Chapter 127: The third drop of spiritual water

Among the two, the shock in the heart of the black man in particular was even greater. Since he was a child, he has been hailed as an inexhaustible genius among pharmacists. He started to refine medicine at the age of five, and successfully refined the first pill at the age of seven, and successfully advanced to the "junior pharmacist" at the age of 13. And in the next few years, he rose rapidly, making him less than 30 years old, and he has become a famous "senior pharmacist".

Even more, he is now the pinnacle of senior pharmacist, and he is ready to attack the higher pharmacist title!

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After refining medicine for more than 20 years, the success rate of the refined pill is less than 50%, but what is the success rate of this 45-day rookie? to make!

When I thought of this, a look of frustration suddenly appeared on the face of the man in black. What a peerless genius, what a surprise, what a new pharmacist star, in front of this young man named Chu Chen, completely turned into a joke!

There are people outside, there are heaven outside!

The unprecedented sense of frustration caused the black man to lose all his spirit and pride. Some silently arched their hands, without saying a word, stood up from the white futon, turned and left.

He came to challenge the scene aggressively, hoping to win the hearts of the beautiful woman, but in the end, he actually performed a joke. This scene made him feel sad. He finally understood what kind of helplessness the phrase "people have to die than people, and shop around" represents what kind of helplessness.

"Brother Zhang..."

Seeing the man in black leave with a sad face, the man in white was taken aback. The pharmacist said that leaving the scene halfway is an extremely rude behavior. The medicine person regards himself as a saint, and he should have the attitude of a saint. Even if it is refuted dumb, he must leave the field after the discussion is completely over. After all, the skills are not as good as people, and there is nothing to say. (Baidu search update is the fastest and most stable)

But when he saw his unprecedented frustration, the white-clothed man sighed, but he didn't want to say anything by himself. He shook his head, but felt that there was no point in staying any longer, and waved his hand helplessly. Like the man in black, he turned and left without saying a word.

This visit was completely embarrassing and left home!

call!

The hurricane roared, and two huge spirit beasts flapped their steel-cast iron wings and rose into the air. In a blink of an eye, they disappeared from the sky. After seeing this scene, Chu Chen sighed with relief.

"Hehe, today, thanks to you."

Seeing Chu Chen's face gradually stretched out, the elder Lingxin smiled slightly. There was a trace of tenderness in the cold eyes, which disappeared in an instant. She nodded: "These days, for today's scene, it makes you tired. These days, you will have a good rest."

"Well, elder, then I will go first."

Chu Chen saluted him, but he was really tired these few days, and he didn't say much, so he turned and left.

When the familiar word "elder" came into my ears, Lingxin's body trembled slightly. This is a very subtle feeling. Just now, the man in front of him still called her "Xin'er" with a gentle face, but when all this was over, he recovered that was somewhat respectful and somewhat polite. Unfamiliar "elders".

His expression, tone, emotion, and expression changed so quickly and so naturally, so naturally that even Lingxin felt a little uncomfortable, and a trace of anger unconsciously rose in his heart.

After the play is over, does it become so cold again?

I have some nostalgia for the name "Xiner"?

Uh...what's wrong with me, do you really have any doubts about this disciple?

Lingxin patted his head subconsciously, and felt a wry smile for such a sudden thought that suddenly appeared in his mind.

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

After leaving the ancient temple for refining medicine, Chu Chen returned to his small courtyard with the fastest Sùdù, and only let out a long sigh of relief when he lay down on what he knew. The relationship with the elder Lingxin these days really tested his character.

On the one hand, the various intimate actions he did with her caused him to have many thoughts involuntarily in his heart. On the other hand, seeing her indifferent and expressionless face, but felt that she was far away from her.

After the mission, she was still his elder and he was still her disciple. There shouldn't be any thoughts.

With a slight sigh, Chu Chen slowly calmed down and closed his eyes.

After Hoode had rested, Chu Chen began to concentrate on cultivating. The day of the battle with each other was getting closer, and Chu Chen's sense of urgency continued to increase.

Although based on his current strength, there is basically no pressure to deal with the opponents of the Lingshui Realm, even the senior disciple of the Lingshui Sevenfold Eightfold is not able to withstand a blow in front of him. From this point of view, even Yao Jinghai, who had encountered Lingshui's Ten Great Consummation, should have the power to fight.

But despite this, Chu Chen didn't relax at all.

Yao Jinghai is different from others. He is a talented person with strong accumulation. His own combat power cannot be measured by realm at all. The others dare not say that they can deal with other ordinary Lingshui ten-fold disciples. I am afraid Yao Jinghai basically didn't need much effort. UU reading www.uukａnshu.com

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

So the most important thing at the moment is to practice desperately, and strive to break through to a higher realm with all strength in the remaining month or so, and increase your chances of winning.

The pill for cultivation had already been prepared. At this time, Chu Chen calmed down, and when he was running the "Spirit Devouring Art", countless black spiritual lines came out of his body and began to greedily **** the surrounding spiritual energy.

Suddenly, the aura roared all over the sky, and a torrent of rich aura rolled in, immersed in his body, and then passed through the circulation of the limbs, hundreds of limbs, seven meridians and eight meridians, and after a few great weeks, he sank into the depths of the Dantian , Began to slowly condense the third drop of "Lingshui" embryo.

His Sùdù is still very fast. A torrent of mighty spiritual power poured into the dantian, continuously compressed and condensed with the naked eye Sùdù. From the gaseous "spiritual energy" to the 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 mass of "spiritual energy" as large as a small mountain peak is completely compressed, it can only be condensed into "spiritual water" the size of rice grains. The polishing, warming, and cultivation of the worms are extremely time-consuming.