Chapter 587

This is common sense.

Shennong as like as two peas, who was sure that he had not read the wrong thing, was the same thing that the next day's pharmacist brought out. It was almost the same as the cooking pot used by the ordinary people, and the black light shone.

In fact, when he first saw the alchemist next door, old Shennong paid more attention to the alchemist next door.

Young, too young, even young to make him jealous.

This is the top herbalist meeting in the whole mainland. The minimum requirement is that seven grade herbalists can participate. The herbalist in front of us is an 11-year-old boy with a trace of childishness on his face.

The fact that the young man in front of him can attend the herbalist meeting means that he is at least a seven product herbalist.

He became a seven grade herbalist at the age of 11 or 12. If Shennong had not been determined, he would have questioned the young and shameful herbalist face to face. Are you sure you didn't remember your herbalist level wrong.

He is a first-class herbalist, not a seventh class herbalist.

"I'm... Alchemy."

Rong nianbing hesitated after hearing the old man's inquiry,

In fact, he wanted to say that he was going to cook, but now it was clearly a meeting of pharmacists. He couldn't say it. When it came to his mouth, he changed his attention.

Alchemy?

Old Shennong looked at rongnianbing and felt like a knife flying in his hand. The light and shadow were heavy and gorgeous. Under the knife, there were even and exquisite "medicinal materials" cut into pieces, as well as the strong oil boiled in the pot. The corners of his mouth pumped hard. Isn't this cooking?

However, old Shennong quickly denied his guess. If he was really cooking, how could he make a dish comparable to seven pills?

Is it a new alchemy system? Old Shennong was awe inspiring.

Otherwise, why did this teenager become a high-level herbalist at the age of 11 or 12.

For a moment, old Shennong looked curiously at the alchemy technique of melting and reading ice. The track of the knife in his hand was like an antelope hanging horns, traceless and full of beauty.

"Old Shennong seems distracted?"

The competition area has been paying attention to the soul emperor of Shennong old man, yaolao and Yaodan, hehe said with a smile.

Only these people can compete with Hun Xuzi.

From the look of the old Shennong, the soul emperor was convinced that the old Shennong was not trying to refine any medicine, because he saw a trance in the old Shennong's eyes.

Although the soul emperor is not a herbalist, he is also very clear that there is no carelessness in the process of refining medicine.

What's more, when refining nine pills, one mistake will lead to the failure of alchemy.

Even if you can refine it again for the second time, will the people in wanjielou wait for you?

What's more, with the power of the soul family, it's very difficult to collect multiple pieces of nine pill herbs.

He just prepared three medicines of Jiupin Xuandan and one medicine of Jiupin Jindan for hunxuzi.

"Huh?"

After a few breaths, he still didn't hear Gu Yuan's answer. The soul emperor turned his head and saw Gu Yuan's indifferent eyes with deep shock.

The soul emperor was also curious for a moment. What could make old Shennong in a trance and shocked Gu Yuan.

Thinking of this, the soul emperor's eyes followed the eyes of Gu Yuan, and the whole person was stunned.

Is it alchemy that the spatula constantly stir fry in the flames?

Or is the young man hungry and going to cook first, eat full, and then refine pills?

The soul emperor asked himself that the knowledge accumulated for thousands of years was as vast as a sea. Apart from the powerful force of wanjielou, which suddenly emerged, to his surprise, there was nothing beyond his understanding in the whole Douqi continent.

However, at this moment, the soul emperor was stunned.

The 11-year-old seven product alchemist shocked him, but it was not impossible.

It is said that when the young son of the medicine family Dou Di was born, he was a perfect soul in the heaven.

Three year old alchemist, three-year-old first-class alchemist, five-year-old third-class alchemist, seven-year-old fifth class alchemist, nine-year-old soul enters the realm of the emperor, and ten-year-old becomes the eighth class alchemist.

In front of us, the 11-year-old seven level herbalist, if he is a descendant of the fighting emperor, it is not impossible to become a seven level herbalist.

However, the boy's Alchemy technique, or Dan frying technique, exceeded the cognition of the soul emperor.

Are you sure you're not cooking, but refining pills.

After seeing the frightening alchemy technique of rongnian ice, the soul emperor suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart. He scanned the whole alchemy area with his eyes and had a bad hunch in his heart.

He thought that the only opponents of hunxuzi were yaolao, Shennong and Yaodan, but at the moment of seeing rongnianbing, the soul emperor was completely shaken.

Unexpected alchemists joined.

"This is also an alchemy technique?"

As soon as the soul emperor transferred from rongnian ice, he stopped at a teenager not far from rongnian ice. The teenager looked one or two years older than rongnian ice and was a little thin.

In his hand, there are cups of liquid with different colors. With the phantom in his hand and the halo shining in the sky, nine red Suns are arranged together. With the nine high dragon chants, the nine big suns in the sky turn into nine red streamers, dazzling and winding.

The sound of dragon singing became increasingly excited. A red round bead rose in front of the young man. It added radiance to each other for a time, forming a picture of Jiulong playing beads.

The soul emperor's eyes were dull. He could be sure that the young man in front of him did not use any martial arts and fighting skills. Why did he form such a scene?

Is it folk juggling?

But how can a juggler compete with a master of medicine refining?

"I hope there won't be any big accidents?"

There was a sudden wave in the mind of the soul Heavenly Emperor Gu Jing. Rong nianbing and the "juggling" boy in front of him had strange alchemy techniques, but the fluctuating energy of "alchemy" could not threaten the soul virtual child.

As the soul emperor's eyes swept in a hurry, he found several strange people who even used paper to refine pills.

However, the soul Heavenly Emperor obviously felt that the "pill" refined by these people did not threaten soul Xuzi at all, and his heart was relieved.

"No?"

The soul emperor's pupils suddenly shrunk, his eyes hurriedly returned to the middle position, and two old men who bowed their heads to refine pills.

The two old men did not use a tripod for alchemy, but a tool he had never seen before, which was somewhat similar to a teapot.

The most important thing is that in the competition area, there are thousands of Dan fires burning. Only these two old people use the flame for alchemy and do not worship different fires.

Different fire is the king of fire. It enjoys the worship of all fires in the world. Now there are two people using the flame, which breaks this law.

The soul Heavenly Emperor can be sure that the flames manipulated by the two old men who are buried in alchemy, one red and one red, are definitely not any kind of flame on the different fire list.

Even the ancient books collected by the soul family for tens of thousands of years have not recorded these two flames.

The two old men in front of him were beyond his expectation.

Moreover, the soul emperor did not feel the slightest breath on them.

If Zhou Yang and his party hadn't exposed their strength, the soul emperor of heaven, like Gu Yuan, might think it was a secret method that covered the breath of the two elders.

However, after seeing the strength of Zhou Yang and his party with his own eyes, the soul emperor knew that in addition to the secret method, there was another situation that the strength was far beyond him. He couldn't see through, so he couldn't feel any breath.

"Is that him?"

At this time, the sage of Taiqing, who had been buried in alchemy, looked up at the sky and found that the sky was light and clear, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

He still didn't master the Dandao of the big world in the sky.

The soul emperor looked at the familiar face in front of him, stood up in horror, and his body trembled slightly.

He still remembered the figure of the God who looked like a God. With a gentle wave of the divine sword in his hand, he cut the whole soul world in half hundreds of thousands of miles apart.

The fighting emperor even attended the herbalist meeting. How can anyone else have a chance?