After I left home, I became invincible

"Is this... the alchemy area? Someone blew up the furnace?"

Lu Jing was extremely surprised. "I heard that although the scale of this competition is not large, all the participants are geniuses. How could someone explode?"

"This is a fatal mistake in alchemy!"

Lin He also nodded and sighed: "If this is a furnace explosion, it should be the last one, right?"

Chen Feng shook his head, "Not necessarily."

He chuckled as if he had thought of something, "Maybe some people just need to blow up the furnace to refine the elixir."

After these words were spoken, Lu Jing and Lin He couldn't help but look over, their faces full of surprise.

"There are people like this in the world? This is impossible, right?"

"The furnace needs to be blown up to make the elixir... Doesn't that mean it has to be blown up every day?"

"Brother Chen, are you kidding me?"

Chen Feng didn't continue talking, but just smiled. However, he couldn't help thinking in his heart, when you are suppressed by Mu Linlin in the future, you will know that there are always people better than you.

The next moment, the curve of his mouth became wider and wider, and his eyebrows were dancing with joy.

In his previous life, he could only be a spectator watching geniuses fight each other and envying the scenery on the stage. But in this life, he also wants to become a genius on the stage.

Moreover, you have to be the most dazzling one.

An incense stick of time passed by unknowingly.

Master Mo withdrew his gaze from the alchemy competition and said calmly, "Come on, continue."

"For this third round, I will give you the same recipe. It contains nine kinds of spiritual herbs. Each one can be replaced with another, and some can even replace more than one..."

"This time, I'll give you three incense sticks of time. If you can come up with an alternative elixir, you'll earn ten points."

"Finally, the ranking will be based on the points."

After a pause, Master Mo looked at the equipment on Chen Feng's platform again, and said with a smile: "Of course, I will also give you these nine kinds of spiritual medicine."

After these words were spoken, the three of them looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

This third round of assessment is more difficult than the first two rounds combined.

To find alternative elixirs in the elixir recipe, one must not only understand the medicinal properties of various elixirs, but also not ignore the properties of the elixir, and the two must complement each other.

This may not be that difficult for an entry-level alchemist.

But for an alchemy apprentice who has never actually made an elixir, it is almost as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Even Chen Feng began to concentrate.

He looked at the recipe given by Master Mo, then at the nine magical herbs, and began to analyze them continuously using the medicine pestle, pounding stick, and talismans.

All the theories on elixirs accumulated in his previous life, including the experience of helping Mu Linlin, surged in his mind.

Soon, beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

Lu Jing and Lin He were already sweating profusely.

The three of them were fighting when a black-robed figure came over from Master Mo's side. He was a majestic old man.

Master Mo bowed slightly, "With the elder."

The old man in black robes was He Chengkun, one of the three elders of the Alchemy Association. He glanced at the three of them, and finally his gaze fell on Chen Feng. He frowned and said, "This kid has persisted until here?"

Master Mo was silent for a moment, "He is a person with real power."

He Chengkun nodded, "Then it seems that Xianyuanju is not too excessive... They didn't send any garbage here."

"It depends on his performance. If he's good, I'll give him the furnace..."

After a pause, he glanced at Master Mo and said, "Anyway, your third round of assessment is not something an alchemy apprentice can handle."

Master Mo's three rounds of assessment are quite famous in the Lihuo City Alchemy Association. They are used to test first-level alchemists.

This time the theoretical competition fell on him and he was asked to be responsible. Master Mo was too lazy to think about anything else and just took it and used it.

Hearing this, Master Mo fell silent again.

He Chengkun was annoyed, "You guy, can you please speak properly? Don't be silent all day long, pretending to be an expert, right?"

"Who doesn't know that you have a lot to say?"

Master Mo's face showed helplessness, yet also a hint of anticipation: "I think... this time, there might really be a genius."

"genius?"

He Chengkun laughed and remained skeptical of Master Mo: "No matter how talented you are, there's no way you can improve the pill formula in the Condensation Realm!"

"Besides, if there really was such a genius in Lihuo City, I would have brought him to the Alchemist Association long ago..."

At this point, he suddenly trembled, his eyes focused on Chen Feng: "Mo Bufan, you are not talking about this kid, are you?"

Mo Bufan nodded and touched his nose. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

He Chengkun waved his hand and said confidently: "You said it's possible for others, but this person is absolutely impossible!"

Hearing this, Mo Bufan raised his eyebrows, "Why? Elder, this person was brought by Miss Mu..."

