I am Master Maoshan

Chapter 1819 Magical Skills
"There are too many medicinal materials. Can he control them?" An elder of the Dan Pavilion asked worriedly. His eyes revealed a trace of anxiety, and he was obviously skeptical about whether Liu Jun could successfully refine the magic pill.

"Yes, he is too arrogant. Even with the Ten Thousand Demon Cauldron and the Divine Fire, he cannot be so crazy. What if the furnace explodes? What will happen to the reputation of our Dan Pavilion?" Another elder also echoed. There was a hint of uneasiness in their voices, and they were obviously dissatisfied with Liu Jun's behavior.

At this time, all the elders had already regarded Liu Jun as one of the members of the Dan Pavilion. Regardless of whether Liu Jun succeeded in refining the magic pill or not, they had already regarded him as their own. They knew in their hearts that as long as Liu Jun could successfully refine the magic pill, the position of the Dan Pavilion would be more stable, and Liu Jun would become the mainstay of the Dan Pavilion.

On the contrary, if the refining fails, they will still have to let Liu Jun join the Dan Pavilion, but at that time, the entire Dan Pavilion will be questioned.

Chen Shanhe is indeed a master of alchemy. With his extraordinary skills and profound experience, he understood the hidden meaning in Liu Jun's heart in an instant. The idea of ​​refining magic pills in batches is nothing but a wild fantasy in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of Chen Shanhe, it is a vast world to explore.

Liu Jun's plan was undoubtedly shocking. No matter which kind of divine pill, its preciousness was incomparable. The refining of each pill required countless attempts and failures. Often, a master of alchemy could only succeed a few times in his lifetime. Moreover, even in the masterpieces of the most outstanding masters, a furnace could only produce one divine pill. Batch refining was unheard of in the history of the entire God Realm.

However, Chen Shanhe did not sneer at this, but his eyes flashed with insight. He remembered that distant era, when the gods were still flying freely between heaven and earth, some beings known as powerful beings, with their extraordinary wisdom and unparalleled strength, could indeed achieve feats such as batch refining of divine pills. But that was the ancient times, and the current world of gods is no longer that era.

Mass-refining elixirs seems like a fantasy in this era, but Chen Shanhe knows that Liu Jun is not a person who only talks about ideals, and he must have some confidence in doing so.

Chen Shanhe looked at Liu Jun deeply, his eyes showing both admiration for the young and his expectation for this great attempt. He knew that if Liu Jun could really achieve this feat, he would not only be a master of alchemy, but also a great man who created history. And he and others were also fortunate to witness the arrival of this moment.

In fact, the alchemy that they regarded as divine skills was nothing more than commonplace in Liu Jun's eyes. Although the inheritance of elixirs in the God Realm had been broken, the inheritance of Taoism in the Primordial Realm had continued to this day. Therefore, although the overall strength of the God Realm was much stronger than that of the Primordial Realm, in terms of alchemy skills, the God Realm was really not as good as the Taoism with a complete inheritance.

The reason why the Dao Sect could not refine the magic pill was entirely because many precious medicinal materials were only available in the God Realm, and the environment of the prehistoric world could not grow these medicinal materials at all. The rarity and uniqueness of these medicinal materials made it extremely difficult for the Dao Sect to refine the magic pill.

Let's get back to the point. Although almost everyone was not optimistic about Liu Jun and thought that he could not refine the magic pill, Liu Jun was 99% sure of success. However, he could not determine how many magic pills he could refine for the time being, because it was too random. When he refined magic pills in batches before, he could get six or seven pills in one furnace when he was lucky, and even only two when he was unlucky.

As time went by, Liu Jun's alchemy process was nearing completion. The aroma of the elixir in the square became stronger and stronger, even filling the entire Dan Sect, attracting almost all of the Dan Sect's disciples. Moreover, this aroma had a tendency to spread outward, attracting the attention of many people outside the Dan Sect.

