Emperor of Nine Suns
Chapter 127: The third drop of spiritual water
Among the two, the shock in the heart of the black man in particular was even greater. Since he was a child, he has been hailed as an inexperienced genius among pharmacists. He started to refine medicine at the age of five, successfully refined the first pill at the age of seven, and successfully advanced to the "junior pharmacist" at the age of 13. And in the following few short years, he rose rapidly, making him less than 30 years old, and he has become a famous "senior pharmacist".
Even more, he is now the pinnacle senior pharmacist, and he is ready to start to attack the higher pharmacist title!
After more than 20 years of refining medicine, the success rate of the refined medicine pill is less than 50%, but what is the success rate of this forty-five days of refining medicine? Eighty to ninety percent!
At the thought of this, a look of frustration suddenly appeared on the face of the man in black. What a peerless genius, what a surprise, what a new pharmacist star, in front of this young man named Chu Chen, completely turned into a joke!
There are people outside, there are days outside the sky!
The unprecedented sense of frustration caused the black man to lose all his spirit and pride. Some silently arched their hands, without saying a word, stood up from the white futon, turned and left.
He came to challenge the scene aggressively, hoping to win the hearts of the beautiful woman, but in the end, he actually performed a joke. This scene made him feel sad. He finally understood what kind of helplessness the phrase "people have to die than people, and shop around" represents what kind of helplessness.
"Brother Zhang..."
Seeing the man in black leave with a sad face, the man in white was stunned. The pharmacist said that it is extremely impolite to leave halfway. The medicine person regards himself as a saint, and he should have the attitude of a saint. Even if it is refuted dumb, he must leave the field after the discussion is completely over. After all, the skills are not as good as people, and there is nothing to say.
But when he saw his unprecedented frustration, the white-clothed man sighed, but he didn't know what he should say. He shook his head, but felt that there was no point in staying any longer, and waved his hand helplessly. Like the black man, he turned and left without saying a word.
This visit was completely embarrassing and left home!
call!
The hurricane roared, and two huge spirit beasts flapped their steel-cast iron wings and rose into the air. In a blink of an eye, they disappeared from the sky. Seeing this scene behind Chu Chen, he was slightly relieved.
"Hehe, today, thanks to you."
Seeing Chu Chen's face gradually stretched out, Elder Lingxin smiled slightly. There was a trace of tenderness in the cold eyes, which disappeared in an instant. She nodded: "These days, for today's scene, it makes you tired. These days, you should take a good rest."
"Well, elder, then I will go first."
Chu Chen saluted him, but he was really tired these few days, and he turned around and left without saying anything.
When the familiar word "elder" came into my ears, Lingxin's body trembled slightly. This is a very subtle feeling. Just now, the man in front of him called her "Xin'er" with a gentle face, but when all this was over, he recovered that was somewhat respectful and somewhat polite. Unfamiliar "elders".
His expression, his tone, his emotions, and his complexion changed so quickly and so naturally, so naturally that even Lingxin felt a little uncomfortable, and a trace of anger unconsciously rose in his heart.
After the play, does it become so cold again?
I actually miss the title "Xin'er"?
Uh...what's wrong with me, do you really have any wrong thoughts about this disciple?
Lingxin patted his head subconsciously, and felt a wry smile for such a sudden thought that suddenly appeared in his mind.
I really didn't expect this little guy to be so good. I had made up my mind that I would give up everything in my life to pursue the supreme path of pharmacology, but was shaken by such a little guy.
After leaving the ancient temple for refining medicine, Chu Chen returned to his small courtyard as quickly as possible, and only let out a long sigh of relief until he lay on a bed he was familiar with. The relationship with the elder Lingxin these days has really tested his character.
On the one hand, the various intimate actions he did with her caused him to have many thoughts involuntarily in his heart, and he was full of thoughts. On the other hand, seeing her indifferent and expressionless face, but feeling that she is far away from her.
After the mission, she was still his elder and he was still her disciple. There shouldn't be any thoughts.
With a slight sigh, Chu Chen slowly calmed down and closed his eyes.
After a good night's rest, Chu Chen began to concentrate on cultivation. The day of the engagement with the big brother was getting closer, and the sense of urgency in Chu Chen's heart continued to increase.
Although based on his current strength, there is basically no pressure to deal with the opponents of the Lingshui Realm, even the senior disciple of the Lingshui Sevenfold Eightfold is not able to withstand a blow before him. From this point of view, even Yao Jinghai, who had encountered Lingshui's Ten Great Consummation, should have the power to fight.
But despite this, Chu Chen didn't relax at all.
Yao Jinghai is different from others. He is a talented person with strong accumulation. His own combat power cannot be measured by realm at all. Others dare not say that he can deal with other ordinary Lingshui ten-fold disciples. I am afraid Yao Jinghai basically didn't need much effort.
Calculated like this ~lightnovelpub.net~ Now Chu Chen has no chance of winning!
So the most important thing at the moment is to cultivate desperately, and strive to break through to a higher level with all my strength in the remaining month or so, and increase your chances of winning.
The pill for cultivation had already been prepared. At this time, Chu Chen calmed down, and when he was running the "Spirit Devouring Art", countless black spiritual lines protruded from his body and began to greedily **** the aura around him.
Suddenly, the aura roared all over the sky, and a torrent of rich aura rolled in, immersed in his body, and then passed through the circulation of the limbs, hundreds of limbs, seven meridians, and eight meridians. , Began to slowly condense the third drop of ink-black "Lingshui" embryo.
His cultivation speed is still very fast. A torrent of mighty spiritual power poured into the dantian, continuously compressing and condensing at a speed visible to the naked eye. From the gaseous "spiritual energy" to the liquid "spiritual water".
This process is extremely long for ordinary people. There is a huge gap between the spiritual energy period and the spiritual water period. Generally speaking, if a mass of "spiritual energy" as large as a small mountain peak is completely compressed, it can only be condensed into "spiritual water" the size of a grain of rice. The polishing, warming, and cultivation of the worms are extremely time-consuming.