Deduct 1 for merit. I am really not a child of luck.

Chapter 147 Lin Mo's talent for alchemy! Dowry or three golds?

The next day at three quarter past noon.

After Lin Mo exhausted all his inner energy countless times, the senior brother from the Alchemy Academy finally stopped and looked at him:
"Yes, in this way, Junior Brother Lin's fire control can be considered as entry-level."

Lin Mo sat cross-legged on the ground, panting. Sweat broke out on his forehead. His face was even paler than yesterday. The corners of his mouth twitched:
“Is this just the beginning?”

Although the process was painful and he was drained dry by the senior brother fifty-three times, the progress was very obvious.

He has gone from being able to only launch rockets in the beginning to being able to put on a live fireworks show later on.

It's not that the power of the spell has increased, but rather the level of application of Dao Fire has been improved.

If he were the current him, facing yesterday's enemy, he might not need to use "Burning Ashes" to defeat the opponent head-on.

And this is just the result of one night of "training".

The eldest brother said seriously:

"The path of alchemy is like a thousand mountains, one mountain higher than the other, and there is no end."

"Junior Brother Lin, please do not underestimate the use of this fire. Although it is the basic skill of alchemy, even if it is just the entry level, ordinary alchemy academy disciples cannot enter the door without a year or two of hard work."

Having said that, he looked at Lin Mo's face and saw a gratified expression:

"Junior Brother Lin, it has only been more than two months since you obtained the strange fire. With such progress, you are truly gifted. It's a pity..."

"It would be great if Junior Brother Lin was from my Dan Academy!"

I’m just good at adding some points… Lin Mo thought to himself.

The two perfect level 1 fire spells actually laid a solid foundation for him.

Moreover, the eldest senior brother is worthy of being the leader among the three generations of disciples in the Alchemy Academy. His understanding of Dao Fire has simply reached the pinnacle.

His casual advice could hit the pain points of Lin Mo's skills and benefit him greatly.

Lin Mo sat on the ground with a weak look on his face, and forced a smile at his senior brother:
"It's all thanks to Senior Brother's guidance, otherwise I wouldn't have made such rapid progress."

The eldest brother shook his head slightly and said:

"My opinion is only part of the reason. Among the three generations of disciples I have taught in the Dan Academy, Junior Brother Lin and Junior Sister Zhuang have the highest level of comprehension."

Zhuang Weiwan shook his head and denied:
"In terms of understanding of Dao Fire, I am not as good as Junior Brother Lin."

Hearing the two people's flattery, Lin Mo couldn't help but blush. Do you want to take a look at my understanding on the panel before you speak?

Zhuang Weiwan picked up a Qi-boosting pill and walked to his side, saying, "Junior Brother Lin, it's time to take the medicine!"

Lin Mo's eyelids twitched when he saw the Qi-enhancing Pill. Would it come again?

The eldest brother couldn't help laughing when he saw him like this:
"Let's stop here today. After seeing Junior Brother Lin's innate magical power, I am satisfied."

Lin Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief. After being squeezed dry eighty times in two consecutive days, who could understand how it felt! ?
The eldest brother turned his right hand, and a bronze ring appeared in his palm. Then, somehow, the ring fell into Lin Mo's hands.

The latter looked at the ring in his hand in a daze, and then heard the senior brother continue to say:

"Since Junior Brother Lin is going out to explore the secret realm, it is naturally inappropriate for him to carry all those large and small bags. This storage ring will be given to Junior Brother as a gift for opening his residence."

Is this the storage ring?
Lin Mo blinked and was once again shocked by the extravagance of the Alchemy Academy.

In fact, on the first day he came here, he saw the storage ring he had been dreaming about at a stall outside the Spiritual Cultivation Valley, but he only asked the price and never dared to look at it again.

The value of a storage ring is definitely not lower than the price of a top-grade spell, and the selling price is at least a low-grade spirit stone starting from four digits.

He was silent for a moment, but still returned the ring:

"Big Brother, this is still too precious. No merit, no reward!"

I gave him two bags of Danyuan’s specialty black wolfberry or something, and he accepted it.

