The extra 136 names have undoubtedly become the interest of many readers.
No matter how outstanding the people in front are, they don't have any reputation at the moment, but the fact that the guy named Yi Ran can make the president of the Alchemist Guild appear here is enough to show how outstanding he is!
It's just that the name Yiran is too unfamiliar, and not many people know his background. Only the shopkeepers whisper among themselves.
"Yi Ran? Isn't he the boy who made them a lot of money recently?"
To put it more simply, he is the only young man in the audience who is not wearing a robe!
Since the first test, they had stopped paying attention to that young man.
Not only because Yi Ran was not wearing a robe, but also because they were not good at practicing and were in a position where they could not catch his figure among the vast number of alchemists.
But for such a young man to stand out among thousands of alchemists and become the 136th lucky person to advance, they were shocked to the extreme.
After all, that young man was really too young.
However, alchemy is not like cultivation. As you get older, the speed of improvement becomes slower and slower and even regresses.
The art of refining medicine is to make pure pure wine more fragrant as it is stored. It is also like the shopkeepers like them are getting better and better at business as they get older.
He was able to enter the existence of the first 136 people in his twenties. It was hard for them to imagine what level of alchemy he would reach when he was forty years old.
It is also difficult for them to imagine how terrifying the future achievements of such a genius will be.
To put it bluntly, they are just small shopkeepers in the low-level areas of Linjiang City.
While several people were sighing, all the eliminated alchemists had left the arena and became spectators outside the arena.
Most of the more than 100 people left in the field were impassioned and their eyes were full of excitement.
Looking at Cao Cheng, the president of the Alchemist Guild standing tall in the sky, who is sincerely admired by martial arts and magic spirits, I can't help but feel heroic in my heart as if everyone is the president, I will come to my house tomorrow.
Just when everyone, including Yi Ran, raised their eyes to look at the three of them, Song An, the magic spirit who came after him, turned his hand.
The light suddenly shone in his hand, and there was another formation ball!
As the glow bloomed, the ground of the entire arena shook.
There were only one hundred and thirty-six people left, and a three-foot square piece of ground was cut under each person's feet. Then the ground began to move until the distance between everyone was almost the same, and then it finally stopped.
The entire arena is actually composed of a complete formation!
The moment the ground shook, Yiran released his mental power and sensed the ground.
At the same time that Yiran was detecting the array with his senses, he also discovered a spiritual force spying on him.
But in an instant, Yiran immediately withdrew his senses, leisurely and leisurely as if there was no one around.
Cao Cheng had a playful smile on his face, but deliberately didn't look at Yiran.
There are not many people who can be called geniuses. There are definitely more than a million monks in nearby cities, but there are only a few thousand people participating in this competition.
There was a Yiran who wrote three spiritual materials unexpectedly before, which made me sit up and take notice.
As for this young man whose mental power far exceeds that of ordinary people and who is extremely hidden, yet he has never heard of it, Cao Cheng would rather believe that he is the Yiran he has never seen.
Otherwise, this rare talent would be too much.
Cao Cheng would rather believe that this genius, whom he had to admire, was a pervert or a monster, and that his cultivation and alchemy skills were unparalleled by others.
I don't want to believe that such geniuses can be seen everywhere, and two monsters appear in one competition.
A person's accomplishments in alchemy make many sixth-level veteran alchemists look away.
Even Song An, a veteran magic spirit with strong mental power and concealment beside him, couldn't detect it. He could only barely detect it because he had one foot on the king's level.
Finally stopped on the playing field
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After a moment of silence, Song An said: "Next, please refine the potions according to the prescriptions you deduced. This round of rankings will be compared with the potions made by Senior Cao Cheng, and the top ten will be determined based on the strength of the potions. , each person has three copies of spiritual grass and three opportunities to refine potions."
At this point, the rules were mostly clear, and Song An obviously paused for a few breaths while speaking.
Then he waved his sleeves and solemnly said: "The second round of the competition has officially begun, let's bring in the medicinal materials!"
After Song An announced the start of the test, he turned slightly sideways and said respectfully to Cao Cheng: "President, let's sit inside. It's okay for you to stand here and not identify yourself, but now it makes many people feel uncomfortable. I’m nervous.”
"Look at those Lin Jiangcheng juniors. Their hands are shaking. They still have the slightest hint of being a genius or a romantic."
"If they usually give anyone a good look, even my nephew, who once boasted that his alchemy skills surpassed mine before he was forty, seems to be trembling right now."
Cao Cheng brushed his silver-white beard and smiled slightly: "That boy Song Li has such an ambition. He is worthy of being the leader of the younger generation in Linjiang City. He may not be able to reach my height in the future."
"It's just that I'm not a monster that eats people without spitting out their bones. If I get nervous when I see you, it seems that my character needs to be tempered!"
After speaking, Cao Cheng flapped his elemental wings and turned around to fly towards the judges' table, leaving behind Lu Yao and Song An with a wry smile on his face.
Cao Cheng's words of praise are true praise, and his words of harm are also true harm.
Song Li's talent is good enough, and he does have a chance to become a leading figure in the alchemist world of Linjiang City.
But if you only have this kind of character and get nervous when you see your seniors, then no matter how talented you are, it will be in vain.
What should people who get nervous when they see their seniors do when they see a powerful enemy? Should they just surrender?
Song An also understands that the further you go in cultivation, the more it depends on your character rather than your talent.
So after turning around, he no longer had any worries about his nephew in the clan, and flew towards the judges' table with a wave of elemental wings.
Poor Song Li himself looked at the three servings of spiritual herbs sent by his servants. He was obviously excited to use this opportunity to become famous all over the world, but it was regarded as timid and timid in the face of big events.
