The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

After entering the tent with the Qingyu Valley sign, Matthew was brought to an old man.

"Uncle Zhu, this person wants to join me by refining alchemy. Please give me a test," the Qingyu Valley disciple said respectfully to the old man.

"I understand, go ahead." The old man surnamed Zhu responded with a slight nod of his head.

This old man is not particularly old, he looks about sixty years old. He has a big rosacea nose and two gray beards hanging from the corners of his mouth. He looks a little funny.

After the disciple exited the tent, the old man surnamed Zhu glanced at Matthew and said, "What kind of elixir can you refine? What's the rate of elixir success?"

"Returning to the seniors, the juniors can currently only refine the Bigu Pill and the Qi-Nourishing Pill, and the success rate of the pills is about 50%." Matthew said with his hand.

"Fifty percent! Young people, don't talk nonsense. I am 150 years old this year, and the success rate of these two pills is only 70%. You, a child with a yellow mouth, actually opened your mouth and it was 50%. If you wait for the test, it will be 50%." If you waste herbs, I will definitely beat you out!" Upon hearing Matthew's words, the old man surnamed Zhu raised his eyebrows and said in a sharp voice.

"You'll know after you try it." Matthew smiled lightly.

We have already reached this point. If we don't show some real skills, I'm afraid it will be difficult to join Qingyu Valley.

"Okay! Everyone in the tent, get out!"

The old man surnamed Zhu also lost his temper. After blowing the people out of the tent, he took out two portions of medicinal herbs and threw them on the ground.

The two herbs are for refining the Bigu Pill and the Qi-Nourishing Pill respectively.

Matthew picked up the herbs on the ground, checked them, and then took out his alchemy furnace. He ignored the old man named Zhu beside him and started working on his own.

The process of refining the elixir was very smooth. In less than an hour, Matthew had refined all two herbs into elixirs.

When Matthew was refining alchemy, the old man surnamed Zhu kept staring at him.

His originally somewhat angry eyes disappeared without a trace after Matthew successfully refined a batch of Bigu Pills.

When Matthew successfully refined the Qi-nourishing Pill, the eyes of the old man surnamed Zhu were filled with relief.

"What's the name of the little guy?" After Matthew handed the two refined elixirs to the old man named Zhu, the old man asked with a smile as if his face changed.

"Boy Matthew, are you satisfied with my skills?" Matthew replied with his hands in hand.

"Yes, yes. With such accomplishments at such a young age, Qingyu Valley has chosen a good candidate." The old man surnamed Zhu changed his previous domineering look and looked at Matthew as if he were a treasure.

Matthew was a little embarrassed by the other party's look, and said hurriedly: "I wonder if you can pass your test?"

"Passed, please record your information in this token." The old man surnamed Zhu took out a cyan wooden token and handed it to Matthew and said.

Without thinking much, Matthew logged some simple information about himself into the token.

After returning the token to the old man surnamed Zhu, Matthew didn't know what to do next and could only stand aside.

The old man surnamed Zhu called a disciple, handed the token to him, and ordered him to go back quickly.

When the disciple saw that the old man surnamed Zhu took out a cyan token, he was obviously stunned for a moment and couldn't help but take another look at Matthew.

In the end, the old man surnamed Zhu glared at him, and then he ran away dejectedly.

"Matthew, when someone asks you whose disciple you want to be, just say you want to be my disciple, remember?" After the disciple left, the old man surnamed Zhu turned to Matthew and said.

"You...you want to accept me as your disciple?" Matthew asked after being stunned for a moment.

"I am the only alchemy wizard in Qingyu Valley for hundreds of years. Isn't it qualified to be your master?" The old man surnamed Zhu said with a straight face when he saw that Matthew did not agree immediately.

"I'm sorry, this junior doesn't know anything about Qingyu Valley. He hesitated just now because he was too surprised. Naturally, he is willing to join the senior's sect."

Matthew knew that if he rejected this person, there would definitely be a lot of trouble in the door in the future, so he agreed immediately.

Although this was somewhat different from what he had expected, having a cheap master as a back-up would make things easier in Qingyu Valley in the future.

"Okay, I don't like complicated things by nature, so I don't need to do the apprenticeship ceremony. My name is Zhu Que, you can just call me Mr. Zhu." After seeing Matthew agree, the old man surnamed Zhu stroked his mustache with satisfaction. said.

"Meet Mr. Zhu." Matthew bowed and saluted.

"I have never accepted a disciple in my life. You are the first and you should be the last. Follow me and you will not suffer any loss. This is a Poria Pill, treat it as a apprenticeship ceremony." With that, Zhu The old man took out a small wooden box from his storage bag and handed it to Matthew.

After taking the wooden box and opening it in front of Zhu Que, Matthew looked at the white and green elixir lying in the box with some confusion.

"Mr. Zhu, what does this Poria Pill do?" Matthew scratched his head and asked.

He had never heard of this name, so naturally he didn't know its purpose.

"Didn't the person who taught you alchemy mention the famous Poria Pill? This Poria Pill is the weakened version of the Poria Pill. I improved it on my own based on the Poria Pill." Seeing Matthew's confused look. , Zhu Que also said with some surprise.

"No one taught me how to make alchemy. I just figured it out myself." Matthew shook his head.

There was no deception in his words. Even if Zhu Que stared at him, he didn't panic at all.

"I have already achieved such an achievement by thinking about it myself. I, Zhu Que, have really found a treasure." Upon hearing Matthew's words, Zhu Que suddenly became overjoyed.

Then, he explained Fuling Pill to Matthew.

"Fuling Pill is an ancient elixir. After taking it, the mana in the body can be compressed by at least three times. However, this process is very painful. Generally, those who take Fuling Pill are those who have been unable to break through the bottleneck. However, some of the materials needed to refine Fuling Pill have long been extinct. I spent decades studying the recipe of Fuling Pill, and finally found several alternative spiritual medicines to refine Fuling Pill. The effect is naturally not as strong as Fuling Pill, but it can also compress the mana by half."

When he said the last sentence, Zhu Que's face was full of arrogance.

He was indeed qualified to do so. Improving the ancient pill formula and refining a substitute pill was not something that ordinary alchemists could do.

After listening to Zhu Que's words, Matthew had a deeper understanding of the cheap master in front of him.

"Master Zhu is indeed worthy of being a rare alchemy genius in Qingyu Valley for a hundred years." Matthew's words were not all compliments, but indeed a sigh from the heart.

"Follow me carefully in the future, I guarantee you will learn real skills." After being praised by Matthew, Zhu Que's face became more and more proud.

He did have the capital to be proud.