"The pill is amazing, right?"

Chen Xia asked Zhang Daoming with a smile.

No reply for a while.

Zhang Daoming's old face was out of control and stared at the Taixuan Bingpo Pill in Chen Xia's hand. After a while, he spoke hoarsely.

"I don't know why, now you have refined it, and I don't want to live anymore."

Zhang Daoming felt that all the alchemy he had practiced for thousands of years had been fed to dogs, and it was not worth a penny in front of Chen Xia, but it was only worth a penny.

It’s nothing to make Chen Xia’s craftsmanship, it’s nothing to make it easy.

Zhang Daoming is not such a stingy person and will not be jealous of the genius.

But please at least practice it normally. What does it mean to stir-fry with a spatula?!

At least use some techniques.

He sighed, no longer thinking about such depressing things, thinking about some good things, at least the pill has been successfully refined, or is it a higher level of medium-grade Taoist medicine Taixuan Ice Soul than the lower-grade Taoist medicine, the Great Fog Ice Pill.

Dan.

This kind of medium-grade Taoist medicine is also popular outside, with a market price of about 50,000 to 60,000 spirit stones. The fluctuation of about 10,000 is based on the quality.

Zhang Daoming looked at the Taixuan Bingpo Pill carefully again, first looking at the color, then smelling the smell, and finally looking at the medicine.

These are the three steps to observe medicine, and it is also the easiest way to see the quality of the elixir.

Zhang Daoming followed the steps to check.

The color is perfect, and the pure blue elixir of this Taixuan Ice Po Pill has a little fog color, which is no different from a real ice sculpture.

Then smelling the fragrance of elixir, a clear smell of coldness entered the nose.

This is the double perfect quality. It can be sold at a high price of 60,000 spirit stones, but many powerful people are still rushing to buy it.

If the last medicine can achieve perfect quality, this is the true perfect level Taoist medicine, which can reach a high price of 68,000 spirit stones!

Zhang Daoming became more and more nervous at this moment, holding his breath and calming down, fearing that the Taoist medicine would be polluted, so he looked at it carefully.

There were vaguely ice sculptures and snowflakes falling on the outside of the Taoist medicine, like a whole snowy day.

Large image!

Zhang Daoming's face was dull. If he had just wanted to die just now, he would have been a little bit.

He is not a petty person. Even if Chen Xia used a spatula to refine Taixuan Bingpo Pill, Zhang Daoming could not accept it.

You can practice well, but you can't practice well!

What do you think of the alchemist in the Cangtian Sword Sea?

"Who did you learn to refine the alchemy from?" Zhang Daoming couldn't help it. Even though he knew that asking someone else's way out was a taboo thing, he still asked.

"Self-taught and become a talent." Chen Xia smiled casually.

"Impossible!" Zhang Daoming directly rejected, feeling that it was not firm enough, and added, "Absolutely impossible!"

It’s not impossible to learn by yourself, but there are also people who learn by yourself to become masters of alchemy in the world.

But how old is Chen Xia?

At most, it's only two thousand years old.

What kind of elixir can be refined? The top-grade Taoist medicine Guan Xuan Dan, the middle-grade Taoist medicine Taixuan Bingpo Pill, or it is fried with a spatula!

When Zhang Daoming was two thousand years old, he was still studying how to integrate low-grade spiritual medicines.

If you say that Chen Xia has no expert guidance behind him, Zhang Daoming would not believe it.

He looked at Chen Xia with expectation, hoping to hear the answer he wanted from Chen Xia. It would be best if a saint of alchemy was secretly guiding Chen Xia.

This way, Zhang Daoming felt better.

But he didn't wait.

Chen Xia just shook his head and said casually: "Actually it's nothing. It's just a matter of relying on God's reward. Moreover, I have to refine this elixir every five or six years."

Actually, it's nothing.

These six simple words deeply hurt Zhang Daoming's heart. He stood up tremblingly, as if he was aged hundreds of years, and said hoarsely to Chen Xia.

"I will take this Taixuan Ice Soul Pill to auction. It can sell about 68,000 spirit stones. Apart from the medicinal materials and the money you owe me, you can get 5,000 spirit stones yourself."

