Mystery: start a secret pavilion

You only know that this person is studying hard, and you don't know that he is a true disciple.

True disciples are suitable, but you may not be suitable.

Teaching students in accordance with their aptitude is the most important thing!

Tan Wenshan sighed, looked at Wu Feng, and said, "However, this kid won't take long, and he should be reaching his limit soon."

"rustle……"

The sound of the pages of the book continued to be turned.

Wu Feng became more and more involved.

For some reason, he only felt that his memory was very fast, ten lines at a glance, and never forgetting, as if it was deeply rooted in his mind.

At the position between his eyebrows, a spiritual force gradually emanated, forming a vortex.

Ten days later, Tan Wenshan was stunned to see Wu Feng still studying.

that's unbelievable!
It has been 20 days, and this kid is still persisting.

You must know that the loss of mental power is extremely huge.

Tan Wenshan shook his head, not advocating this kind of approach.

"The way to learn is to relax and relax. Excessive learning will only lead to mental fatigue and make you do twice as much as you can."

Finally, on the seventh day of No.20, Wu Feng closed the book.

"Hahaha……"

"So it is, so it is."

The sound of singing and laughing resounded throughout the Zangshu Pavilion, startling everyone.

He has memorized these alchemy knowledge by heart, and then only needs to practice repeatedly.

"Do you know how long you have been studying here?"

Tan Wenshan walked over.

Wu Feng was stunned.

"You have studied for 27 days. This kind of thing is not worth advocating. Excessive consumption of mental power will not achieve the desired effect. Go down and rest!"

27 days?

Wu Feng himself was stunned, he didn't expect to study for so long.

But it wasn't as serious as Tan Wenshan said, it just felt a little tired.

"The elder taught that." Wu Feng said respectfully.

The moment he walked out of Zangshu Pavilion, Wu Feng took a breath of fresh air, only to find that a wave of spiritual power emanated from the position between his eyebrows.

The surrounding flowers, plants, trees, and soil insects can all be seen clearly.

"When did my mental power become so powerful?" Wu Feng was startled.

After preparing the alchemy materials and returning to the mountain where the true disciples lived, Wu Feng began to prepare the alchemy.

What he wants to refine is Yuanyang Pill.

A third-grade elixir that can stimulate the blood in the body and increase a person's strength by five times in a short period of time.

Yuanyang grass, Xuanming root, wisteria flower...

These alchemy materials were ready, Wu Feng took a deep breath, slammed the alchemy furnace, heated it with spiritual power, and then moved it under a ball of flames.

He bought the alchemy furnace in the underground market.This group of flames is ground fire.

It was used by Heng Yangzi to temper his body, and he was brought here from the ground.

The action was very jerky, Wu Feng first heated the alchemy ingredients, and after grinding Ziteng into a purple liquid, he waited for the Yuanyang grass to absorb other medicinal properties, and then added it.

"Zi~~~"

Blue smoke came out.

Wu Feng was looking forward to it: "I just need to refine Yuanyang Pill, and I will be a third-rank alchemist."

"boom!"

The result was no surprise.

Failed.

A plume of black smoke rose.

For the first time, failure is very normal. Wu Feng looked indifferent, and after summarizing his experience, he started alchemy for the second time.

"Boom!"

It failed.

[Ding, the timing of putting in the wisteria liquid is wrong. Putting it in too early will cause the medicinal properties to be consumed in advance, and putting it in too late will lead to imperfect fusion. 】

"boom!"

Failed again.

[Yuanyang grass is the grass of the most yang, and it conflicts with the medicinal properties of Yin Luosha, and needs to be neutralized with spiritual power. 】

"Boom!"

Not only did it fail, it also blew up the furnace.

Fragments shot everywhere, and one piece rubbed against Wu Feng's arm, bleeding out.

[The fire control is wrong. 】

[Cheng Dan's steps are wrong. 】

……

The system is pointing from time to time, and Wu Feng is also constantly making corrections.

His grandma, I don't believe it today!

Wu Feng completely hooked up with Yuanyang Danmao.

His movements became more and more proficient, all in one go.

Hot furnace, used as medicine, neutralize medicinal properties, control fire...

Finally, a day later, with a bang, a wisp of green smoke burst out.

Wu Feng took the alchemist away, saw the five crimson Yuanyang pills with a scorching aura inside, and laughed.

He finally succeeded.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully refining, and possessing the level of a third-rank alchemist. 】

[Rewards are being issued, Heavenly Rank Spirit Treasure Dragon Pattern Battle Clothes. 】

A piece of black clothing appeared, with these dragon patterns appearing on it, and it fit the skin incomparably behind the body, and there was a feeling of coolness and incomparable comfort.

In fact, there is one more thing that the system did not say.

To be like Wu Feng, who succeeded in alchemy for the first time in just one day, his talent cannot be regarded as a monster level, but it is also top-notch.

Wu Feng's alchemy aptitude is placed in the alchemist association, and it is also one of the ones that have been looted by others.

"What are you doing?" Heng Yangzi was alarmed by the movement of alchemy.

"Ahem, I'm making alchemy." Wu Feng told the truth.

Looking at the five Yuanyang pills, Heng Yangzi's eyes widened.

This apprentice of his was not only a cultivator in the Celestial Realm, but also an alchemist, which really surprised him a lot.

"From now on, this is your exclusive place for alchemy." Heng Yangzi said.

"Master, how is Senior Seven Star's injury?" Wu Feng asked.

"very bad."

Heng Yangzi's expression turned serious and he shook his head.

In fact, Taoist's current realm has fallen to the first level of the immortality realm, and is about to fall below the immortality realm.

Even if he tried everything during this time, it was of no avail.

Wu Feng also frowned.

It seems that he has to use other methods to get Taoist Qixing to accept his treatment.

After a while, Wu Feng came to the Alchemist Association and took out five Yuanyang Pills he refined.

"You made this?" Elder Qiu's eyes widened.

Three medicinal herbs!

This Nima is a third-grade alchemist.

"It was refined by the younger generation. The younger generation has already reached the level of a third-rank alchemist through self-study a year ago." Wu Feng said.

Although this is a bit arrogant, compared to going through 27 days of study, it takes one day to succeed in alchemy and become a third-rank alchemist.

It's not just Wu Feng himself who doesn't believe it.

Elder Qiu would cut him up and study him as a monster immediately.

Elder Qiu: "..."

Even so, he was also quite shocked.

I thought that this kid who came by airborne had no level of alchemy master, but I didn't expect that he was really a third-rank alchemist.

Such a young third-rank alchemist, even in the Alchemy Association, is an extremely talented one.

All of a sudden, Elder Qiu felt that Wu Feng was much more pleasing to the eye.

He came over and said very kindly: "Zuo Hao, what do you want to do with these five Yuanyang pills?"

"I plan to sell it," Wu Feng said.

"No problem, I will sell these five Yuanyang Pills at a price five times higher than the market price." Elder Qiu said with a smile.

Soon, Wu Feng left contentedly.

The next thing is to prepare to complete the training tasks issued by the system.