Mecha Star Wars

Lin Fan took his first alchemy class alone.

Wu Yi and Guan Ying had already chosen their own Taoist methods when they became apprentices. One took the path of specializing in ice magic, and the other chose the future of a fire-based weapon refiner.

They all have higher-level teaching methods taught by their master, and there is no need to waste time going to the main peak to listen to downgraded ordinary lectures.

In the world of immortality, cultivation is everything.

Only by reaching the state of Qi training as soon as possible can we truly gain a foothold in this fertile soil and have more time and opportunities to dabble in more.

Moreover, the two have special spiritual roots, and the sect’s requirements for them are higher than those for ordinary cultivators. Not to mention that yesterday, Lin Fan gave everyone another unexpected "surprise", which made Wu Yi and Guan Ying feel even more stressed.

"The big classes we are taking now, in addition to the history of immortality, are the physical training class and the martial arts class." Wu Yi spoke to Lin Fanzhuo outside the door of Wu Dao Hall with some reluctance, unwilling to say goodbye. "Although my master looks slovenly and crazy, he is actually a very nice person to get along with. Although he is a bit fierce when teaching, he does not restrict my activities too much. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to find opportunities to come to the cafeteria. Looking for you."

Guan Ying nodded: "Maybe it's because we are no longer children. We have self-control and the ability to learn independently. The masters see it in their eyes, so they don't have too many restrictions. My master looks serious, but he teaches schoolwork She was so gentle at the time that it is still difficult for me to associate her with the image of wielding a sledgehammer.”

An image instantly appeared in Lin Fan's mind.

Elder Yanyun, who spoke little and was gentle, stood in front of the blazing kiln. He took off one sleeve and used his lean muscular arm to pick up a sledgehammer and hit it hard. Sparks suddenly flew from the red-hot iron... Well, indeed. It's a bit fragmented. It belongs to the hanging willow tree that Lin Daiyu uprooted.

"However," Wu Yi smiled again, "according to their request to get us closer to you, I estimate that we may have more free time in the future. Maybe we can take a few more big courses." Anyway, we have to learn other Taoist knowledge in the future, it’s only a matter of time.”

"Then it depends on what Master says." Guan Ying is not as fond of daydreams as Wu Yi, "Anyway, I am quite satisfied to be like this now, to meet you often and exchange ideas. Next, I mainly want to Focus on cultivation and make breakthroughs as soon as possible.”

"Yeah, me too." Wu Yi nodded fiercely, "Then let's all work hard!"

Wu Yi stretched his hand forward, still thinking of using the previous method of cheering.

After waiting for a while and no one responding, I remembered that Lin Fan was no longer his original temperament. Just as he was about to take his hand back, Guan Ying put her hand on her. In Wu Yi's eyes, she thought of their hidden mission - to use their actions to soften Lin Fan's character.

After being apart for so long, I almost forgot about it just thinking about cultivation every day!

In the eyes of the two of them looking forward to and insisting, Lin Fan still put his hand up.

"Come on, come on, come on!" Wu Yi laughed loudly.

There were many disciples walking towards the Monument Hall around, and they were all attracted by her voice to look over here.

Wu Yi, however, waved goodbye to Lin Fan without any care. He and Guan Ying walked away without knowing what they were talking about, giggling all the way.

The serious and solemn atmosphere in front of the Monodao Hall seemed to be broken by her laughter, becoming soft and warm, like the light shining on the clouds...

When Lin Fan entered, the front was already full of people. She didn't choose, just found a futon next to her and sat down cross-legged.

This Taoist hall is much larger than the outer classroom, more like a small synagogue.

White stone walls and floors make the space look empty and clean. Two rows of tall white jade pillars support the ceiling. When I looked up, as expected, there were paintings of clouds and flying sky.

The ground was almost full of disciples, and Lin Fan could only see a dark patch of the back of his head. I don’t know how they can keep their buns neatly arranged without any mess. Unlike her, no matter how tightly the ball is tied up, it will still come loose when her hands are released.

