Emperor of Nine Suns

Among the two, the shock in the heart of the man in black was even greater. Since he was a child, he has been hailed as an unrivaled genius among pharmacists. He started to refine medicine at the age of five, successfully refined his first elixir at the age of seven, and successfully advanced to the rank of "junior pharmacist" at the age of thirteen. And in the short few years that followed, he was rapidly promoted again and again, making him a famous "senior pharmacist" before he was thirty years old.

What's more, he is now the pinnacle senior pharmacist, and he is preparing to challenge for a higher title of pharmacist!

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After more than 20 years of refining medicine, the success rate of the rare medicines he refined is less than 50%, but what is the success rate of this novice who has been refining medicine for 45 days? **become!

Thinking of this, a look of despair suddenly appeared on the face of the man in black. What a peerless genius, what a stunning talent, what a pharmacist new star, in front of this young man named Chu Chen, has completely become a joke!

There are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky!

The unprecedented frustration caused the man in black to lose all his vigor and pride. Some silently cupped their hands, without saying a word, they stood up from the white futon, turned and left.

Came to challenge aggressively, hoping to win the beauty's heart, but in the end, a joke was really played out. This scene made him feel sad. He finally understood what kind of helplessness that sentence "Comparing people to others, you die, and goods compare to goods" represents a kind of helplessness.

"Senior Brother Zhang..."

Seeing the man in black leaving the scene sadly, the man in white froze for a moment. The pharmacist commented that it is extremely impolite to leave the venue halfway. Medicine practitioners regard themselves as saints, and they should have the bearing of saints. Even if you are speechless after being refuted by others, you can only leave the field after the discussion is completely over. After all, your skills are not as good as others, and you have nothing to say. (Baidu search update is the fastest and most stable)

But when he saw the unprecedented frustration on his face, the man in white sighed, but didn't know what he should say, shook his head, but felt that there was no point in staying any longer, so he waved his hand helplessly. Like the man in black, he turned and left without saying a word.

This visit is already a complete shame and throws it home!

call!

As the hurricane roared, two huge spirit beasts flew into the sky flapping their cast-iron wings, and disappeared from the sky in a blink of an eye. Seeing this scene, Chu Chen behind him breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hehe, today is thanks to you."

Looking at the expression on Chu Chen's face that gradually stretched,

Elder Lingxin smiled slightly. In the cold eyes, there was a trace of tenderness, which disappeared in an instant. She nodded: "These days, because of today's scene, you have been exhausted. In these few days, you should take a good rest."

"Well, elder, then I'll go first."

Chu Chen saluted. He was really tired these days, so he turned around and left without saying anything.

When the familiar word "elder" came to his ears, Lingxin's body trembled undetectably. This is a very subtle feeling. Just now, the man in front of me gently called her "Xin'er" with a gentle expression on his face, but when it was all over, he returned to his somewhat respectful, polite and somewhat polite attitude. Strange "elder".

His demeanor, tone, emotion, and complexion all changed so quickly and so naturally, so natural that it even made Lingxin feel a little uncomfortable, and a trace of anger rose unconsciously in his heart.

Did the play become so indifferent again?

I actually have some nostalgia for the title "Xin'er"?

Uh... what's wrong with me, do I really have any unreasonable thoughts about this disciple?

Lingxin subconsciously patted his head, and felt a slight wry smile for such an abrupt thought that suddenly popped up in his mind.

I really didn't expect this little guy to be so amazing. I have made up my mind that in this life I will give up everything wholeheartedly to pursue the supreme avenue of medicine, but I was shaken by such a little guy.

After leaving the ancient temple of refining medicine, Chu Chen returned to his small courtyard as quickly as possible, and he didn't let out a long breath until he lay on the bed he was familiar with. Getting along with Elder Lingxin in the past few days has really tested his character to the extreme.

On the one hand, the various intimate actions he made with her caused many thoughts to arise in his heart involuntarily, and his thoughts abounded. On the other hand, seeing her indifferent face without any expression, I feel that I am far away from her.

After the mission is over, she is still his elder, and he is still her disciple. There shouldn't be any fantasies.

Sighing slightly, Chu Chen slowly calmed down and closed his eyes.

Well, after Hǎode rested**, Chu Chen began to concentrate on practicing. As the day of the battle with him drew closer, Chu Chen's sense of urgency continued to grow.

Although with his current strength, there is basically no pressure against opponents in the spirit water realm, even senior disciples at the seventh and eighth level of spirit water are vulnerable in front of him. From this point of view, even Yao Jinghai, who met the ten great consummations of Lingshui, should have the strength to fight.

But even so, Chu Chen didn't relax at all.

Yao Jinghai is different from others, he is a talent of the heavens, with a solid accumulation, his own combat power can not be measured by the realm, others dare not say, to deal with other ordinary disciples of the tenth level of spiritual water, I am afraid that Yao Jinghai Jinghai basically didn't need much effort.

In this way, Chu Chen has no chance of winning at all!

So the most important thing right now is to practice desperately, and try to break through to a higher level in the remaining month or so, so as to increase your chances of winning.

The elixir for cultivation has already been prepared. At this time, Chu Chen calmed down, and while running the "Spirit Devouring Art", countless black spiritual threads protruded from the body, and began to greedily absorb the surrounding spiritual energy.

Immediately, the spiritual energy roared all over the sky, and a torrent of rich spiritual energy rolled in, and submerged into his body in a mighty way, and then passed through the circulation of the four limbs, the seven meridians and the eight meridians, and after running for several big circles, it submerged into the depths of the dantian , began to slowly condense the third drop of ink-black "spiritual water" embryo.

The Sùdù he practiced is still very fast. A mighty torrent of spiritual power poured into the dantian, and the Sùdù visible to the naked eye was continuously compressed and condensed. From gaseous "spiritual energy" to 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 group of "spiritual energy" as big as a small mountain is completely compressed, it can only be condensed into "spiritual water" the size of a grain of rice. The polishing, warming, and cultivation of succulents are extremely time-consuming.