High-grade elixirs are extremely rare. They not only represent the alchemist's superb refining level, but also require some elusive luck. Even a master like Liu Qinghuan can only make one out of ten elixirs.
Top grade.
Once it reaches the top grade, the potency of the elixir will increase exponentially, and it will be divided into heaven, earth, xuan and yellow. The heaven level is the highest and the yellow level is the lowest.
Although Earth Dragon Pill is only a low-level pill, it is very popular among monks below the Golden Pill stage because it can directly improve cultivation. Now Liu Qinghuan was generous and took out a high-grade Earth Dragon Pill as a reward. In an instant,
It attracted the attention of all the students in the academy.
Dozens of pairs of clean and longing eyes looked towards the stage, and they saw Liu Qinghuan calmly taking out three more wooden boxes and placing them on the table in front of him.
It is not that Liu Qinghuan has never taught students, but in the past it was mostly one-on-one guidance, such as when Jiang Nianen was a child. But this is the first time he has taught so many people at once, and they are all teenagers.
These teenagers are the latest batch of students recruited by Senluo Wanxiang Academy, and the last teacher who taught alchemy suddenly left the academy due to something before they entered the school and has not returned yet, so most of these people have not been exposed to alchemy yet.
Liu Qinghuan smiled, waved his hand gently, and the three elixir bottles rose one after another, and three elixirs rose from the bottles. Without exception, they were all crystal clear and shining, and they looked quite extraordinary.
"Can anyone tell me what these three pills are... The fifth one in the third row, yes, that's you. I heard you laughing the loudest in the whole room before I even entered the door. Come and answer.
."
The young man was very lively at first glance. He stood up immediately and said confidently: "The purple one is the Foundation Establishment Pill, the emerald green one is the Soul Accumulation Pill, and the red one... um, the Red Blood Pill?"
Liu Qinghuan waved to him and asked the young man to come up to the stage. He said: "No, the Red Blood Pill is as red as blood, has a fragrant fragrance, and is like a treasure or a pearl. This red pill is red with black in it and is heavier in color. If you get closer,
, you can feel a kind of forbearing restlessness.”
He took the elixir suspended in the mouth of the elixir bottle, put it into the young man's hand, and continued: "This is the Yang-breaking elixir, which can forcibly improve one level of cultivation. It can be used in battles or in emergencies. However, it only lasts for one stick of incense.
Afterwards, your spiritual power will be exhausted and your whole body will be weak..."
After letting the young man feel it, Liu Qinghuan let him take his seat and began to formally introduce himself: "My surname is Liu, you can call me Mr. Liu, from now on..."
Suddenly, a voice interrupted him: "Mr. Liu, that Earth Dragon Pill is still flying above our heads. Can I catch it and take a look?"
"...the teacher who taught you alchemy." After Liu Qinghuan finished speaking, he looked at the tall young man who spoke, and said calmly: "From now on, when speaking in class, you must raise your hand first. After I give permission,
Only then can you speak. This is your first offense, so let’s forget it this time, and your points will be deducted directly from the branch school next time.”
The teacher who had been so pleasant just now suddenly turned slightly grim, but his tone was not harsh, and there was silence for a moment.
In fact, Liu Qinghuan did not show any pressure at all. With his cultivation level, any hint of his momentum would be enough to break the hearts of these children who had just embarked on the path of cultivating immortals.
But some people are naturally close to others but dare not make mistakes. Seeing that the students behaved themselves, Liu Qinghuan was slightly satisfied and then said: "Let the Earth Dragon Pill fly first. If you want to catch it, you can try it after class. But now
We have officially started the class, please open your class book and turn to the fifth page..."
This is how Liu Qinghuan's teaching career at Senluo Wanxiang Academy began. He had three classes every ten days, corresponding to three batches of students with different levels of alchemy. Each batch had dozens of people taking classes together.
But after a period of time, he found that there were more and more students in his class, and finally the class hall could no longer be crowded, and only students who had chosen alchemy as a secondary subject could enter the hall.
But after a period of time, he found that there were more and more students in his class, and finally the class hall could no longer be crowded, and only students who had chosen alchemy as a secondary subject could enter the hall.
"The students like your class very much. They say it is lively and interesting." Leng Rui said with a smile. After getting along with him for a while, this serious female cultivator became much more easy-going and would occasionally come to him to discuss alchemy.
Liu Qinghuan also smiled and said: "These young children like to use their hands more than their brains, so let them practice alchemy more often."
"Indeed, I often hear explosions coming from your hall." Leng Rui said: "Several alchemy furnaces are blown up every class, but no one is injured. It's hard for you."
"The refining process of some elixirs is quite dangerous." Liu Qinghuan said with emotion: "Back then, when we learned alchemy, we had to fumble around on our own, and we often blew up the furnace. Now they have people to teach them, and they are much better than we were at that time.
Already."
"Yes!" Leng Rui nodded in agreement and raised the elixir bottle in his hand: "By the way, thank you for helping the medical center refine elixirs and for helping treat Mo Ji's injuries!"
"It takes a little effort." Liu Qinghuan said nonchalantly. Mo Ji's injury may seem like a serious injury to others, but in his opinion, it's not that big because he has an advantage that others don't have, which is the energy of green wood that is full of original vitality.
"Mo Ji's injury needs to be nursed back to health slowly. Now he comes to my place to take a medicinal soup every three days. He should be fine in another month."
"Thank you!" Leng Rui thanked her sincerely. It can be seen that she truly cares for those students.
After sending Leng Rui away, he returned to his alchemy furnace, looking thoughtful.
After so many days, Liu Qinghuan gradually understood the meaning of what Qin Qing said. These days were too peaceful and peaceful, and it was easy to forget that this densely populated academy was actually an afterimage sunk in time.
Be careful and you will get lost in it.
But some things in life reminded him all the time that this was not the real world.
For example, the elixirs and various spiritual materials refined here can only be used by people in this world, and cannot be used by himself.
Fortunately, there was no problem in making elixirs with the spiritual materials he brought, and he could still practice. Otherwise, he wouldn't know how to spend such a long time.
Liu Qinghuan thought that the time inside should not be synchronized with the time in the outside world. Otherwise, if he stayed inside for hundreds of years, wouldn't it be as if he had been missing in the outside world for that long?
The matter was a bit big, but he didn't have much choice now but to be more vigilant and look at his own shadow from time to time.
The shadow did not change, and the days in the academy were calm and lively. Liu Qinghuan finally had the opportunity to meet the three Mahayana monks who founded the academy, and then discovered that Taoist Huishan had a big problem, but Master Qingfeng had an even bigger problem.
Qingfeng, a sword cultivator, a sixth-level Mahayana monk, has a bright and generous temperament. However, he has two souls in one body!