The Three Worlds

"Refining alchemy? Do you deserve it? To be honest with you, a fourth-grade alchemist is rubbish in my eyes!"

Su Chen's eyes revealed a scornful edge.

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

Everyone looked at Su Chen as if they were looking at a madman.

"What? A fourth-grade alchemist is rubbish?"

"What a shameless talk! What a shameless talk!"

"Where did this bedbug come from? It's so ridiculous that it's looking for death!"

"You little beast, shut up! Kneel down and apologize to Master Qian!"

Everyone's eyes showed overwhelming anger.

I wish I could take action immediately and kill Su Chen here.

"Boy, you are dead, no one can save you this time!"

Yan Laizi's voice was cold, and when it came out, there was a hint of murderous intent.

In the lobby, murderous intent flashed.

Many people began to plan to kill Su Chen to vent their anger on Master Qian.

"Su Chen, hurry up, admit your mistake and apologize to Master Qian!"

Yu Wuguang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, pulling Su Chen to admit his mistake.

But who would have expected that Su Chen just waved his hand lightly, and a gentle breeze immediately blew by, stopping Yu Wuguang.

"Uncle Yu, believe me!"

Su Chen still held the pearl of wisdom in his hands and said softly.

"this……"

Yu Wuguang was stunned and glanced at Su Chen doubtfully.

Just now, for some reason, he couldn't resist the power of Su Chen's wave of his hand.

You know, I am a master of half-step Yinxuan.

This happens.

Could it be that Su Chen is a strong man who has surpassed half a step of Yinxuan realm?

Thinking of this, Yu Wuguang's mind roared, and he couldn't help but shake his head.

This is really ridiculous.

How old is Su Chen?

How could he be the supreme power that surpassed even half a step of Yinxuan?

Yu Wuguang suppressed the thoughts in his heart, and his eyes focused on Su Chen.

At this time, Su Chen had already stood up.

"In my eyes, you are not qualified to be called an 'alchemist' at all, because you don't know what alchemy is, you are just a puppet!"

Although Su Chen's voice was low, when it came out, it was like a sharp sword, piercing into Master Qian's mind.

"A real alchemist will try to figure out the elixir, improve the elixir, or even create the elixir. But what about you? Besides bragging, what else will you do?"

"What a load of rubbish! You are a load of rubbish!"

Master Qian's eyes were full of anger, he stared at Su Chen and shouted.

"How can we allow a yellow-haired brat like you to blaspheme the inheritance of alchemy!"

"Blasphemy? You are wrong, I was just telling the truth!"

Su Chen shook his head and said quietly.

"Hmph... I am a dignified fourth-grade alchemist. You ignorant kid has no right to talk about alchemy in front of me."

Master Qian took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and after reacting, started to fight back.

"You are wrong again. There is a hierarchy of learning, and those who can master it are the teachers. If you are as arrogant and arrogant as you are, you will always be a fourth-grade alchemist in this life!"

Su Chen said with a playful look on his lips.

"Shut up, you brat with no hair at all, how can you call someone who has mastered you a teacher?"

Master Qian had a look of irritation on his face and hummed.

"Qualifications? Of course you have this!"

Su Chen was not angry and chuckled lightly.

I saw that he raised his hand and took out a pill.

"This is a pulse-opening pill. There are more than a thousand prescriptions for this pill. I can tell you all of them."

"The first recipe of elixir, three coins of Wuxincao, one Beifengguo, one or two Qiuxinju..."

"The second recipe for elixir, six qian of white bark incense, one foot of light fire vine, one piece of Huilong fruit..."

"The third recipe of elixir, one tael of lotus taro, three taels of Tianxin mud, three qian of mercury grass..."

"The fourth recipe..."

Su Chen spoke slowly, without stopping, and said more than twenty kinds of elixirs at once.

Judging from its appearance, it is very smooth and does not look like making up nonsense.

Everyone was stunned.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, half an hour passed.

Su Chen was still chanting softly.

"Part 998 of the elixir, one penny for listening to the words, one tael of aquamarine, three taels of cream tea..."

"Chapter 999: Pill recipe, two ounces of Wulingcao, three ounces of white water smoke, one ounce of deer antlers..."

"The Thousandth Pill Recipe..."

All around, there was silence.

Only Su Chen's faint voice echoed.

The rain was dull and I was dumbfounded.

Shen Lan looked at this scene and was shocked.

The surrounding warriors looked even more incredulous, including Master Qian, whose eyes were also full of astonishment.

Most of the thousands of pill prescriptions that Su Chen talked about, he had never heard of, but after careful consideration, he found that they were all in line with pharmacology and could be used to refine the pulse-opening pill.

This is simply beyond imagination.

"Could it be...could he be able to create a pill recipe?"

Master Qian seemed to have thought of something, his mind roared, and his face changed wildly.

But soon, he rejected his idea.

After all, creating an alchemy recipe is too shocking.

Unless you are the Alchemist who has reached the top of the continent, no one can easily create an alchemy recipe.

"The 1009th chapter of the elixir recipe, Golden Dragon Grass, Baoyuan Teng, three liang of white-skinned leaves, can also be used to refine the pulse-opening elixir."

Su Chen paused, then waved his hand and crushed the pulse-opening pill in his hand.

"Master Qian, I'm tired of talking, it's time for you to speak!"

As Su Chen's voice came out, a gust of wind blew, bringing with it a burst of medicinal fragrance, blowing towards Master Qian.

"Master Qian, how many kinds of spiritual medicines are contained in this wind?"

Su Chen asked with a faint smile on his face.

"This... this..."

Master Qian's face was extremely ugly, and he couldn't answer at all.

"Tsk tsk... this kind of alchemy attainment is really unworthy of being a fourth-grade alchemist."

Su Chen said with a flash of contempt on his face.

"You... you yellow-haired boy, don't be arrogant, don't think that you can show off in front of me just because you memorized some alchemy formulas from somewhere!"

Master Qian's face was pale and trembling. When he raised his head, he glared at Su Chen fiercely.

"You are wrong again. Just now, the alchemy formulas I mentioned were all created by me. May I ask Master Qian, is what I, Su Chen, said the law?"

Su Chen's eyes turned cold, and his voice fell, directly in Master Qian's mind, setting off a thunderous roar.

What?

He created it?

How... how is this possible?

Master Qian trembled all over, stepped back several steps, and shook his head.

"No... fake, this must be fake..."

Master Qian's eyes were full of anger, and he shouted.

"Boy, everything you said is fake, and none of it can be taken seriously!"

"Oh... it can't be taken seriously, so how can it be true?"

Su Chen showed a teasing smile on his face.

"Do you dare to compete with me? Let's identify the spiritual medicine together?"

Master Qian calmed down and said.

He was absolutely sure that he could beat the opponent in identifying spiritual medicine.

You know, he has been immersed in the way of alchemy for eighty years, and he has come into contact with countless spiritual medicines. He can definitely beat this yellow-mouthed boy in front of him.