However, as he had been running missions in the sect for several days in a row, he naturally knew how difficult it was to earn a thousand low-grade spirit stones.

And did he really lose out by rehearsing for a whole night?
On the contrary, Lin Mo benefited a lot from the guidance of the senior brother.

There is also a limit to personal relationships.

When the eldest senior brother saw Lin Mo like this, a trace of relief appeared on his face.

What a good junior brother! He is nothing like those fools in the Alchemy Academy who only know how to make pills and copy recipes every day and have no idea about the ways of the world.

If I give this storage ring to a junior brother in the Alchemy Academy, he will most likely accept it without hesitation, and may even complain that it is too small and cannot hold many materials.

The eldest brother shook his head, sighed in his heart, and then said with a smile:

"Since you follow Junior Sister Zhuang in calling me Senior Brother, how can I, as your Senior Brother, not express my appreciation?"

After saying this, he glanced meaningfully at Zhuang Weiwan, who was helping him take medicine. The latter was confused and didn't have any special reaction.

But Lin Mo was a little confused. Does he treat me as his master's son-in-law?
He looked down at the bronze ring in his hand. Was this a "bride price" or one of the "three golds"?
Finally, under the insistence of the senior brother, Lin Mo was reluctant to refuse the kindness and accepted the storage ring.

A few minutes later, after taking the Qi-boosting pill, Lin Mo finally felt his body recover a little. He stood up and sent his senior brother out of his cave.

"No need to send more."

The eldest brother smiled and waved his hands, then put his hands behind his back. The air around him began to tremble slightly, and the hem of his clothes fluttered in the wind.

Suddenly, a stream of air gathered under him and dragged him into the air.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from their sight.

Lin Mo looked at his senior brother flying away with envy in his eyes.

Most cultivators in the foundation-building stage have no problem floating in the air, but they cannot fly with the wind.

A small number of cultivators with wood spiritual roots can learn wind-controlling magic to fly, but due to their limited true energy, they cannot fly for a long time and their speed is average.

Only the cultivators in the Jindan stage have strong true essence and can practice various flying spells such as escape light, and fly freely in the sky, which is fascinating.

At any rate, it’s better than the roller-type teleportation array!
Lin Mo complained about the teleportation array in his mind again, then turned around and met Zhuang Weiwan's eyes.

The latter handed over several bottles of pills in his hand and said:

"Junior Brother Lin, hurry up and eat these pills. You have been depleted of your vital energy these past two days, so you need to replenish your blood and qi." Lin Mo was not allowed to refuse, and a handful of pills were stuffed into his mouth. As soon as they entered his stomach, the pills dissolved on their own and merged into the meridians and dantian in his body. Immediately, a warm feeling came from his abdomen...

"Hoo~!"

After Lin Mo closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing for a while, he opened his eyes again and really felt much better. Even his complexion became a little rosier.

Zhuang Weiwan looked at him with a gentle smile and said, "Junior Brother Lin, are you feeling better?"

"Uh-huh."

"That's good. You can meditate and regulate your breathing later. After you completely refine these pills, you should be able to fully recover before evening."

She said, looking at him with fiery eyes.

No, are you coming?

Lin Mo secretly said something bad and said quickly:

"I will leave for the Huiling Academy this afternoon. If I don't have Senior Sister Zhuang's elixir, I don't know what to do."

Hearing this, Zhuang Weiwan's expression showed a hint of obvious disappointment.

To be honest, she still has many ideas and thoughts about the wonderful uses of the Lihuo Divine Power, and she wants Lin Mo to try them all.

For alchemists, Lin Mo's ability to control fire is almost fatally attractive.

Practicing a magical power is equivalent to practicing countless fire-controlling secrets. Who doesn’t want to possess such a magical power?
It's a pity that Lin Mo is not an alchemist, so he naturally cannot stay in the alchemy room all day like the disciples of the Alchemy Academy. He must go down the mountain to gain experience.

And for most combat practitioners, the first time going down the mountain for training is extremely important.

This is not only the first time for freshmen to step out of the sect’s comfort zone and come into contact with the real Lingxu world, but also a chance for them to practice and test their cultivation results in an environment that is quite dangerous.

