Zhang Fabai spread the Juhun Scatter on the tray and paid homage in all directions, his face as calm as water.
"It actually succeeded?"
"So what if you succeed? What does it mean to be a first-grade alchemist?"
"No matter what, this person has failed the test hundreds of times. This perseverance is worth learning from."
Among the warriors standing around the square, some were dismissive of this, while others showed admiration on their faces. They could still persevere after a hundred failures, and they took it lightly in the face of countless ridicules. They were neither humble nor arrogant. Today, I passed the test and became a real alchemist, but Zhang Fabai didn't even blink his eyelids, and his heart was as calm as water. This is the state of mind that countless warriors dream of.
A first-grade alchemist cannot surprise people, but Zhang's white-haired expression at this moment made many people awe.
On the high platform, Wei Qingcheng looked indifferent and waved his hand. Two black-robed alchemists walked up to Zhang Fabai and inspected the Soul Gathering Powder.
"The elixir is fine."
After a black-robed alchemist inspected it, Wei Qingcheng handed it over and responded.
Wei Qingcheng nodded slightly, his attention was not on Zhang Fabai at all, but looked at Lin Chen, with sarcasm on his lips, and said: "So? Your Qin family has six second-grade alchemists and one first-grade alchemist?"
"Ha ha!"
Some warriors couldn't help laughing when they heard this. Indeed, one more first-grade alchemist under Lin Chen was of no consequence at all. Not to mention one, even if ten first-grade alchemists suddenly appeared under Lin Chen, they would not be able to deal with it at all. any impact on the situation.
Lin Chen said calmly: "Why are you so anxious? Just keep reading."
Hearing this, everyone turned their eyes to Zhang Fabai in the square and were all shocked. However, they saw that after Zhang Fabai put down the Soul Gathering Powder, he actually started to select the medicinal materials again.
What is he doing?
Not only the onlookers, but also Wei Qingcheng and the enemy who were sitting on the high platform had a bad feeling in their hearts.
While Zhang Fabai was selecting the elixir, he said without raising his head: "Zhang Fabai, a person from Weishui City, requests to participate in the second-grade alchemist assessment."
"Second-grade alchemist, do you have that ability?"
Wei Qingcheng couldn't help but sneer and said: "No wonder you failed the first-grade alchemist test hundreds of times. It turns out that you are so ambitious. You just passed the first-grade alchemist test and you can't wait to become a second-grade alchemist."
Hearing what Wei Qingcheng said, the warriors around the square couldn't help but laugh.
"Yes, I admired this old man just now, but now my good impression of him has completely disappeared."
¡°As expected, there are servants just like the masters, and they are just as greedy as Lin Chen.¡±
"I want to see if he can refine a second-grade elixir!"
Even those alchemists who had some admiration for Zhang Fabai couldn't help but feel disgusted at this time. Sometimes perseverance is a good thing, but sometimes it is a symbol of striving for fame and profit, just like Zhang Fabai now.
Zhang Fabai¡¯s eyes were dull. He ignored the other alchemists and just focused on selecting medicinal materials.
Opening the cauldron and lighting up the fire, the movements are as free and easy as flowing clouds and flowing water.
But now, no one thinks highly of him anymore. They all regard him as a profit-driven person with no respect at all. Even his skillful forward movements are laughed at by people.
On the high platform, the enemy's face gradually became serious, and he said: "Brother Wei, can you tell what level this white hair is?"
"What's wrong?"
Wei Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the expression on his enemy, and couldn't help but laugh: "Brother Wu, you don't think Zhang Fabai is a master of alchemy, do you? Haha, if he were a master of alchemy, he would have already become famous, and there is no way he would be here. After decades of being ridiculed by everyone, rest assured, I am also an alchemist, and I know very well what the alchemist is thinking."
????????????Isn¡¯t it just for the sake of fame that alchemists study alchemy?
How could there be someone who obviously has strong alchemy attainments, but still tolerates it all the time?
Especially if you endure countless ridicules, it is even more impossible, unless this person has a perverted feeling in his psychology that he likes to be ridiculed.
However, the enemy still did not relax, but looked at Lin Chen and whispered: "Look carefully, Lin Chen and his group, although they didn't say a word, their faces were full ofConfident expression, is there any problem in this? "
"Don't worry, even if he passes the examination, he is only a second-grade alchemist. What's the point of being a second-grade alchemist?"
Wei Qingcheng didn't care and felt relaxed and at ease.
As for Wu Di's nervousness, he just regarded it as the caution that a warrior is accustomed to. After all, Wu Di is not an alchemist, and he doesn't understand how much energy and time it takes to advance in the alchemy path.
Seeing how relaxed Wei Qingcheng was, the enemy put aside his uneasiness for the time being and began to look at Zhang Fabai seriously.
Neither Wei Qingcheng nor Wu Di noticed that their attitudes were completely different from before. When Zhang Fabai was refining the first-grade elixir, neither of them bothered to take a look, but now, they began to pay attention.
Time passed little by little, but there was still no movement in the alchemy furnace.
Everyone gradually became impatient, and a warrior shouted: "Old man, are you okay? If not, come down quickly, don't waste our time!"
"You're trying to make a fool of yourself, but you don't know what your level is?"
The other warriors also complained. The scorching sun hung high in the sky. They stood unobstructed around the square. They had long been impatient. At this time, seeing Zhang Fabai still looking at ease as an old god, they suddenly became angry. Come.
Zhang Fabai sat cross-legged in front of the medicine cauldron, with his eyes slightly closed, turning a deaf ear to the taunting voices, and just quietly feeling the changes in the power of the medicine in the medicine cauldron.
An alchemist frowned and said: "Generally speaking, it only takes half an hour to refine a second-grade elixir, Soul Nourishing Pill, as long as the soul power in the body is sufficient. An hour has passed for this one, but he There is still no movement in the medicine cauldron, could it be that you are just showing off?"
"It must be pretending!"
Another alchemist couldn't bear it anymore and jumped directly onto the square, quickly walked up to Zhang Fabai and said, "Stop pretending, what's the point of delaying this blind pill of yours?"
After saying that, he kicked out directly towards the hot medicine cauldron in front of Zhang Fabai.
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At this moment, a powerful soul power suddenly emerged, turned into a pair of iron fists, and hit the alchemist's chest directly, blasting him out of the square, flying backwards for more than ten meters before falling hard to the ground. On the ground, blood spurted from his mouth, and he struggled several times but could not stand up.
Zhang's white eyes turned cold, and his eyes swept over the warriors. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com