Practice starts with skill points

Dongshan is a low mountain located in the east of Tianyang City. Strictly speaking, it is a volcano. There is no grass growing on it, and it smells of sulfur all year round. It has never been liked by the residents of Tianyang City until Baicaotang moved in.

After Yin Daoyan came here, he discovered the advantages of Dongshan, and then transformed it into Baicaotang's alchemy place.

After Zhong Lin finished his training, he felt the growth of blood in his body, and he came to Dongshan under the guidance of Deng Yunsheng.

"If you are not used to it, you can wear a mask. Because of the volcano, there is no grass growing here, and the air is filled with the smell of sulfur. If it weren't for the ability to draw the earth fire to make alchemy, no one would like to stay here." Deng Yunsheng explained.

Zhong Lin waved his hand and said, "It's okay. I'm not that spoiled. Go in!"

The entire Dongshan was built into a small city. The city was gray and looked very depressing. The temperature was extremely high and the defense was extremely tight. After all, the third-grade elixir produced here was basically supplied to major forces. If it was leaked to the outside, it could basically become the bottom box in the auction.

Walking on it, the surrounding environment was mainly composed of rocks, and the color was gray-brown. Except for some transplanted greenery, the rest was full of desolation.

Walking along the way, the busy apprentices bowed and saluted wherever they passed.

Not long after, the two came to a huge mountain belly. As soon as they walked in, a heat wave hit them, but then a cold wind came, and the alternation of cold and hot condensed into wind.

Zhong Lin looked at the environment in front of him curiously, and then he was amazed by the uncanny workmanship of nature.

The cave in front of me turned out to be a place where yin and yang intersect and Tai Chi rotates.

On the left is the rolling magma, like the lava of hell, and on the right is an underground river, the river water is black and cold to the touch.

Thus, one yin and one yang, one fire and one water, meet here, forming a unique place for alchemy.

In the open space at the center of the fusion of water and fire, a huge alchemy furnace stands on it.

Surrounded by spiritual energy, the alchemy energy is diffused.

Zhong Lin is not a novice in alchemy. Seeing such a scene, he was surprised and said: "Such a strange place is indeed a treasure land for alchemy. With water and fire quenching and dissolving impurities, even if the refining method is rough, it can refine top-grade elixirs."

"Zhong Lin?"

A familiar voice sounded next to him, and Zhong Lin raised his eyebrows. The person who came was Jing Yan.

Zhong Lin ignored him, but turned to Deng Yunsheng and asked, "Does Dongshan still allow outsiders to come in?"

Jing Yan instantly became furious. He didn't know why, but every time he met Zhong Lin, he felt like he couldn't control his anger.

"Hmph! I'm an alchemist. Elder Yin allowed me to make pills here. What are you doing here?" Jing Yan said coldly.

"I'm inspecting my own property."

Jing Yan's breathing became faster when he heard this, and his temples were throbbing slightly.

"Hello, sir, hello, Manager Deng."

An old man with a naked upper body walked out of the cave next to him. The old man's hair and beard were all white, but his face was very ruddy, especially his exposed upper body was full of tendons.

He looked like he was in his fifties or sixties, but his tendons were not comparable to those of young people, forming an extreme sense of contrast.

Deng Yunsheng also hurriedly introduced, "Sir, this is Xue Gang, the third-grade alchemist of our Baicaotang."

This name is really appropriate, and it is indeed "tough".

Zhong Lin bowed and said, "Zhong Lin, meet Master Xue."

"You are too polite, I have been waiting for a long time."

"Excuse me, Master Xue, when do we start?"

"No hurry, can you make a furnace of Red Blood Pill for me to see? I also want to see what kind of genius is it that can become a second-grade alchemist from scratch in two days?"

Xue Gang looked directly at Zhong Lin, his face showing no disbelief.

In his opinion, alchemists are sacred and there is no shortcut to them. Which alchemist has not experienced thousands of hardships? It is impossible for someone to achieve such an achievement in just two days, and one grade a day, why don't you go to heaven?

Deng Yunsheng's face changed drastically, and his expression was cold: "Xue Gang, you are so bold."

Zhong Lin raised his hand to stop him, without any anger on his face, and smiled and said, "It's okay, Master Xue can watch if he wants to, and I hope Master Xue can teach me."

"Please."

An apprentice had already brought up the materials for refining Red Blood Pill.

Jing Yan also heard the gunpowder between the two, but he didn't know the cause and effect, but he understood one thing, Zhong Lin can refine the red blood pill, and he is also a second-grade alchemist.

For a moment, Jing Yan was surprised and doubtful, but more of it was suspicion.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

He always thought that he was unlucky not to be accepted as a direct disciple by Elder Yin, just because he met Elder Yin a little later than Zhong Lin, otherwise he would be the direct disciple.

In terms of martial arts cultivation, he is a sixth-grade Qi and blood realm, and if he hadn't been obsessed with alchemy, his cultivation would have been higher.

In terms of talent, he is still a second-grade alchemist. A seventeen-year-old second-grade alchemist is a genius no matter where he is.

Zhong Lin is just a lucky guy, how can he compare with himself.

But now...

"Impossible. Before he met Elder Yin, Zhong Lin was just a hunter in the mountains. He had never even touched elixirs. How could he be proficient in alchemy? It must be fake. He was just creating a persona for the outside world. Yes, it must be like this."

"No wonder Master Xue doesn't like him. Although I have little contact with Master Xue, I also know that he has a fiery temper and regards elixirs as his life. He can't tolerate any sand in his eyes. Zhong Lin's deception must make him unhappy."

While thinking, Zhong Lin had already come to the elixir furnace. The hot magma steam rushed in his face, carrying a strong smell of sulfur, making it difficult for Zhong Lin to breathe. But at the same time, Zhong Lin could also feel that the flame in the magma was definitely not comparable to charcoal fire. Using such a flame to temper medicinal materials can greatly reduce the loss of medicinal properties.

There is also a switch control for the ground fire under the elixir furnace. The size of the flame can be controlled by gently turning the lever.

Start a fire and put in medicinal materials.

Zhong Lin's movements were orderly, and the whole process was filled with a different rhythm, giving people a sense of calmness, as if everything was under control.

Jing Yan's eyes widened, his mind filled with disbelief.

He felt a tremor in his heart from the moment Zhong Lin put in the first batch of herbs. He didn't even need to see if the herbs he put in were correct or if the timing was right. Just by looking at his master-like demeanor, he knew that this was not something an ordinary alchemist could do.

"How could this be? How is it possible? I don't believe it. Isn't he a rural hunter? Why does he have such an alchemy technique?"