I was originally worried that with so many heads blocked in front, it would be a problem whether I could see the teacher. And from such a long distance, how can the people behind hear clearly?

As a result, when the class bell finished, a familiar figure walked up to the high platform step by step from the back hall and sat cross-legged above. When Lin Fan could even see the fallen leaves on the soles of her shoes, the yellow jade screen placed in the middle of the white jade pillars also Made a sound.

"My name is Jingchen." On the high platform, the woman in a peach-pink gauze robe glanced down, locked onto Lin Fan at a glance, and smiled at her, "I will teach this alchemy lesson."

The originally quiet disciples in the audience suddenly started buzzing with discussion.

Lin Fan also took out the guide Su Ze gave him that morning and opened a comparison...

No, isn’t Teacher Alchemy an old man? Gender male, gray hair and long beard, person...

Look at Master Jingchen on the high platform again. Isn't she the female elder who first jumped out to look for trouble in the meeting hall yesterday?

It's no wonder that the disciples are restless. How can the sect elders see people easily? How many disciples have struggled to find opportunities to perform in front of the elders, but now they come to attend big classes in person? How is this any different from a university professor going to teach first-grade children? Killing a chicken with a knife!

Master Jingchen, a top alchemy master, although his cultivation level is still a little short of being distracted, the Nascent Soul Perfection is only a matter of one kick!

Compared to her slightly inferior cultivation, what is more talked about is her alchemy attainments. In the entire world of Po'nu, there are only a handful of people who are more powerful than Zhenren Jingchen in the process of refining elixirs and medicines.

Those who are better at making pills than her are not as good as her, and those who are better than her are not as good at making pills as her, and they have to ask her for medicine instead!

She is definitely the master of pills standing at the top of the world of immortal cultivation!

Now, such an extremely powerful person is sitting on a high platform, talking about the basics of alchemy...

Although many disciples present have heard it before, and even know it by heart, no one dares to speak. They all sit upright, pay attention, listen hard, and think carefully, fearing that if they are not careful, they will miss the key points given by the master.

Master Jingchen is impatient, and Lin Fan thought that she also taught in this style. Unexpectedly, she was contrary to the impression she left on her yesterday, and she talked about it in a leisurely manner, so that Lin Fan, who knew nothing about pills, quickly understood the core principles of alchemy.

The extraction and high-temperature refining of drugs into pills is another form of pharmaceutical reaction, isn't it?

Of course, Lin Fan's rough understanding of pharmacy still comes from the encyclopedia that he had memorized at the beginning.

And these modern knowledge, which she didn't know much about, were actually integrated into her mind under Jingchen's ancient and charming explanation, and as a result, she seemed to have a deeper understanding of the originally superficial basic knowledge of elixirs.

Elixirs are actually not complicated.

You can recognize medicinal materials, know the elixir formula, and have a thorough understanding of the reaction principle. Finally, through countless experiments, you can master the subtle control of the elixir fire on the state variables of the drug.

These things are simple to say, but each one takes a lot of time to accumulate.

Lin Fan listened carefully with his own advantages. The people on the stage saw that Lin Fan listened carefully and was also very happy.

The one and a half hour class time had passed long ago, and the bell ringer was holding the bronze bell next to him and didn't dare to move.

Master Jingchen is not a good-tempered person. It's rare for her to be so happy. Who dares to disturb her?

Suddenly, the door of the Taoist hall was pushed open by someone. The door hit the walls on both sides, and two "bang bang" sounds interrupted Jingchen's endless words.

"Is it over?!" An arrogant male voice came through the hall. "You're taking up my class time!"

The bell ringer, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately struck the bronze bell.

"Ding!"

A tall man in black tights appeared at the entrance of the Taoist hall, looked over the heads of the disciples on the ground, and grinned at Lin Fan.

"Let's go, boys, to the martial arts class!"