Especially in the era of great cultivation, some panel-based and game-like settings within the sect will make disciples subconsciously have the illusion that there is no danger in this world.

The fact is just the opposite. Every year, the number of disciples who die in the thirty Taoist temples in Qinzhou while exploring secret realms is at least several hundred.

Compared with the annual enrollment of less than 10,000 students, this ratio is not small.

The sooner you go down the mountain, the faster you can adapt to the Lingxu world.

So Zhuang Weiwan naturally couldn't stop Lin Mo from going down the mountain. After thinking for a moment, she took out a few bottles of pills from her storage ring and said:
"Junior Brother Lin, since you are going out, you should take these pills with you in case of emergency."

Lin Mo looked at the bottles and jars in his hands. He also prepared some healing pills, energy-boosting pills and the like, but their quality was definitely not as good as those made by Zhuang Weiwan himself.

He was moved and decided, Senior Sister Zhuang, I will let you squeeze me dry a few more times when I come back!

……

……

The main hall of Lingdan Peak, the dean's office.

The short old man in a gray robe stood by the window, looking at an invisible mountain in the distance, and asked:

"Confirmed?"

The eldest brother sitting on the chair hummed and said:

"It is confirmed without a doubt. It should be the [Fire Separation Divine Ability] that the teacher mentioned."

Dean Dan shook his head and said regretfully, "That's a pity. It seems that this kid is not destined for me."

If this word gets out, it will definitely shock a lot of people.

It's such a pity that the dean of Dan Academy can't even accept a disciple.

"Not necessarily!"

Suddenly, the eldest brother raised his eyebrows and said so.

Dean Dan looked at his extremely smart head, frowned and said:
"I advise you not to have any evil thoughts. That old man is not easy to mess with. Besides, since that kid has inherited that lineage, he naturally looks down on my lineage."

The eldest brother smiled mysteriously:
"Teacher, if I can't be your disciple, what about others? I remember that you treated Junior Sister Zhuang like your own daughter..."

Dean Dan was stunned: "You mean..."

The eldest brother smiled and said:
"From my test today, Junior Brother Lin is indeed extremely talented in the field of Dan Huo. Some of his wonderful ideas even surprised me. Such talents must be captured."

"If I can't choose a major, I should be able to choose a minor, right?"

"Besides, teacher, didn't you say that there is actually more than one successor in that lineage?"

"As long as Junior Brother Lin Mo is not the successor to the Peak Master, it may not be impossible for him to join our Lingdan Peak in the future."

Dean Dan stroked his chin and said thoughtfully, "It seems... it really works?"

At this point, he seemed to recall something, and said in a somewhat unhappy tone:
"Back then, I begged that old man to teach me the [Fire Separation Divine Power], but he refused to agree. He said that even though I didn't have the five elements spiritual roots, how could I be worthy of learning his secret method? He also said that the path of alchemy was a minor path and I was not even worthy of carrying their shoes..."

He became more and more excited as he spoke, and then he snorted:
"This time, I will personally snatch his disciple away, and then use his lineage's magical powers to make an elixir for me!"

The eldest senior brother laughed and said, "Compared to alchemy, Junior Brother Lin also has a very high emotional intelligence. If he enters our Danfeng, I think he can be trained as the next eldest senior brother who will be the third generation disciple."

"Why?!" The old man's rebellious mentality came up and he raised his eyebrows and said, "His disciple comes to be the boss here?"

But the senior brother at the seat did not indulge his teacher at all. He pointed at the piles of documents on the table and said excitedly:

"Then you come! Then you come!"

Looking at the two strands of hair on his apprentice's head, the old man suddenly calmed down, hummed a few times, but was speechless.

The eldest brother sighed helplessly, looked at the teacher who looked like a naughty boy, and then looked at the endless documents to be processed and research reports to be written every day...

This family is still too difficult!
He shook his head and asked again: "Teacher, what was the name of that lineage you mentioned just now?"

The old man looked at him and said, "Didn't I tell you to do it? Beep, beep, beep!"

Several question marks appeared on the eldest brother's bald head: "Ah?"

(End of this chapter)