Killing the Heaven with One's Body

The host took the pill that Zhao Meng threw over and looked at it again and again. Finally, he looked at Zhao Meng and said:

"First-grade Qi Condensation Pill, intermediate, qualified"

When Shui Wuhen heard the words "intermediate" and "qualified", he collapsed to the ground like a deflated balloon.

Not only was the opponent's rhythm not disrupted by me, but he has now become a first-level pill melting master. It will be even more difficult to attack him in the future! !

After the host announced that he had passed, he respectfully handed Zhao Meng a first-level Alchemy Master badge. Zhao Meng didn't say anything more and walked out with Lin Xi.

Shui Wuhen, who was lying on the ground, almost collapsed at this time, looking at Zhao Meng's figure leaving gracefully: "I won't let you go, you damn weirdo"

Lin Xi: "Young Master Zhao is truly the most talented and hardworking person I have ever seen. In less than a year, he has gone from knowing nothing at the beginning to becoming a first-class pill melting master. If I tell my father about this, he won't believe it."

Zhao Meng: "Miss Lin, you are too kind. I don't have any talent. I am born dull, so I can only try a few more times and work harder than others. Miss Lin is very smart. With a little guidance, it won't be a problem for her to become a first-level pill melting master."

In this way, the two returned to Leng Si's medicine shop. Leng Si saw them coming back and didn't say much. Zhao Meng also walked directly to the counter and took out the medicine collection again, while tidying up the messy table on the counter.

Seeing the two of them like this, Lin Xi said, "Mr. Zhao, are you unhappy as a first-level elixir master?"

Zhao Meng: "I am very happy"

Lin Xi: "Then why don't you tell Uncle Yang?"

Zhao Meng: "Uncle Yang should know"

Lin Xi was puzzled by Zhao Meng's words, so he walked to the medicine garden: "Uncle Yang, do you know the results of Mr. Zhao's test?"

Leng Si: "Isn't it just a first-level pill melting master? I'm a third-level master, but I don't show off on the streets."

Lin Xi looked at these two people. She seemed to understand why Zhao Meng did not choose the previous ones, but chose Uncle Yang, who she said was "a bit weird".

The two of them seem to be really suitable for each other.

Lin Xi: "Mr. Zhao, have you ever heard of the banquet for the alchemists in Yaodu?"

Zhao Meng: "Feast? Is it food?"

Lin Xi also chuckled when he heard Zhao Meng say this. He sometimes felt that Zhao Meng was extremely smart, especially in battle, but he was like a fool in life.

Lin Xi: "The feast is not about food, it is a competition that only Dan-melting Masters are allowed to participate in. The rewards every year are extremely generous."

Zhao Meng: "The rewards are rich, and the difficulty should be high. What exactly does it do?"

Lin Xi: "It's mainly a pill melting competition. In this process, all the pill melters of various levels from Yaodu and other places in the Realm of the Gods will gather in a certain venue and compete. As long as they can stay in the end, they will be ranked according to the number and grade of the pills they melted."

Zhao Meng: "Wouldn't that be a huge fight? It would be a mess, wouldn't it?"

Lin Xi: "That's why it's called a feast. Those who can stay and win under such circumstances are all people with first-class skills and Dan Rong level."

Zhao Meng was also a little surprised after hearing this, but this was quite suitable for him. Isn't this the situation he faced all the way during his escape? It's just that he needs to add the Rong Dan into it now, which is a bit difficult. However, he should be able to try it with more training.

Zhao Meng: "When will it be held?"

Lin Xi: "Calculating the time, it should be about two months."

Zhao Meng: “Two months?”

Leng Si: "You guys are free, come and help me water the plants."

Zhao Meng, who was still making subsequent plans, was directly pulled over by Leng Si to work. Finally, when the sun set, Zhao Meng finished a day of watering, weeding and other chores. Zhao Meng felt that his waist was not his own. Just as he was about to leave,

Leng Si: "Come and water the plants at night."

After saying that, he turned around and left

When Zhao Meng heard the word "watering", he immediately wanted to ask: "What kind of water should be watered at night?"

Suddenly, as if realizing something, the whole person became excited

"Yes, Uncle Yang."

Then he ran back happily.

When Zhao Meng came back in the evening, he was extremely excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood. Leng Si looked at him and said, "Is it necessary for you to be so happy just to water it?"

After saying that, he handed the bucket to Zhao Meng, who immediately took the bucket and started watering the plants like an eggplant hit by frost.

Zhao Meng: “Is it really watering?”

Leng Si: "Why, you don't want to? What do you want to do?"

Zhao Meng: "Yes, yes."

Zhao Meng also picked up a bucket and started watering the medicine garden. Leng Si, who was lying on a recliner nearby, suddenly said, "What is the key to ensuring victory in the Alchemist Banquet?"

Zhao Meng stopped when he heard Leng Si's question. Leng Si immediately urged him, "Don't stop."

Zhao Meng was also thinking while watering the plants. He must be strong, and he must also be able to melt pills.

Zhao Meng: "If you can stay here and bring out a high-grade elixir."

Leng Si: "You are such a blockhead. How do you water the herb garden? You don't even know how to water it. Look at you walking unsteadily with your hands not steady. You water so much here and so little there. I will either be stepped on to death or drowned by you. Sooner or later, my treasure will be ruined by you."

After saying that, he snatched the watering can from Zhao Meng's hand and walked over. Zhao Meng looked at Leng Si. Although he was holding the bucket in one hand, his steps were still very steady, and he sprinkled the water on the herbs very evenly. Zhao Meng looked at Leng Si's actions, and suddenly seemed to understand something. Zhao Meng also laughed. Hearing Zhao Meng's laughter, Leng Si turned around and stared at Zhao Meng fiercely.

"What are you laughing at? You're disturbing my herbs by being so loud."

Zhao Meng immediately suppressed his laughter and looked at Leng Si

Leng Si: "What are you looking at? Water the plants."

He threw the bucket to Zhao Meng again, then yawned and left, leaving behind a sentence.

Leng Si: "You are not allowed to go back to sleep until you finish watering."

Zhao Meng also looked at Leng Si with gratitude. It turned out that he was really watering the plants. Hahaha!

Listening to Zhao Meng who was still grinning foolishly behind him, Leng Si's expression was no longer so cold and stern, but became more gentle.

In this way, Zhao Meng gradually understood the fundamental points of the so-called Alchemist Feast, and spent more time watering the medicine garden and conducting Alchemy training in the hall!

After all, the final evaluation of the competition will still depend on the number and quality of the molten pills. Zhao Meng also heard Leng Si mention that although this is a feast for the molten pill masters in Yaodu, the competition is limited to those below level three molten pill masters. It is estimated that more young people will participate, so the difference in level will not be too big. This is also specially set to make the competition more exciting and suspenseful...