It can't be said that he suffered an unforeseen disaster.
There are only one hundred and thirty-six alchemists left in the field, and none of them is eager to qualify for the top ten.
No one may be able to remember the one hundred and thirty-six names, but the top ten will definitely attract many people's attention.
As long as you are remembered by those big shots, there will be no need to worry about lack of opportunities to get ahead in the future!
Except for a few people who were still immersed in seeing Cao Cheng's madness and couldn't help themselves, with longing and obsession in their eyes, most people had calmed down and started refining the potion.
Although there are three medicinal materials and three refining opportunities, the prescription is just an inference. Who knows whether we can keep improving during the refining process and make the potion more effective each time it is refined three times?
Almost everyone moved in unison, grinding the spiritual grass into powder on the table and then putting it into jade boxes.
There is almost no difference in everyone's movements in this step. The only difference is that some alchemists with special grinding techniques can penetrate the spiritual power into the movements to crush the spiritual grass into smaller pieces, making it easier for the medicinal effects to be exerted. .
If you have a complete prescription, this kind of detail will undoubtedly improve the quality of the medicine, but in this kind of self-inferred prescription, one wrong step will make every step wrong.
If the weight of the spiritual grass is wrongly inferred, no matter how high-end the technique is, it will not help.
In this second level, Yiran didn't do anything surprising. He was still grinding medicinal materials on the table, using the same jade bowl and the same jade hammer.
It's just that if others grind the spiritual grass ten times, he will grind it twenty times.
Even if the most basic grinding technique taught by Goode many years ago is used, after grinding the spirit grass more times, the medicinal effect that it can exert is no less than those with special techniques.
A brief and heavy two
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After burning the incense, one hundred and thirty-five people except Yi Ran had finished grinding them, started to light a fire under the medicine cauldron, and put the spiritual grass powder that had been taken before into the medicine cauldron.
Not long after, the entire arena was filled with the scent of medicine, intoxicating the various onlookers outside the arena.
But the good times did not last long, and those alchemists started hastily before their mentality settled down.
Even though he knew that such a state of mind was not suitable for refining potions, in order not to be slower than others, he hurriedly ground the spiritual grass to start refining the potion, resulting in insufficient and uneven grinding of the spiritual grass.
During the process of condensing the medicine, the medicinal properties of various spiritual herbs not only did not begin to merge, but instead violently collided.
Only the fragrance of medicine appeared in the medicine cauldron at the beginning. Later, the vibrations caused by the collision of energy became more and more clear. Until finally, under the control of mental power, the medicine cauldron could not withstand the energy fluctuations.
Then streams of black smoke with a burnt smell floated out from the medicine cauldron, making the alchemist who created this situation frown and had to start grinding the spiritual grass again.
The alchemists whose medicine cauldrons were filled with the scent of traditional Chinese medicine had different expressions.
Some were neither sad nor happy, and were calm and calm. From the beginning of refining to taking out the potion, their emotions did not fluctuate greatly. Refining a fourth-level potion was just a matter of convenience for them.
There were also people with expressions of joy on their faces, unable to conceal their joy at being able to refine the potion.
Some even had flushed faces and were breathing heavily, with unconcealable tiredness in their eyes.
The first time they refined the potion, they were also on the verge of exploding the cauldron. They only used their strong cultivation to form a sealed space with their mental power to forcibly lock the collision of the power of the spiritual herbs.
Although the potion has also been refined, the consumption on me is extremely terrifying. It is difficult to say whether I can persist in refining three points of the potion.
Until now, everyone had finished refining the "Ice Jade Spiritual Liquid" for the first time, and Yiran had just finished grinding the spiritual grass.
The mental power swept across the arena gently, looking at the sadness or joy of others, Yiran's heart was not touched at all, and began to light a fire for the medicine cauldron to refine the medicine.
If it is consistent or inconsistent with everyone's refining method, first add the medium to the medicine cauldron.
No matter what grade of medicine is being refined in traditional alchemy, the medium used is pure water, which is commonly known as distilled water.
There is no talk of distillation in Lingxu Continent, but there are also rumors about how to obtain distilled water, that is, pure water.
In the opinion of all alchemists, pure water is extremely pure and will not have any effect on the medicinal power of spiritual herbs, which is the best medium for refining medicine.
But at this moment, Yiran directly added the jade ice spring into the medicine cauldron, using the jade ice spring as a medium to integrate the medicinal power.
Just when Yiran added Yu Bingquan directly into the medicine cauldron, Cao Cheng stood up suddenly at the judges' table and muttered: "How could it be like this? How could it be like this!"
Just when others felt confused, Cao Cheng sat down again, but still murmured to himself: "Using the Jade Ice Spring as a medium, how should the medicinal power of various spiritual herbs be calculated and how should they be combined to be exerted."
"I made a batch in a hurry, using pure water as the medium. Unexpectedly, the first step was different from this little guy. But I still had to use my mental power to suppress the riot of medicinal power to complete the refinement. This little guy can How to do?"
Just when Cao Cheng was leisurely and bored waiting for the results, lying on the chair unkemptly, he stood up in shock again and murmured again: "This little guy should be the age of just graduating from the academy. How could there be such a thing?" Such a terrifying vision, and—the art of alchemy!”
Just when Cao Cheng stood up, the medicine cauldron in front of Yiran was already exuding the fragrance of medicine, and the medicinal liquid in the medicine cauldron had begun to condense, but there was no violent collision as Cao Cheng expected.
But no one noticed Cao Cheng's stunned expression.
Even the powerful men beside him who had also reached the spiritual level only knew Cao Cheng's excitement but did not know the shock in his heart.
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