion assessment is naturally divided into cultural theory courses and a test of cultivation level.
If you want to advance from a yellow character disciple to a Xuanzi disciple, you must start with more than ten channels, otherwise you can only continue to be a yellow character disciple. And if you can't be promoted in the second promotion assessment, you will have to be eliminated by heaven.
The school was ruthlessly eliminated.
As for cultural theory courses, they account for 20% of the overall assessment. Although the proportion is not high, if the score is too low, it will still affect promotion.
During this period, whether it is martial arts teaching or theoretical class instructors, it is undoubtedly the busiest time.
On this day, Su Qingxuan finished teaching the students as usual and returned to where she lived, only to find a "guest" in her yard.
"father!"
Su Qingxuan was stunned when she saw the middle-aged man dealing with weeds in the medicinal field.
"Yes." Su Dongling nodded slightly, looked back at Su Qingxuan, and smiled, "Not bad. I have been promoted in cultivation in the past six months."
Su Qingxuan narrowed her eyes and smiled, walked quickly to Su Dongling, hugged her father's arm, and said with a smile: "Of course."
"You girl."
Su Dongling looked at his daughter fondly. He had been traveling around the world these years, and the only concern in his heart was this precious daughter.
The father and daughter entered the attic. Su Qingxuan quickly poured tea and water for her father and asked, "Dad, when did you come back?"
"It's been a few days." Su Dongling smiled lightly, "I went to the Alchemist Guild first."
"Hmph, indeed in dad's heart, alchemy is more important than his daughter!" Su Qingxuan pursed her lips, a little jealous.
"Silly girl." Su Dongling shook his head and smiled, and then said: "By the way, have you completed the prescription I gave you when I left?"
"Of course!" Su Qingxuan chuckled, "I completed it not long ago."
"Oh? So, your alchemy attainments have improved very quickly."
Su Dongling nodded, "Come here, show me the elixir recipe to dad. Also, now that the elixir recipe is complete, is there a finished product of the Ziguang Benchen elixir?"
"Here." Su Qingxuan made a trick, took out the yellowed scroll from the Naling Ring, and then took out a jade box, and said with a smile: "I knew you would definitely try the elixir."
"Jing knows how to be clever!"
Su Dongling unfolded the scroll and found the completed medicinal materials, proportions, and years on it. He nodded secretly, and then saw some of the fire control processes behind it, and couldn't help but be surprised.
"This...is this really what you completed?"
Su Dongling looked at his daughter in disbelief. This was not a complete elixir. It was clearly a completely new level that had perfected this ancient elixir.
If Su Qingxuan really did it, then my daughter would probably be a sixth-level senior alchemist, and her level would not be any lower than her own.
"What's wrong?" Su Qingxuan pouted, feeling a little guilty.
"You girl." Su Dongling took a deep breath, opened the jade box on the side, took out the elixir inside, and swallowed it in one gulp.
After a long while, Su Dongling slowly said: "It is three times more effective than the ordinary Purple Light Benchen Pill. Girl, who is helping you behind the scenes? Why don't you tell the truth?"
Su Qingxuan blushed and gritted her teeth: "Why can't my daughter complete this?"
"You girl, if you can perfect the recipe of Ziguang Benchen Dan to this level, dad will have no need to teach you anything else. Such attainments in alchemy are no worse than your dad."
"ah?"
Su Qingxuan's eyelids twitched and she said in surprise: "So he is so powerful!"
"Humph!" The caveman gently poked Su Qingxuan on the forehead and said with a faint smile: "Did you ask your Uncle Hong for help?"
"No." Su Qingxuan bit her lips and said with some embarrassment: "Actually, I... I found one of my students."
"Student?" A figure flashed in Su Dongling's mind and he asked quickly: "What's his name?"
"Ling Feng."
"Ling Feng!" A ray of light flashed in Su Dongling's eyes, "Is it really him?"
"Dad, have you met Ling Feng?" Su Qingxuan said in surprise.
"Well, if it's this kid, it's not surprising. This little guy's alchemy attainments are simply rare in the world." Su Dongling laughed loudly and said, "Let me just say, this little guy melts medicinal liquids.
The technique is actually somewhat similar to my own technique. It turned out that you, the girl, taught him."
"Teach?" Su Qingxuan shook her head repeatedly, "Dad, I didn't teach him. In fact, he just watched me refine the elixir once."
"What!" Su Dongling almost jumped up from his seat, "You mean, he only saw the old man's Nine Spirits Refining Method once, and he mastered a trace of its charm!"
"Incredible, really incredible!"
Su Dongling couldn't help but rub his hands together excitedly. This was simply the best successor to inherit his mantle of poison master!
Even Su Qingxuan, with her limited qualifications, may not be able to become a truly top poison master.
"Dad, I promised him that after you teach your daughter the 'Nine Refiners of Mysterious Fire', I will teach it to him." Su Qingxuan bit her lips and said pitifully: "Now, dad, look
If you come up with an elixir that is not perfect for your daughter, you won’t teach your daughter the Nine Refining Methods of Mysterious Fire, right?"
"You girl, stop pretending to be pitiful here." Su Dongling rolled his eyes, "Sooner or later, dad's skills will have to be passed on to you. Teach, teach, teach, with your current level of alchemy, it's time
I leave it to you to practice the Nine Refining Methods of Mysterious Fire."
"Haha, thank you dad, dad is the best!"
Su Qingxuan cheered. In front of her father, she looked like a lively little girl, without the cold demeanor of Teacher Su in class.
"However, daddy has one more thing to tell you." Su Dongling looked at his daughter and said in a deep voice.
"What's the matter?" Su Qingxuan blinked her bright eyes and asked doubtfully.
"You have to teach that boy Ling Feng the techniques of Nine Refining the Mysterious Fire. Dad has no objection, but you still need to give him another thing."
"What?"
"The Poison Master's Essence, "The Prescriptions of Ten Thousand Poisons", was compiled by me over the years and combined with the experience of my predecessors."
"This..." Su Qingxuan's eyes widened, "Dad, isn't this the work of your life's work? Why don't you give this book to him yourself?"
"That kid is already Yan Cangtian's disciple, and I won't steal that Yan Lao'er's disciple without any good intentions. However, since that kid has the potential to become a poison master, I will help him, so why not?"
It is too difficult to find a good candidate to become a poison master. Su Dongling has traveled all over the world in recent years, but has not found a suitable successor. Now he finally found Ling Feng, although he was destined not to be a master and apprentice.
But in order to prevent his inheritance from being cut off, he had no choice but to give "The Classic of Ten Thousand Poisons" to Ling Feng.
Of course, there are still some selfish motives in Su Dongling's heart. Although Ling Feng cannot be his disciple, it seems that his daughter has a good impression of that boy.
If you can't be a disciple, you can be a son-in-law. This can be regarded as keeping the wealth from flowing to outsiders!