Alchemist Sword Sect

What he wants to verify is the previous exercise, whether the formula is useful anymore...

After half a day, Lu Chen flew back to the restaurant with unwillingness.

The exercises he tried before were all from those continents, but he really couldn’t use them. Although his body and system had become those of this world, he still felt that way. This feeling was that he lived in Liuque Mansion. I felt it during the period.

Now he has come to a conclusion: this world cannot tolerate it.

After Lu Chen sighed, it seemed that he could only practice the techniques of this world and slowly climbed up.

Sitting cross-legged, he practiced in his heart according to the exercises practiced by the former director. The exercise called "Sword Art" is just a secret book of the lower grade, which can only be cultivated to the peak of the demon army.

Slowly, he felt a small amount of demon energy between heaven and earth gathering in his body, slowly drifting into his body, and after a period of time, those demon energy had passed through the specific route of "Sword Art".

He opened his eyes and the meditation ended. In this short period of time, the harvest was so huge. He thought that the original owner of this body was a stupid, and it took him so many years to cultivate to such a level.

In his opinion, if he meditated like this tens of thousands of times, he should be able to break through to the seventh floor of the magic soldier.

How can you turn hundreds of weeks in a day, and you can break through in half a year.

Lu Chen thought so, and once again settled, this time he directly practiced according to that feeling.

Spring goes and autumn comes, and the twelfth lunar month in winter, unknowingly one year has passed.

Only then did Lu Chen slowly open his eyes. During this time, no one disturbed Lu Chen, because he had already given rent to the two women at once when he lived.

"It's been a hundred weeks, yes, the cultivation base has increased a bit." Lu Chen stopped meditating and opened the door.

Now he wants to go outside and see if he can get some magic crystal land. After all, he cannot buy a middle-grade magic weapon with a bad quality magic crystal on his hand. Now he wants to change it. Take advantage of the weapon.

Lu Chen passed by a weapon shop and asked about the prices of these weapons. After asking, they all increased in price. Although a few magic crystals grew, his magic crystals were not brought by the wind.

After careful questioning, he realized that the previous price was actually a year ago, which made him very dazed.

"What kind of cultivation speed is this!" Lu Chen couldn't help cursing in his heart.

If you cultivate at this speed, I'm afraid it won't take a hundred years.

The demon soldier has only one hundred years of life, and now he only has more than sixty years of life. Maybe he hasn't reached the seventh floor even after a cup of loess.

Unless he uses a lot of resources to push it up, Lu Chen has only the few magic crystals on his hand, but he can't use them. These are all used to buy handy weapons. Only by armed to make more money.

Maybe those big guys who can often use magic crystals to cultivate.

In the City Lord’s Mansion, there are no extravagant facilities, just some ordinary courtyards and pavilions.

There were two elderly men sitting in the pavilion, one was Meng Lao who had previously intersected with that Zhou family woman, and the other old man kept squinting his eyes, wearing a white robe on him.

"Brother Zhong Dao, you turned out to be here this time, and Mengmou thought that the news that you left the customs was false..."

"Why, Brother Meng is not welcome to go down?"

"How come, it's just that there have been news that Brother Zhong Dao has left the customs several times before, so Mengmou thinks this is also a fog." Old Meng punched haha.

"Oh! No wonder Brother Meng was so surprised."

"By the way, Brother Dao has already had two Jiazi since the last retreat. Have you already touched the film?" Meng Lao asked.

Actually, he didn't blame him for saying this. A few years ago, he had also retreat for a Jiazi, but in the end he gave up because there was no progress, and took care of Qingyu City wholeheartedly.

The old man surnamed Zhong had been with him for a long time, but since he announced his retreat, he didn’t come out again for more than forty years. At that time, Meng thought he had fallen. After all, his life was there. By all accounts, the old man surnamed Zhong is over 200 years old.

Every time a monk breaks through a great realm, his lifespan can double.

Thinking that the other party had medicine to prolong life, let him relax.

"Difficult, I know what you're thinking, it's okay to tell you, my life is indeed extended." The old man surnamed Zhong seemed to have expected it long ago, and said blankly.

Old Meng's face showed a shameful expression.

"When I was young, I accidentally ate a Wannian Ginseng King, but it could only be extended by more than 20. This time the pass was just to prepare some blessings for future generations and inherit it." The old man named Zhong said to the back The squinted eyes closed.

After a few words, the two of them fell silent for a while, why not Meng Lao, he felt the same way, and in another forty to fifty years, he would be like the old man surnamed Zhong.

"Is this competition still the same place?" Meng Lao interrupted the topic first.

