When everyone, including Li Wenchang, was still stunned, Meng Zhou twirled his fingers with his right hand and flicked it, and the nine pills he had just made flew into the crowd.

Even the six elixirs refined by Li Wenchang himself and now rolling all over the ground flew up from the ground and fell into the hands of six people.

Li Wenchang himself was "lucky" to receive special care from Meng Zhou. In his left hand was an elixir that he refined by himself, and in his right hand was an elixir that was transformed from the material in the blink of an eye.

"Everyone, let's take a closer look and evaluate the pros and cons."

With the two pills in hand, Li Wenchang's heart, which was suddenly blown to pieces, managed to regain some of his sanity with difficulty.

He didn't even consider the quality of the two pills in his hand. Instead, he slowly raised his head and looked at the old man who was so close, but still couldn't see through the other person's cultivation, and asked carefully:

"Senior, are you a fourth-level alchemist?"

He speaks softly, looks up, and is in awe, as if he is afraid of accidentally offending the other person.

Meng Zhou shook his head: "No, my understanding of alchemy is still at the third level."

Li Wenchang heard this and murmured: "Is this the level that the third level can achieve?"

Meng Zhou nodded.

Li Wenchang's eyes suddenly burst into bright light, burning fiercely and hungry.

But soon, he woke up and felt sad and bitter.

Meng Zhou asked: "Want to learn?"

Li Wenchang's eyes lit up again and he nodded quickly.

"I can teach you." Meng Zhou said.

His expression was relaxed and his tone was casual, as if he was just talking about a trivial matter not worth mentioning.

"ah?!!"

When Li Wenchang heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes revealed an incredible light.

"You...are you willing to teach me?"

Meng Zhou nodded, "I can teach you, but whether you can learn it or not depends on your own luck."

Hearing a "pop" sound, Li Wenchang's knees softened, he knelt straight on the ground, and then knocked hard on the floor.

His throat was rising and falling, and "Master" was about to burst out of his throat.

But Meng Zhou seemed to predict his behavior in advance. A tough but irresistible invisible force tightly bound him, making him not only unable to knock down, but also unable to cry out, and he was firmly controlled.

There.

"There is no need to kowtow, I am not your master either."

Meng Zhou didn't want to have an extra apprentice for no reason, even if the apprentice was hired unilaterally, that wouldn't work.

"Then you..." Li Wenchang's expression suddenly became anxious and worried.

The most unbearable thing for people is not pure hopelessness, but the hopelessness after seeing hope.

If Meng Zhou hadn't said "You can also learn", he wouldn't have dared to have any hope.

After all, according to the normal thinking in the spiritual world, who would teach others such miraculous skills, referred to as "magic skills"?

But Meng Zhou had already said it clearly, allowing him to see this possibility and develop a rich imagination about this possibility.

Now that he was being hung up and down like this, how could he not feel as uncomfortable as claws scratching his heart?

Meng Zhou comforted him: "Don't worry...let's deal with the matter at hand first, and then talk about other things."

As he said that, as his thoughts changed, the invisible force that restrained Li Wenchang made him stand up again from his kneeling position.

"What do you think of our discussion?"

Being "seduced" by Meng Zhou's words just now, he had already forgotten about the discussion.

At this time, after Meng Zhou reminded him, he came to his senses again. Looking at the two pills still in his hands, Li Wenchang smiled bitterly and said:

"Senior, please stop joking. With the gap between us, is there any comparability?

Comparing me and you, I can't even bring myself to humiliate myself!"

Meng Zhou nodded and asked, "So, do you approve of me now?"

Li Wenchang nodded hurriedly: "I agree, not only do I agree, but all the alchemist branches agree!"

Meng Zhou nodded, "threw" Li Wenchang aside, and turned to look at another third-level professional in the crowd.

That was a huge man with a burly build.

"Are you the president of the weapon refiner branch, Jiao Hong?"

The giant man nodded, "I am Jiao Hong, do you want to compete with me, senior?"

Meng Zhou raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "Oh, why do you think so?"

The giant man said:

"In the path of alchemy and weapons, when you get to the end, it's just one path.

Given the senior’s attainments in alchemy, I don’t believe that senior would leave the art of weapon refining aside.”

Meng Zhou nodded and said with a smile: "Rumors say you are naive, haha... Yes, I just want to discuss the art of weapon refining with you."

Hearing this, Jiao Hong was silent for a moment, then walked out of the crowd, first bowed respectfully to Meng Zhou, and then said:

"With your methods, senior, I should have had the sense to admit defeat directly.

But I really want to see my senior’s talent in refining weapons, and I ask you to forgive me for being so reckless and disrespectful.”

Meng Zhou nodded first, then shook his head: "What's so forgivable about this."

After saying that, he thought for a while and asked: "As far as I know, you are following the path of tempering, right?"

Jiao Hong nodded, "Yes."

The so-called "tempering" and "furnace refining" are two ways of refining weapons. The main tool of the former is a forging hammer, and the main tool of the latter is a refining furnace.

Both methods have their own advantages and disadvantages, each has its strengths and weaknesses.

It does not mean that those who follow the "forging way" insist on using hammers and do not touch the forging furnace, and those who follow the "furnace way" do not even touch the forging hammer——

Weapon refiners are not so stubborn.

It's just that a person's energy is limited, so he puts more emphasis on allocation and makes different choices.

For example, Jiao Hong is also good at "furnace tempering", but in comparison, he is better at "tempering".

"Then what are you best at refining?" Meng Zhou asked.

"Hammer." Jiao Hong said.

Meng Zhou nodded and said, "Then let's each practice a hammer."

As he said that, he asked: "Do you have suitable materials? If so, use yours. If not, Ge Ping has some preparations."

Jiao Hong nodded immediately and said: "I have it, I have it."

He is the president of the Weapon Refiner Branch. If he cannot get even two materials for sparring, it will not only be his face, but also the face of the entire Weapon Master Branch.

He immediately took out two huge black rocks, which were extremely hard in texture and extremely smooth in surface.

"These are two third-grade low-grade graphite steel stones. Not only are they huge, but they are also naturally compatible with the earth. They are excellent materials for refining giant hammer magic weapons." Jiao Hong introduced.

Meng Zhou nodded in approval and said: "Yes, let's use this black steel stone."

Jiao Hong was immediately happy, but he did not act immediately. Instead, he looked directly at Meng Zhou with his eyes.

Meng Zhou was surprised and said: "What, you want to watch me practice first?"

Jiao Hong nodded unabashedly and said: "Yes, I want to see you finish practicing before practicing."

When Meng Zhou heard this, he couldn't help but laugh and shook his head, "Slippery."

However, he did not refuse.

He randomly selected one of the two graphite stones of similar size, but just when he was about to do it according to the normal method, something suddenly moved in his heart.

After completely "settling" Li Wenchang, what follows is actually a game that becomes increasingly simpler.

Of course he can continue playing one by one, and gain "recognition" again and again through crushing victories again and again.

But he thought there was no point in doing so.

So, Meng Zhou slowly stopped his raised hand in the air, dismissed the original thoughts in his mind, and began to fiddle with his fingers in the air seemingly casually.

At this moment, he has already become the focus of the crowd.

The first time he acted like this, many people didn't understand what he meant.

But soon, everyone looked shocked.

I saw that as Meng Zhou's hands and ten fingers were playing rapidly in the void as if playing a pipa, spiritual runes formed with rich spiritual energy flew out from his fingertips one by one, flew through the void, stuck to the surface of the black steel stone, and then disappeared quietly.

Sound blends into it.

Among the shocked crowd, the president of the Talisman Maker Branch was the most exaggerated.
To be continued...