"Because I know him."

He Chengkun looked at Chen Feng's eyebrows and eyes, which were three-quarters similar to Chen Yunxue's, and said lightly: "The useless eldest son of the Chen family, even his cultivation is lowly, how could he have the talent of an alchemist?"

"I think his current cultivation level might have been built up by the Chen family relying on their resources!"

Mo Bufan frowned, "His cultivation can be accumulated, but his vision is not good enough. This kid was in the first two rounds..."

At this time, the fluorescent light in Chen Feng's hand gradually dissipated. He exhaled a breath of turbid air, looked at the pill formula and nine spiritual herbs in front of him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There was a sense of accomplishment in his eyes.

"Master Mo!"

Before the three incense sticks had passed, Chen Feng had already raised his hand: "I have already made the judgment!"

But when he looked up at Master Mo and He Chengkun beside him, he couldn't help but frown slightly. He recognized the identity of the old man in black robe at the first moment.

Memories of the past life surged back.

"It's him... Yes, at this time, He Chengkun is still in the Alchemist Association..."

Chen Feng was slightly stunned. He put the things on the platform back into the package before walking towards the two of them.

Mo Bufan was still a little unresponsive and looked at the boy in front of him: "What did you say? Have you figured it out?"

"That's right!"

Chen Feng nodded and said with a smile: "I found eleven kinds of spiritual medicine that can be used as a substitute!"

"Shameless talk!"

As soon as these words came out, before Mo Bufan could even open his mouth, He Chengkun couldn't help but scold him: "At such a young age, why are you trying to attract attention?!"

Mo Bufan opened the formation to avoid affecting Lu Jing and Lin He. He then looked at Chen Feng and frowned, "Chen Feng, right? Are you kidding me?"

"It's only been a short time, and you've really figured it out? And there are eleven different types?"

"Do you know what this concept is?"

Before Chen Feng could say anything, He Chengkun had already shaken his head: "It's absolutely impossible! Even if he's an entry-level... no, even a second-level alchemist can't do this!"

"Boy, it's good to have confidence, but don't do anything rash just to show off..."

Chen Feng chuckled: "Is this senior also an alchemist from the Alchemist Association? I haven't even given my answer yet, why are you denying it?"

"This is not the attitude a pill master should have."

When these words were spoken, Mo Bufan's heart skipped a beat and he looked at Chen Feng in surprise. These words were simply a provocation to Cheng Kun.

Chen Feng should not be a fool. He should be able to judge something from his attitude towards He Chengkun... Why is he so impulsive?

As expected, He Chengkun's face suddenly darkened when he heard this. He stared at Chen Feng with a flash of anger in his eyes.

"Are you questioning me?"

"Whether I have the bearing of an alchemist, it's not your turn as a brat to teach me."

But Chen Feng remained neither humble nor arrogant, and looked at He Chengkun: "Shouldn't every alchemist first distinguish true from false, and then judge right from wrong?"

"You haven't even figured out what's true yet, so how can you deny me right away?"

"This senior is really... too arbitrary."

He Chengkun smiled wryly, and a few words came out of his lips: "You say it beautifully."

"Then you should hand in an answer that's not a lie... Let alone eleven, even if only five of the spiritual medicines are correct, I'll take back what I said."

Chen Feng looked at He Chengkun seriously and said, "Is it okay to just take it back? Then I can slap you and give you some external medicine, right?"

He Chengkun was furious, "Good boy, what do you want?"

Chen Feng did not answer directly. Instead, he looked at Mo Bufan and said respectfully, "Master Mo, from this recipe and the medicinal properties of the nine spiritual medicines, I can tell that the Wind Bell Wood can be replaced by Dust Rain Flower, and the Salt Crystal Grass can be used..."

One kind, two kinds...

As Chen Feng's voice was heard, He Chengkun's already ugly face gradually showed shock.

He stared at Chen Feng with eyes wide open in disbelief. Chen Feng had already mentioned seven alternative spiritual medicines, and the number was constantly increasing...

Every time a new one was added, He Chengkun felt as if his old face was slapped hard by Chen Feng.

When Chen Feng mentioned all the eleven spiritual medicines, He Chengkun was so shocked that he was speechless and his face felt numb.

boom!

At this moment, the familiar sound of a furnace exploding rang out from the alchemy competition, causing He Chengkun to shudder all over, as if he had just come to his senses...

After finishing speaking, Chen Feng looked at him and smiled slightly: "I think you should ask me -"

"Apologize."