Alchemy & Martial Supreme

The old man nodded and announced:

"After the assessment is over, you three teenagers will pass. As long as you become alchemists, I will officially accept you as registered disciples."

The other teenagers who weren't selected were very disappointed, but there was no way. Since the Great Alchemist had said so, they had to leave disappointed.

At the same time, they were amazed at Qin Ming's position in the mind of the Great Alchemist. It looked like an apprentice or a friend.

There is even a faint feeling in their hearts, that Qin Ming is more like a master of the old.

It's just that this idea is too funny, and it will be forgotten in an instant.

"Master Xie Qin!" The three selected teenagers were overwhelmed and thanked.

Qin Ming waved his hand and said, "You don't need to thank me, I'm just seeking truth from facts!"

After thinking about it, Qin Ming encouraged: "Learning alchemy is not afraid of slowness or wasting Lingzhi.

I'm afraid that I don't care about alchemy and don't love alchemy. As long as you have a sincere heart, I believe you can reach the realm of great alchemy. "

In the gratitude of the three young people, Qin Ming left the door of the old man's alchemy room and went to his own alchemy room next to him.

In order to allow Qin Mingduo and the young man to study, Father Qin arranged their two bedrooms, exercise room, and alchemy room close to each other.

Entering his alchemy room and looking at the densely packed Lingzhi where the Lingzhi blooms, Qin Ming took a deep breath and began to refine jelly beans.

The consumption of this jelly bean is not comparable to other medicines.

As far as sister Qin Qing is concerned, she can eat 50 pills a day, not to mention that there is a whole sect disciple who needs jelly beans, and Qin Ming feels a little tired to think about it.

However, in order for the disciples of the sect to grow up faster, let them get tired if they are tired.

They were all harboring blood and deep hatred, and each of them worked very hard, and Qin Ming was secretly moved by seeing them. As their masters, why not do their best for them?

"Huh..." With a sigh of relief, Qin Ming officially began to refine alchemy.

"Pill God's body, refine!"

A purple flame rose from mid-air, and a plant of spirits danced out of thin air, and when they encountered the purple flame, they quickly turned into liquid.

Then they collided with each other, and under the control of Qin Ming Fajue, they turned into nine-patterned pills.

With a wave of Qin Ming's hand, the jade bottle he had prepared for a long time appeared in front of him, caught the pill, and put it in one by one.

In this way, Qin Ming kept making alchemy all the time.

There were fewer and fewer spiritual plants, and fewer and fewer jade bottles in front of Qin Ming.

In the end, Qin Ming prepared a few jade bottles, and these pills were placed directly on the table, one by one, covering the entire table.

"Finally finished!" Chang sighed, Qin Ming lay on the ground, not wanting to move.

"Qin Ming, are you there?" Qing Lao's voice came from outside the door.

"Here! Come in directly!" Qin Ming shouted.

"Squeak!" The door of the alchemy room was pushed open, and Old Man Qing strode in.

He was a little worried about Qin Ming, and he was afraid that Qin Ming would mess around like yesterday, so he came to take a look.

"This is?" Looking at the pill on the table, Qing Lao's expression changed.

The table is full of perfect pills, I'm afraid there are thousands of pills!

These are all refined by Qin Ming?

Seeing Qin Ming lying on the ground, he couldn't help but looked nervous and hurriedly walked over.

"Qin Ming, are you all right!" Qing Lao asked with concern.

Qin Ming waved his hand tiredly and said, "I'm fine, but I have done too much alchemy at one time, and I am a little tired!"