Villain: Peeping at my diary, the hostess is broken

Chapter 118 Wang Ba is dead
Let alone Erhu, even Yingxi was stunned.

"Are you reliable or not? There is no one who is still learning alchemy. Don't blow up the house in a while."

Yingxi said speechlessly.

"Then I have to see if there are any skills, or if there is anything that needs attention."

Zhou Xianzong said confidently.

He is indeed at the level of a seventh-rank pharmacist, but it is also his first alchemy, and he is still a novice who doesn't understand anything.

After a while, Zhou Xianzong finally finished the alchemy introduction teaching.

Then it began to be refined according to the prescription of the seventh-grade elixir.

The first step is to transform the pill fire with spiritual energy.

The so-called pill fire is different from ordinary flames. Only those who are born with the ability to condense pill fire can become alchemists.

Many people are stopped at the door by this first step.

This is also the reason why alchemists are rare.

There is another way to become a pharmacist, and that is to absorb the strange fire.

But let’s not say that the strange fire only exists in legends, and countless people have never even heard of it.

Even if you see it, you can't get close, otherwise you will be burned to ashes by the strange fire.

People who can subdue different fires are definitely rare.

And the old man Yupei is such a peerless genius, who subdued the cold bone fire.

"go with!"

Zhou Xianzong gave a soft drink.

He slapped out with both palms, and the alchemy fire in his palm roared and poured into the alchemy furnace.

The next moment, he threw all the medicinal materials he needed into the furnace, and began to refine them to remove impurities.

"It's over, I really want to fry the furnace!"

Yingxi's eyelids twitched.

Even someone like her who doesn't know alchemy knows that medicinal materials must be tempered one by one.

Only those with extraordinary talents can temper multiple plants of the same medicinal material at the same time.

It is absolutely unheard of for Zhou Xianzong to temper dozens of different medicinal materials at one time.

The ending is also only the fryer.

Erhu is even ready to rescue him.

But a strange scene happened.

The imaginary frying furnace did not happen, and dozens of medicinal materials were actually under the control of Zhou Xianzong, removing the dross and leaving the essence.

"This, how is this possible, the boss actually succeeded!"

"No way, is this guy a genius at refining medicine? But I've never heard of him doing it before. Could it be that he just dreamed about it and suddenly did it? This is too powerful, right?"

The two were dumbfounded on the spot.

Yingxi even turned into a little girl, this guy is simply a monster.

It doesn't matter if the cultivation talent is so strong, he can also make alchemy.

More importantly, it was a one-time success.

If she didn't know Zhou Xianzong very well, she probably thought that Zhou Xianzong would have been.

The hanging hearts of the two finally fell to the ground.

I saw that under Zhou Xianzong's control, the pill was quickly formed.

"receive!"

Zhou Xianzong gave a soft drink.

There were ten pills in the stove, all of which fell into his hands.

"I thought alchemy was so difficult that so many people couldn't even reach the threshold of entry. I didn't expect it to be so simple."

Zhou Xianzong threw the pill to Yingxi in a lack of interest, which was too boring, and he succeeded in the challenge once.

Can't it be a little more difficult?

Fortunately, he used to think that alchemy was more difficult than ascending to heaven.

Now it seems, but that's all.

The two were dumbfounded when they heard the words, and they didn't know what to say.

Big brother.

You put it here in Versailles.

But they really can't say anything.

After all, they saw Zhou Xianzong refine a seventh-grade elixir from a novice.

"What kind of medicine is this?"

Yingxi asked curiously.

"This is a seventh-rank spirit-gathering elixir. It is a pill that can help monks in the heaven and man realm to quickly improve their cultivation. It is very popular in the Zhou Dynasty. However, due to the high difficulty of refining, the success rate of seventh-rank pharmacists is less than [-]%, and that of sixth-rank pharmacists is only [-]%."

Zhou Xianzong came one by one like a few treasures.

Yingxi smiled and pointed to the alchemy furnace.

"Why don't you refine some more to improve your cultivation at the Pulse Opening Realm?"

"You are now at the pinnacle of the ninth level of the Pulse Opening Realm. What is lacking is precipitation. When the time comes, you will naturally break through."

"oh, I see."

Yingxi stroked her delicate chin.

Just when she wanted Zhou Xianzong to refine other pills, a hurried voice came.

"Senior Brother Zhou, Senior Brother Zhou, something bad happened, something happened."

Hearing this, Zhou Xianzong frowned and looked outside. It was a disciple of Qingyang Sect. He had a vague impression that he usually followed Erhu's ass.

"Let him come in and talk."

Zhou Xianzong gave an order, and with a wave of his hand, he put all the medicinal materials and alchemy furnace into the interspatial ring, and then sat on the grand teacher's chair.

Soon, Erhu walked in with someone.

"In the end what happened?"

Zhou Xianzong asked.

"Senior Brother Zhou, just now the Tyrant Body Sect sent an envoy, saying that they want to use force against the Qingyang Sect, not only that, but also the Wang family."

The disciple said with a trembling voice.

Zhou Xianzong frowned tightly, puzzled.

"Ba Tizong will do something to Qingyangzong."

"Wang... Wang Ba is dead."

The disciple said in a hoarse voice.

"what!"

Zhou Xianzong stood up abruptly.

Wang Ba is dead?

I blanch.

Really, wasn't he brought back by the royal patriarch to heal his injuries?How the hell did he die.

This Nima is too weird.

To be honest, he almost thought he was hallucinating.

Erhu's face was also extremely gloomy, and he didn't expect that Wang Ba was really dead.

Yingxi was slightly startled, at the same time as surprised, she seemed to be cleaning up.

Because after reading the diary, she already knew that Wang Ba would die, but she didn't expect it to be so soon.

"How did Wang Ba die?"

Zhou Xianzong asked the most concerned question.

"That boy Wang Ba was also unlucky. Originally, he lost to Xiao Potian, and it was fine to be seriously injured. However, after the sternum was broken, a sharp bone spur pierced his heart, and he died in the end."

The disciple said everything he knew.

The corner of Zhou Xianzong's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Is it okay to ride a horse?
What crime did Wang Ba commit in his previous life? He was not beaten to death, but in the end he died on his own bones.

No wonder Tyrant Body Sect wants to use force.

Wang Ba's death was something they absolutely couldn't bear. If they could even swallow this, then it wouldn't be Ba Ti sect.

You know, Wang Ba is the future pillar of the Ba Ti Sect and the Wang family, if other people die, it's okay to say, even some compensation is acceptable.

It happened to be Wang Ba who died, this matter would be serious.

"When are they going to do it?"

Zhou Xianzong asked again.

"I didn't say that, but some spies sent back news that it is said that the Tyrant Body Sect has already summoned people, and I believe it will not take long to do it."

The disciple said in a deep voice.

Zhou Xianzong nodded and waved his hand to signal him to step back first.

After the people left, Erhu came over with a dignified expression.

"Boss, what should we do next?"

"What should I do? When the sky falls, there will be someone taller to hold it up. If you listen to the elders' arrangements, it will be over."

Zhou Xianzong quickly regained his composure.

It is true that Ba Tizong wants to attack Qingyangzong, but in the end it really has nothing to do with him.

In the plot, he will not participate in this battle.

On the contrary, he will use this excuse to find a way to get rid of Xiao Potian.

Of course, the ending is naturally a failure.

He's not the protagonist, and things like saving the Qingyang Sect naturally need the protagonist to do it.

"Okay, you can do whatever you want, there's nothing to worry about."

Zhou Xianzong waved his hand.

The two nodded and retreated one after another.

(End of this chapter)