"The old place! It will be held in half a month." The old man surnamed Zhong disappeared instantly after speaking.

"Our first person back then!" Lao Meng exclaimed.

On the second day, many strange faces came into Qingyu City. Although there are usually many strangers in and out of Qingyu City, this time is different.

There was a news from Qingyu City last night that the Dange goalkeeper held a disciple-taking ceremony one month later.

Suddenly the places near Qingyu City were exploded, and those families sent young disciples to Qingyu City one after another, just to climb this big tree.

"Isn't the Dange gate held every ten years? Why is it two years earlier this time?" a young monk said.

"I heard my cousin say that it was because the young disciples of Dangemen had a lot of casualties when they explored a secret realm, and they urgently need to inject fresh blood to replenish the foundation of the sect." said another monk who was a little naive.

"Cut, who believes it, you little horn, you never speak reliably." Another monk murmured beside him.

The real monk that day was blushing at the moment: "Why am I lying to you, my cousin is a disciple of the inner door, he said to me himself."

"I am wrong, I apologize." The monk said with a grin.

At this moment, Lu Chen walked into a pill pavilion, where, as the name suggests, pill medicine, pill prescription and pill furnace.

Lu Chen knew about the news before it reached the outside of Qingyu City. He inquired that the content of this assessment should be the same as before.

It's all alchemy, and whoever makes a good alchemy can enter the gate.

For him, the practice of alchemy is as simple as drinking water, but the only uncertainty is whether he can practice it with his previous methods.

There is still a month left, in order to be able to enter the Nadan Pavilion, he has to make preparations.

Pill furnace is divided into low-grade, middle-grade and top-grade.

The price of the low-grade is not high, but it still cost Lu Chen a hundred magic crystals, which is close to the price of the low-grade magic weapon.

It took dozens of magic crystals to buy a commonly seen pill, and more than a hundred medicinal materials. At this time, there were only a dozen magic crystals on his body, which made him a little bit shy.

Back at the hotel, Lu Chen told them that there was nothing left to disturb him.

He took out the pill furnace, the appearance was very ordinary, put the medicinal materials in according to the pill prescription, and used magic power to ignite the flames. The divine sense controlled the medicinal materials in the pill furnace, and the medicinal materials quickly melted and melted inside. Enclosed by a pool of liquid.

Slowly formed a small Dan, the color is translucent.

His divine consciousness withdrew, he no longer needed to operate at this moment, the next step was to let the smoldering fire slowly burn in it to help it slowly form a finished pill.

The pill he cultivated was called Black Yuan Pill, which was a kind of pill for treating skin injuries. It was easy to use. Besides, his magic crystal could only buy this pill and medicinal materials.

With a tea technique, the fire in the furnace slowly disappeared, and the pill was completed, he opened the furnace.

A shiny finished Dan appeared in front of him.

He clamped it with two fingers, smelled it and it didn't taste much, and ate it in one bite.

After a quarter of an hour, he didn't feel any effect inside, and Lu Chen frowned slightly.

He made the pill again, with the same technique, the same firepower, and the same finished pill, but it was still useless when it was eaten again.

After repeating it more than ten times later, Lu Chen stopped his hand.

He knew that if he followed the previous method, he would not be able to do it.

Later, after changing dozens of techniques, he ended up in failure.

He believed in evil.

It seems that the world has isolated him. To solve this solution, one must integrate into the world, learn their system, and their energy.

Lu Chen smiled bitterly.

"It seems that this can only be done." Lu Chen seemed to have made a certain determination.

As his body shook, the whole person fell.

At this time, Lu Chen had been in a coma for a day and a night, and when he woke up again, his head went blank.

He supported the ground with both hands to keep himself from falling.

Lu Chen patted his head, cheered his head, and carefully stroked what happened before.

Yes, he previously sealed all the knowledge about other continents, which exhausted all his spiritual knowledge, and now he is very weak.

"Fortunately, there are a few pills in the storage bag that can restore a little bit of consciousness." Lu Chen took out a few pills and put them into his mouth, sat down cross-legged, and slowly recovered. It was another day and night.

At this moment, he was full of energy, took out the prescription with his hand, and started to study again.

"I remember that there is a classic book that records a set of basic alchemy techniques, which should be usable." Now he has no memory of those alchemy, and everything can only start from the beginning.

First open the pill furnace, put in some pill, then cover the furnace, and then use the divine sense as the fire to start refining.

This set of methods is a universal method for alchemy in the whole continent, called the "fireless refining method." To be precise, people on this continent do not use fire to make alchemy, but instead use divine consciousness to make alchemy.