The System Takes Me to Practice

Yang Fan could feel that this pill was refined not long ago, but because there is no jade bottle to preserve its efficacy, the current second-grade Qi Qi Pill was downgraded to the first-grade, and its efficacy was greatly reduced.

"How long did it take you to refine this pill?"

After checking it slightly, Yang Fan asked.

"Three days."

The boy hesitated for a while, but finally chose the truth.

In fact, Yang Fan asked this deliberately, just to make sure that the boy would lie to himself.

If the boy chooses to lie to himself in order to show his alchemy level, then Yang Fan does not intend to train him.

"Well, not bad, it's passed the first test I gave you."

The boy was stunned, thinking that Yang Fan was talking about making an elixir in five days.

"Patriarch Murong, what's his name?"

"I was an orphan. When I found him, it was because of this kind of pill. But when I saw him, he had already begun to refine the pill. When she was only in the Yuan Ying period, she really shocked me. I just watched him refining the pill. So I plan to recruit him into my Murong's house and call it Murong Fu."

Murong Yunhai looked solemn and didn't mean to be joking at all.

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth twitched, and this Murong Fu name was too familiar to him.

"Yes, I will be Murong Fu from now on."

Yang Fan was even more speechless, he was sure that this name was only temporarily thought of by Murong Yunhai. I even thought that if I didn't plan to cultivate his ideas, I was afraid that Murong Fu would be discarded as soon as he left Murong's house.

"Well, then you will follow me to learn the refining of pills."

"If this is the case, then there is little friend Lao Yang, and the old man will not disturb you for now."

A few minutes later, Yang Fan and Murongfu sat looking at each other. In these minutes, Yang Fan has been thinking about how to teach Murongfu.

"Your strength is too weak. Even if you and I teach you theoretical knowledge, your strength is too weak to practice."

"Senior, it doesn't matter. When my strength comes up in the future, this knowledge will naturally come in handy."

Murong Fu didn't care. Perhaps in his opinion, he could even refine the second-rank immortal medicine, and he was afraid of other problems.

"In that case, come with me. In a month, I hope you can remember what I gave you."

It didn't take long before Yang Fan came to the pavilion in the pool in the courtyard, where aura was more abundant.

Simply set up the next formation, and then Yang Fan took out a series of books about medicinal materials. These books were obtained by Yang Fan through various channels, and even if the pharmacist of the Ninth Stage refines, it is impossible to remember all the characteristics of the medicinal materials. Many times, when refining a pill that I have never seen before, I need to refer to books to dare to refine it.

"You have to remember these books completely within seven days, and keep them in your heart. I will check them randomly."

There are nearly a hundred books in total, each of which is dozens of centimeters thick. However, the records in these books are only a few tenths of the medicinal materials of Xianyu, at least Yang Fan has never heard of it. Someone knows and knows the characteristics of all the medicines of Xianyu.

It is impossible even for the Saint Grade Alchemist of the Upper Continent.

"so much!"

Murong Fu was frightened. He had never seen such a thick book before. He just opened a book with dense words. He felt dizzy just by looking at it, but fortunately, every medicine has a corresponding picture. Otherwise, it is difficult to imagine what the medicinal materials look like in the description.

"That's too much? Do you know how long I have used these books by heart?"

Yang Fan sneered. Although Murongfu only had a poor Nascent Soul stage, the level of brain development of the cultivator was very high, but high did not mean that he could remember everything at a glance.

"how long?"

Murong Fu subconsciously said.

"Half an hour."

Murong Fu was shocked, but he didn't think Yang Fan lied to himself, it was completely unnecessary.

"You don't have to be discouraged. My strength was Human Wonderland. If you can remember it within seven days of the Nascent Soul Stage, it shows that you are working hard."

"Well, you can see for yourself first, I will come over to copy you in seven days."

In this way, Yang Fan entered his room and practiced in retreat.

The next morning, the preacher and the lord came again. Needless to say, they came for instant noodles.

At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, Yang Fan, the preacher, and the lord were sitting at the stone table. One person and one animal looked at Murongfu in the pavilion, with some doubts.

"I'm paying back the favor of the Murong family and training them a senior alchemist."

Yang Fan was not quick or slow. In his hand, he was holding a can of Happy Fat Boy Water. Lord Lv and the preacher didn't like this drink. Every time Yang Fan drank it, these two guys chose to leave a distance.

"Brother Yang, when shall we go to that exchange meeting?"

Lvye doesn't like staying in this place for too long, especially in such a leisurely place.

"Yes, you said before that you would take us to Xianwuzong, and you would also take us to join. Is this true?"

The preacher was older, and Yang Fan felt it came out because he was worried about not being able to join.

"It's okay, even if you can't join. You can also join as my servant. As for the lord, you..."

Yang Fan showed a harmless smile on the face of humans and animals, and the lord immediately felt bad.

"I told them, you are my pet."

"by!"

The lord and the preacher shouted at the same time.

"Brother Yang, I didn't take you to play like this. Actually, Taoist priests and I have been idle all year round and don't like to join any sect."

"The donkey is right. With my talent, I could choose to join a sect as early as hundreds of thousands of years ago, but I didn't choose to do so, and I was free to be a free man."

The preacher was robbed and kidnapped all the year round without being beaten to death. Yang Fan had convinced him. As for why the preacher didn't like to join the sect, it was probably because of his weird personality that he couldn't live without being placed anywhere.

The same is true for Lord Lvy, his stomach full of supernatural powers, if someone knows its details, I am afraid that he will be searched in minutes.

"Then whatever you want, after the exchange meeting, I will go to Xianwuzong. As for how long I will stay, I really don't know how long it will be. I may be separated at that time."

Yang Fan said intentionally or unintentionally, his gaze boss looked at one person and one animal.

The Lord Lu and the preacher turned their eyes, and quickly transmitted the voice of the divine consciousness.

"Come on, Brother Yang, I am a man of love and justice, old man, I will go to Xianwuzong with you, but to the outside world, I am your housekeeper, not a servant."

"And me, you have to tell the public that I am yours..."

The lord scratched his ears and couldn't remember his identity.

"My companion is ready."

Yang Fan answered for the lord.

"Ah yes, this identity is okay."

Lu Ye slapped his right fist on his left palm, his eyes lit up.