The system is making a fuss, and the skills are automatically cultivated

Seeing the hole on the ground, Old Chen opened his mouth wide, his eyes full of shock.

"How... How is it possible!"

"It actually worked!"

Qin Yu retracted his sword finger and asked with a smile:

"Old Chen, I came here this time to select books on alchemy."

"Please tell me, Old Chen, which floor are the books on alchemy?"

Old Chen seemed to have not come back to his senses, and murmured:

"Fourth floor."

Qin Yu looked at the shocked Old Chen, shook his head, and then took out a bag of not-so-good spiritual tea from his arms, put it next to Old Chen's rocking chair, and turned and walked into the Sutra Library.

Until Qin Yu's figure disappeared, Old Chen came back to his senses, looked in the direction of the Sutra Library, and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"Sixth Prince, is he a genius in swordsmanship?"

After thinking for a moment, Old Chen shook his head:

"Late bloomer! Late bloomer!"

Then, seeing the tea bag next to the rocking chair, he sat down again with a smile, and continued to close his eyes and bask in the sun.

At this time, Qin Yu, who entered the Sutra Library, quickly walked to the fourth floor.

After walking around the fourth floor for a while, he found the books on alchemy.

"The True Method of Alchemy."

"This seems to be the most basic and popular book on alchemy."

"Okay, let's read this first."

Qin Yu took the book down and went downstairs.

When he walked out of the Sutra Library, Chen Lao, who was lying on the recliner, suddenly opened his eyes.

The happy expression on his face was immediately retracted after he saw the book in Qin Yu's hand.

"Hmm? Sixth Prince."

"Is this... a book on alchemy in your hand?"

Qin Yu nodded.

Old Chen sat up again, pinching his short beard, and said to Qin Yu seriously:

"Your Highness, please allow me to talk too much."

"You are extremely talented in swordsmanship."

"But the art of alchemy takes a long time to learn."

"I don't recommend you to get involved in this way, but concentrate on practicing swordsmanship."

"If your Highness's swordsmanship talent is wasted because of this, it will be a shock to the Qin Dynasty!"

Qin Yu smiled slightly:

"Don't worry, Old Chen, I know what to do."

Watching Qin Yu leave without listening to the dissuasion, Old Chen opened his mouth and then sighed.

"Forget it, when I see your Highness the Sixth Prince next time, I will definitely persuade him!"

...

Qin Yu returned to the house, closed the door, sat at the table, and opened the heavy "Alchemy Sutra".

He read it all day, until the sun was dim and about to fall at night, and then he roughly finished reading it.

Rubbing his sore eyes, Qin Yu began to close his eyes and recall.

However, at this moment, there was no impression of the book that he had just read through.

Qin Yu sighed softly:

"Sure enough, I don't have any talent for alchemy?"

At this moment, the system's prompt sounded in his ears for the first time in a long time!

"The Alchemy Sutra was afraid that you would forget it, so you made a fuss. After practicing hard, you successfully broke through to the realm of 'minor success'."

Hearing the words in his mind, Qin Yu raised the corner of his mouth.

Then, the vast knowledge of alchemy poured into his mind.

After a while, Qin Yu opened his eyes.

Although he didn't understand the basic knowledge in the book deeply, he had memorized it thoroughly!

Now, he has taken a step towards the final step!

"Huh!"

"Next, go buy some pills and come back to try alchemy!"

After Qin Yu finished speaking, he stood up and walked out of the courtyard.

This time he still had to go to the market, but not to a place as conspicuous as the Doushen Field, so he didn't need to disguise himself.

In the night, Qin Yu, dressed in a green dress, came to the market again.

Without the small wooden carts selling food, the market was a little quiet at night.

Qin Yu turned around and found a neat herbal medicine shop according to his memory of coming here with Qin Ying a few days ago.

Its name is Lingyaoshan.

The herbal medicine shop is not big, but the herbs inside are neatly arranged.

As Qin Yu walked into the small shop, the only old man in the shop walked towards Qin Yu.

The old man was close to his waist, with a kind face and a simple and neat robe.

He walked to Qin Yu with a smile, bowed his hands, and asked:

"Young Master, are you here to buy elixirs in our Spiritual Medicine Mountain?"

Qin Yu nodded to the old man, and then said with a smile:

"Senior, I am here to buy medicinal materials, not spiritual medicine."

Hearing this, the old man was instantly surprised, stroking his beard and looking at Qin Yu up and down:

"Buying medicinal materials?"

"Young Master is so young, could he be an alchemist?"

You know, alchemists are extremely rare, and most of them are not young.

Because if you want to become an alchemist, you must not only remember tens of thousands of medicinal materials, but also have a deep understanding of pharmacology, and the talent requirements are also extremely high.

If an ordinary person wants to become an alchemist, it is impossible to get started easily in ten or half a decade.

And Qin Yu is only about sixteen or seventeen years old, I'm afraid he is not an alchemist.

While thinking, the old man quickly looked at Qin Yu's exquisite robes.

"Look at the exquisite fabric of his robe, it must be worth a lot of money."

"Could it be that there is an alchemist in the family?"

Although it is difficult to get into the profession of alchemist, it is something that everyone aspires to do.

Not for anything else.

Because of the terrifying silver-absorbing ability of the alchemist!

A few medicinal herbs worth only a few hundred silver coins, once refined into elixirs, the value will more than double tenfold!

Seeing the unusual robe on Qin Yu, the old man immediately had this guess.

Qin Yu did not answer the old man's question, but directly said:

"I want to refine fifteen kinds of medicinal herbs."

"Tianhong fruit, red gold snake, ground vine grass..."

Qin Yu quickly reported the names of the medicinal herbs. The old man frowned, and then said in surprise:

"Is this the material for refining the 'Huiling Pill'?"

Qin Yu did not have much expression on his face, and said softly:

"Senior, just go and get the medicinal herbs."

"Remember, ten portions of each medicinal herb."

The old man turned around and picked medicinal herbs around after hearing this.

After a while, two bundles of medicinal herbs were placed in front of Qin Yu.

Looking at the eye-catching medicinal herbs in front of him, Qin Yu thought for a while and said:

"I'd like to trouble you, senior, to wrap them up with black cloth for me."

The old man nodded with a smile.

After the medicinal herbs were handed over to Qin Yu, the old man said:

"Sir, it's a total of four hundred silver coins."

Qin Yu nodded after hearing this, took out four hundred silver coins from his arms, and handed them to the old man.

Then, Qin Yu remembered something and asked:

"Senior."

"Do you have a pill furnace?"

The old man was stunned, and then hurriedly said:

"Yes, of course I do!"

"What style do you want?"

Qin Yu said:

"How many silver coins are the cheapest?"

The old man smiled and stretched out four fingers:

"Four thousand silver coins."

Hearing this, Qin Yu was silent for a moment, and then shook his head gently:

"Forget it, no need."