A quick journey to give birth, the male protagonist pampers and catches a beautiful woman

Lin Muqing came directly to them and pretended to be relaxed, "Originally, I wanted to refine the second-level elixir. Since the Fifth Elder teaches him, then let me join him."

Of course the fifth elder is very willing. The master has no airs, is gentle, and is as beautiful as a fairy. Many people can't ask for him.

He walked along the Qingchuan River until he dug out the spiritual grass and then stood up.

When his eyes met hers, the girl smiled slightly. She was stunningly beautiful. She glanced back and forth among the herbs a few times, as if showing praise and appreciation. His ears felt hot, and he didn't know why.

"Yes, Qingchuan must be very talented in refining the elixir while retaining its efficacy completely. He still needs some moon celestial grass, but he has collected all the spiritual herbs for the spirit-boosting elixir." The fifth elder praised him because he understood it with just one click and was able to do it the first time. If you don't have to put too much effort into teaching, who wouldn't like this peace of mind?

"Over there, I'll dig it." Zong Qingchuan recognized the appearance of the Moon Immortal Grass, saw it not far away, and walked over with a shovel.

The fifth elder looked at Zong Qingchuan's back with satisfaction, admiring him both inside and outside his words, "I thought it would be difficult to teach, but he actually read the basic herbal illustrations in this month, and most of the spiritual herbs in the spiritual field It’s all acknowledged.”

Lin Muqing thought to himself that Zong Qingchuan would only surprise and shock them more and more, so he couldn't help but say something more, "He will have a better future than me. If I'm not here, I must teach him carefully."

The Fifth Elder only thought that she said that this person was talented and had a bright future, "My disciple understands."

After collecting medicinal herbs from Zong Qingchuan, the three of them returned to the alchemy room.

The fifth elder took out a low-level alchemy furnace and handed it to Zong Qingchuan, saying: "For alchemy, the furnace fire is the most important. Qingchuan, you first try to condense the fire from the fire spirit root."

"Okay." After reading the book for a month, Qingchuan was finally able to do the experiment. He was inexplicably not nervous at all.

Lin Muqing was concentrating on refining his own. After three sticks of incense passed by, a pot of round and golden elixir appeared.

Zong Qingchuan was studying seriously with the fifth elder. From the corner of his eye, he saw the batches of fragrant elixirs she had made, and the desire to win and lose came with it.

First gather a bunch of flames at the bottom of the alchemy furnace, and then put the herbs step by step according to the order and time.

Tempering and purification, the steps of precise large, medium and small heat can be freely adjusted.

The fifth elder was confused: "There is something different about your fire spirit root."

When Qingchuan lowered his head seriously, the warm sun divided his face with clear features into half shadow and half white. His eyebrows were cold and indifferent: "Maybe the reason for the first condensation?"

He followed the instructions in the book meticulously, and the Fifth Elder corrected him. After four sticks of incense, he finished it the first time.

There is no sense of achievement in traveling to Qingchuan, only the first grade.

But the fifth elder smiled excitedly, "Master is also a success. This month, Master has refined thousands of furnaces of first-grade elixirs, saying that he will refine them to 100% top quality."

He glanced at the girl's quiet appearance from the corner of his eye, but she was already attracting attention.

"Qingchuan thinks what Miss Lin did is very good."

The fifth elder was surprised: "Miss Lin?"

Sure enough, she raised her head and looked at him. Even though Qingchuan acted casually, she pricked up her ears to listen.

While holding the refined elixir in her hand, the girl explained: "We met when we were in the mortal world. I asked him to call me. The fifth elder came to teach me the steps for the second-grade elixir?"

"Okay." The fifth elder walked back and forth beside them. The more he looked at them, the more he felt that they were all talented alchemists.

Practice until night.

Zong Qingchuan did not fail, but the quality control was not stable enough. The first-grade low-level, intermediate, and high-level products were tossed back and forth among the three qualities. After three hours, there would no longer be a low-level product.

Lin Muqing learned the second-grade Foundation Building Pill today.

Once refined, gold patterns will appear, representing the quality of the gold.

The fifth elder is already used to it. The golden patterns can only be obtained by at least an eighth-level alchemist with the strength to transcend the tribulation stage, but the master can refine the golden patterns one by one.

The crescent moon outside the window is like a hook, and there are stars, and the dark elements of aura contained in the air begin to become rich.

"I want some of these elixirs, and leave the rest for the disciples who need them. I'm going back." Lin Muqing stood for most of the day. Although he was not tired, he was tired. It was time to go back to practice.

Fifth Elder: "Okay, Master, walk slowly."

"Qingchuan, goodbye."

The girl's voice was light and soft. When she called his name for the first time, it sounded as good as pearls and jade touching each other.

"Goodbye." Zong Qingchuan muttered subconsciously when he saw her disappearing back in an instant.

He never asked her full name, and she didn't tell her. She only knew her surname was Lin.

"Fifth Elder, can you let me see the golden elixir?"

The fifth elder looked at a pile of unpacked elixirs, like jelly beans stacked in a bowl.

"Take a bottle and go back and take a look. If you can refine it, then our sect ancestors will be smoking."

"Miss Lin doesn't count?"

The fifth elder looked at the elegant man in front of him strangely. He didn't know why he could not call him Master, and proudly said: "Master will meet, that is inevitable. Master can't do it, who else in this world can do it?"

Zong Qingchuan's eyes were deep, and when he lowered his head, he did not show humility and gentleness to others, and said in admiration: "Her cultivation is unfathomable, and the stage of transcending tribulation is really unmatched."

The fifth elder whispered mysteriously, "No! The master is a cultivator, and she will level up as soon as she goes into seclusion. Like you, she used to be a purple-level talent, but her current level... you and I can't even describe it."

It turns out it’s not the period of transcending tribulation…

what is that?

Zong Qingchuan obeyed and took away a bottle of elixir, but it was so full that he couldn't even put the stopper in. Well, there was just one bottle, so he put it into the storage bag.

The fifth elder is addicted to alchemy and rarely comes out of the valley. His thoughts are much more upright and simple than other elders. He is not a match for a man who plays the art of emperors. At this time, he did not realize that he had fallen into a verbal trap.

……

Next ten days.

Zong Qingchuan's time is very busy. From 6 to 8 in the morning, they practice sword practice, breathing, and absorbing spiritual energy. From 8 to 10, they take alchemy classes, and from 10 to 12:30, they take weapon refining classes.

From 1:30 to 3:30, he learns how to draw talismans, and from 4 to 6:00, he learns how to control beasts. The sect master also takes up his private time in the evening to learn combat spiritual skills.

Xuanhuo Jue, Shadow Step, Shattering Sky Slash, etc., a collection of secrets of cultivating immortals were placed directly in front of him for him to learn. Zong Qingchuan lived up to the high expectations of the sect leader.

The sect leader was getting more and more surprised.

I almost thought it was the reincarnation of some great power.

But obviously, Zong Qingchuan is not, he is just an immortal king who has passed through the tribulation of love.