Chen Xia nodded, thinking it was reasonable. The medicinal materials of the elixir accounted for the majority, and the alchemist earned a manual fee.

The main reason is that Taoist medicine is not something that has no price. There are still many Taoist medicine masters in the star field. There are two in the Cangtian Sword Sea, but they are not seen for many years.

If it is used as a big medicine, it means that the manual fee and the medicinal materials are halfway.

Because it is difficult to find big medicine and even harder to refine.

Not to mention the imperial medicine. If there is an imperial medicine that can be bought now, Cangtian Jianhai will lose all his money and buy an imperial medicine.

"You go, just leave the pills. After selling them, I will bring you the spirit stones." Zhang Dao clearly waved his hand.

"Yes." Chen Xia didn't say much, it could be seen that Zhang Daoming was not in a good mood.

"By the way, you can move this medicine furnace away too." Zhang Daoming said again.

"Don't you refine medicine?" Chen Xia was puzzled.

"Refining bullshit." Zhang Daoming shook his head, "If you don't move away, I will refine myself later!"

"Okay." Chen Xia didn't say much about the refining furnace that he took for free, and took it away.

"By the way, there are all these." Zhang Daoming said, throwing all the books and tools of medicine to Chen Xia.

"You have also thrown away Wang Yangzi's book. Don't you highly respect him?" Chen Xia asked curiously.

"You are so bad, I won't refine medicine anymore." Zhang Daoming waved his hand, pulled out a book under the bed, and read it from the beginning.

Chen Xia glanced at it and the book was called "How to practice sword cultivator"

Good guy, it’s true that he abandoned his literature and went to martial arts.

He didn't have much, after all, Zhang Daoming is so old that he has not had a few years to live, just be happy.

Chen Xia came empty-handed and returned with a full load, carrying a refining furnace, with many books and utensils inside. From a distance, he looked like a rags.

Along the way, many preparatory disciples gave him a look of surprise, thinking that he had looted the cave of an alchemist.

"Who is this person? Why haven't you seen him before?" A prepared disciple asked.

"I don't know, I should be a new preparatory disciple. Looking at the appearance of holding the refining furnace, could it be a certain alchemist?"

Some disciples speculate.

"If it's an alchemist, that's really extraordinary. There are not many alchemists among the preparatory disciples of this class, right?"

The discussions of the disciples are constantly coming.

Chen Xia didn't care about this and carried the refining furnace and moved forward.

"Chen Xia!" A woman's voice sounded, and then the sound of light footsteps came. Liu Qing, wearing a pure white dress, came over with a smile on his face and asked curiously.

"Why are you carrying this alchemy furnace?"

Chen Xia put down the refining furnace, "I can sell it to you at a low price if you want it."

"Haha, then you'll really become a waste seller." Liu Qing smiled.

Fortunately, Zhang Daoming didn't hear this sentence, otherwise it would be quite exciting.

Liu Qing looked at Chen Xia again and grinned, "It seems that you are doing well. Where is your cave?"

"A little far, a little off." Chen Xia replied.

"Oh." Liu Qing nodded, pouted his lips, frowned slightly, and said softly.

"Do you know? In fact, there is a cave among the preparatory disciples who have not lived there. The little elders don't let their disciples live there. I don't know why, it may be unlucky."

"If you try to avoid the caves when you prepare for the disciples to choose a cave, you should be careful."

"Is there any?" Chen Xia frowned. Why hadn't he heard of this news before? Did it happen in jail for five hundred years?

"Yes, yes, that cave is a bit offside. There is also a gloomy pavilion outside. You must be careful when you meet it, maybe there will be something strange."

Liu Qing pouted his mouth and said seriously.

Chen Xia was silent.

He probably understood, but did not explain it to Liu Qing, but shook his head and said.

"I never believe in the strange gods of chaos, and any unlucky statements are false."

"Then what are you relying on?" Liu Qing was a little stunned.

Chen Xia stretched out his fist and waved it twice.

"Scientific cultivation of immortality."
Chapter completed!