Chapter 177. The Realm of God
"What's that red thing?" a man asked.

"The cauldron! It should be the cauldron! Look at the shape!"

"He doesn't have a lid! Moreover, once my vitality is close, it will turn into nothingness!"

"So what exactly is this thing?"

This is horror!
Perhaps this is the so-called end point of their dream alchemist.

Everyone vaguely thought of it, but no one said it.

An old man looked at Hu Xiaotian in surprise. He was the chairman of the association and Hu Xiaotian's examiner before.

"It turns out that this guy is so powerful! This is not... this is not the power of a mortal!"

Hu Xiaotian jumped off his competition area holding the flame cauldron.

Everyone made way for him.

"By the way, I passed the first level, and now I'm going to the second level! Who knows the way?"

Hu Xiaotian walked in front of the old man, but the old man didn't give way.

"Hey! It's you, old man! Do you know how to get there?"

The old man pointed in one direction, Hu Xiaotian left, and all the pharmacists watching the show exploded when Hu Xiaotian's back disappeared and turned the corner.

"Who is that person? One batch of medicine is made in one minute, and only three ingredients are used!"

"My God!"

"..."

The old man looked at the bearded man, sighed, took out something from the storage bag and handed it to the old man, and then stopped talking.

The old man nodded towards the beard with the thing in his hand.

Beard bowed to the old man: "Master, forgive the child for being unworthy!"

After saying goodbye, Beard walked outside.

The old man looked at the people around him and said, "Aren't you going to compete? Don't you want the first one, the second one, the third one? Go back to refining medicine!"

All the people dispersed.

Golden Retriever is among them.

His face was pale at the moment: "He...he is a divine teacher? A divine teacher?"

Jin Mao was the second person to go out from this place after the beard was renewed, and the first thing he did after he went out was to walk in the direction of the palace.

Behind the secret door is the place where the Alchemist Association specially comes to take care of the wounded. Every day, a large number of people come here to seek medical treatment.

The price here is not expensive, of course, the value of treatment varies from person to person.

The rich pay more money, and naturally get more therapeutic effects.

The poor pay less money, so naturally they use some common treatment guidelines.

There are also some patients who come to seek medical treatment during the medicine refining competition and sign an agreement with the association, hoping to cure diseases that they can't cure with the money they have saved for a lifetime.

Now Hu Xiaotian held a big red stove and appeared like a god in the big room where the patients gathered.

A staff member was shocked when he saw Hu Xiaotian's aggressiveness.

"This...my lord...what is this lord doing? We are Guan Yi of the second level, here we are..."

"I'm here to break through!" Hu Xiaotian said with a smile.

The staff member who looked like a crimson face suddenly looked strange.

"So, just tell me where the patient is and where the medicinal herb is!"

Hu Xiaotian is too lazy to continue to entangle with this seemingly stupid staff member, and he is also very tired to maintain the cauldron.

The staff member swallowed and pointed to a place.

"Where the middle and low-level herbs can be collected at will, a patient can only use herbs worth less than 1000 taels, and all the people in the room are patients."

Hu Xiaotian nodded and disappeared in an instant.

"This man is amazing!" The staff swallowed again looking at the door that had been pushed open.

Hu Xiaotian kept reducing the temperature of the stove until the stove could not be further reduced. He put the stove on the ground, closed his eyes and sat down cross-legged.

Perception is mobilized crazily at this moment.

The staff member who had calmed down also walked in slowly and found a place not far from Hu Xiaotian to squat and observe Hu Xiaotian.

"So what's going on? Why does this guy who looks so powerful sit down cross-legged as soon as he comes in? Does he have any special quirks?"

The staff always likes to discuss with some friends about those powerful people in the world of alchemists after dinner. What his friends like most is to discuss the little habits of those powerful guys,

For example, last time the great master liked to eat chestnuts, last time the last great master liked to eat cabbage, and the last great master I met last time liked to tell people some nasty jokes.

This master, who liked to cross his legs before refining medicine, had a good hobby.

"This master, he entered the door so quickly, he must be a very powerful guy! He should be accumulating right now!"

The staff member was very confident in his deduction, and then he looked at Hu Xiaotian's stove.

The stove was placed on the ground by Hu Xiaotian, but it still looked very beautiful and bright.

Transparent color smooth...
Keke, it's beautiful anyway.

The little brother of the staff couldn't help but wanted to reach out to touch it. At this time, his body was full of shouts.

An old man stood beside him.

The staff immediately bowed their heads respectfully to the old man.

"President!"

This is the boss of the association.Really boss.

The old man nodded, at this time Hu Xiaotian also moved, and thousands of herbs were picked by him.

The staff member wailed: "Ah! Our herb garden is going to be killed!"

The old man said softly: "It's okay! Let him do it."

The old man's face was light and calm, and the corners of his eyes twitched unconsciously.

"Damn! So many herbs! You are going to cure everyone."

Hu Xiaotian turned on the furnace!

Inside the bare herb ball, Hu Xiaotian lightly floated up into the air, pointed his hand towards the fiery red stove, and countless herbs flew into the stove, like moths flying into a flame.

This is not a big deal, what's more important is that those medicinal herbs were refined by the endless flames to extract their medicinal power.

"Different flame temperatures are required to refine the medicine. Is this person's mind already exquisite?"

The old man was shocked.

"No, no! It's not exquisite, it's omniscience! There are so many herbs mixed together to form... what will be formed!"

The old man's eyes were continuously strengthened and deepened by his vitality, and his eyes even emitted a red glow.

The staff member at the side looked at the old man in amazement.

"It is said that the president has a pair of fiery eyes, and when the association is corrupt, he will catch those who lead the association into the abyss. It is true! The eyes of the president are glowing!"

Suddenly, the old man Xia Guang converged and accidentally tripped over a stone and fell to the ground.

The little brother of the staff hurried forward to help.

The old man was attached to stand up, he shook his head.

"What is the level of this! My pair of god eyes for seeking medicine will collapse in the process of analyzing the medicine! How terrible, my little old man does not know the heights of the world, and wants to see the true meaning of the gods in his later years, alas ! The frog in the well!"

(End of this chapter)

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