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Chapter 1612 Lessons from the past

"Ah? One percent ratio? Wouldn't that be done? Some places will also fall into the hands of the advanced alchemist!" Feng Yang was speechless and subconsciously shook his head.

"Not necessarily. This competition assessment includes identifying drug attributes and purifying. In addition, there are also questions drawn up by the Dan Sect monks, focusing on these aspects. The grade of the elixir is not very important." Jing Yun said with a smile.

"Why? Is this still a alchemy competition?" Feng Yang was surprised by this incident.

"Of course, the reason is very simple. Those who enter the secret realm have a task to find the star grass in the secret realm. This kind of god grass is very precious. Someone once got one in it ten thousand years ago. It is said that the monk who obtained this star grass has now become a saint.

Someone is sure that the reason why this saint was able to advance was directly related to the Xingxing Grass, so Hu Jiu Daojun organized this secret realm event. No one knows what the Xingxing Grass looks like, what the medicinal properties and shapes are. Hu Jiu Daojun will tell everyone at that time."

Jing Yun said all the things he knew.

"Star Grass?" It was also the first time Feng Yang heard that the alchemist thought that this kind of divine grass could be sought after by saints, which was obviously extremely precious.

"It's normal that you haven't heard of it. If you want to participate in the competition, start working hard now! I'll give you how many god stones you need."

Jing Yun knew that Feng Yang had a deep understanding of the properties of medicines, so he also wanted Feng Yang to give it a try. It doesn’t matter whether he succeeded in Chengdu or not. The key is to let Feng Yang be trained. If he can become a senior alchemist in the future, it will be a blessing.

"Thank you, senior sister!" Feng Yang also made up his mind at this time and began to focus on deducing the alchemy.

Soon Feng Yang began to search for jade slips and divine grass collections in the surrounding markets, and also sold some elixirs, which in exchange for a lot of divine grass to start refining.

Now Feng Yang is not short of divine stones, and after entering the secret room, he enters the plate of time.

This time, Feng Yang plans to consume 10,000 top-grade divine stones and 50,000 bottom-grade divine stones in it, and the remaining tens of millions of bottom-grade divine stones and 10,000 top-grade divine stones will be used later.

After entering the state of deducing the alchemy, Feng Yang forgot the years outside. Only when the years stop will he open his eyes, purify, capture drug attributes, gather laws, read the collection of divine grass, etc. all require Feng Yang to learn a little bit.

One day inside and one outside, fifteen years later, Feng Yang walked out of the Year plate. His cultivation is now at the ninth level of the Hung God, and the refining of fifth-grade elixirs has also made great progress. Now there are eleven elixirs that have become pills, and the fourth-grade elixirs have refined the top-grade supreme elixirs.

After arriving outside, Feng Yang still did not stop practicing and deducing the alchemy path, and was not disturbed by the outside.

On this day, when Feng Yang was in seclusion and refining alchemy, a monk wearing a fifth-grade alchemist's medicine robe suddenly came to his mansion. This person was a famous alchemist.

At this moment, Jing Yun was still with the famous alchemist, followed by more than a dozen guards and eight maids, and the scene was still powerful.

"Don't worry, after I get here, I will definitely control your father's illness as quickly as possible to ensure there is no problem." The famous alchemist said lightly, walking steadily and magnificently.

"Thank you, senior. On behalf of my father, I thank you for your care for us over the years." Jing Yun said gratefully.

Soon these people arrived at the back hall. When they arrived here, the famous alchemist's eyes fell directly on the divine grass in the courtyard, especially the yellow yellow Shen grass with flowers in the middle. The alchemist looked at it several times and felt relieved when he saw that he was indeed not moved.

"Senior, please come in!" Jing Yun said politely.

"Yeah!" At this time, the man walked in with big strides.

At this time, Jing Yun followed closely behind, and the maids and guards behind were all blocked outside this time.

The moment he entered the door, Jing Yun closed the door and quietly blocked the formation here.

After entering the room, the famous alchemist looked at Feng Ling instantly. Seeing that Feng Ling and the formation were there, he smiled slightly, knowing that these people were shocked by their words.

After reading all these, I looked at the bed. At this moment, the curtain of the bed was closed, so the famous alchemist naturally would not think of anything, so he subconsciously reached out to lift the curtain.

Just as the famous alchemist reached out, the curtain suddenly disappeared. The next moment, a man with a full pavilion in the sky and a red face looked at the famous alchemist with a smile.

"Famous alchemist, we're meeting again." The man smiled slightly and got out of bed and stood up the next moment.

"Uh?" When he saw Jing Qianshan who was full of energy in front of him, the famous alchemist trembled and subconsciously took a step back. If he hadn't his legs were weak at this moment, he would have turned around and ran away.

I was confused and thought to myself, what was going on? It should be dying. Why did I suddenly become a strong man?

"Senior Qianshan, are you cured?... Too, it's so good, let me see." After the famous alchemist woke up, he hurriedly changed his words, but at this time his words were a little trembling.

"Zhengming! What's the situation with your sweaty head? Could it be that you are afraid of heat, right?" Jing Qianshan said seriously, reaching out to touch the guy's forehead.

"No, no, I just suddenly saw you recovering as well as your original intention. I am really happy for you." Zhengming's little heart almost collapsed at this time.

"Yes! You must be happy. For more than a hundred years, my illness has been repeated thousands of times, and now I have finally come back to life. Thank you for your unyielding efforts over the years, and for your good intentions. If it weren't for your careful care and coming here again and again, I would probably have died long ago. Not only did you not ask me for a divine stone, but you also helped me arrange a medicine garden and a spirit gathering array.

I really don’t forget this great kindness!”

At this time, Jing Qianshan's tears fell down, and he looked very moved.

"Senior, this is what I should do, you must not do this." Seeing Jing Qianshan crying, the famous alchemist felt much more at ease and hurried forward to persuade him.

"Zhengming, if it weren't for the formation you carefully set up for me, I would probably have been gone long ago. I really thank you!"

"Ah?...No, you're welcome, you're welcome, this is what I should do." Zhengming waved his hand quickly.

"To show my sincerity, I want you to use this secret room of my cultivation."

Just as Jing Qianshan was talking, he reached out and sealed the meridians of Zhengming alchemist.

Originally, Zhengming wanted to hide, but it was too late to react! Zhengming alchemist was on the second level of the Daoming God, and Jingqian Mountain had recovered to the first level of the Dao King God, so it was impossible to hide.

"Senior, you? What are you doing?" Zhengming said with an innocent look on his face.

"It's nothing, I just want you to taste the comfort of this spirit gathering array!" After Jing Ganshan finished speaking, he reached out and threw Zhengming onto the bed.

At this moment, Zheng Ming understood that his plan had been cracked and he was going to be finished.
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