This fragrance seemed to have magical power, making people yearn and marvel. Everyone present held their breath and stared at Liu Jun nervously, expecting a miracle to happen.

Finally, in silence, Liu Jun slowly opened the lid of the alchemy furnace. A more intense aroma came to his nose, making people fall in love with it.

He took out a furnace of magic pills, the number of which reached an astonishing twelve. This scene was jaw-dropping, and Liu Jun's strength and alchemy skills were evident from it.

"Oh my, is there something wrong with my eyes? Did one furnace produce twelve magic pills?" Master Wu Sheng rubbed his presbyopic eyes excitedly, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Liu Jun's furnace miraculously produced twelve magical pills! Although they did not personally identify them, with their rich experience, they knew that these pills were extraordinary and were definitely magical pills.

"Wu Sheng, you read it right, there are indeed twelve magic pills." Chen Shanhe stroked his beard excitedly, feeling deeply, "It is true that heroes emerge from youth. At such a young age, he has skills that surpass the alchemy masters. The young are really to be feared!"

Just as they were discussing happily, Master Yu Mang on the side suddenly made a move and pinched Chen Shanhe's arm. Chen Shanhe's face of surprise instantly turned into confusion. He turned his head and stared at Master Yu Mang and asked, "What are you doing?"

Master Yu Mang muttered to himself: "I just want to confirm whether I am dreaming or not."

Chen Shanhe rolled his eyes and retorted helplessly: "Then why don't you dare to pinch yourself?"

Master Yu Mang answered confidently: "Because I'm afraid of pain!"

Chen Shanhe was speechless, with a frown on his forehead. This guy is actually afraid of pain. Doesn’t he know that he is afraid of pain too?
"Hey, tell me, how can such a large amount of this magic pill be refined in one furnace? How did this kid Liu Jun do it? Can we do the same?" Wu Sheng asked Chen Shanhe and Master Yumang with a puzzled look on his face.

Grandmaster Chen Shanhe smiled slightly and said: "The refining of this magic pill is probably not accidental. This kid is extremely talented, and he probably has the guidance of a famous teacher. The skills he uses are what I have only seen in some fragments handed down from ancient times. In addition, he is diligent and hardworking, and with the cooperation of the Ten Thousand Demons Cauldron and the Phoenix Fire, he can refine the magic pill in this way. His model cannot be imitated by others." There was a strange light flashing in Master Yumang's eyes, and his gaze was as bright as stars, revealing his ultimate pursuit of alchemy.

Then, Master Yumang turned around, faced Chen Shanhe, and said seriously, "Old Chen, I hope you can do me a favor."

Chen Shanhe looked at Master Yumang and his heart skipped a beat. He had a premonition that this psychopath Yumang was going to cause trouble again.

"Well, if there's anything, let's talk about it when we get back," Chen Shanhe said after hesitating for a moment.

Master Yu Mang took a deep breath, and then said something that shocked everyone: "It's too late, I want to worship him as my master now."

Hearing this, the elders of Dan Pavilion looked as if they had eaten a fly. Although they usually thought that Master Yu Mang was a little crazy, they didn't think he was that crazy. However, today they realized that Master Yu Mang was not crazy at all, but was clearly insane.

At this time, Liu Jun just came over with a freshly made magic pill. Hearing Master Yu Mang's words, he immediately stopped him: "No, no need to become my disciple. I will naturally teach you this skill. As for whether you can learn it, that's your business."

Liu Jun said this not because of the big generation gap between them, but because he really couldn't stand Master Yumang's madness.

Chen Shanhe frowned and asked in confusion, "Are you serious?" The shock in his heart was like a raging storm, and he couldn't calm down.

In Danzong, although alchemy masters and grandmasters would exchange their alchemy skills and experiences with each other, everyone had their own unique skills. This unique method of refining magic pills would not necessarily be taught even to one's own apprentices, let alone an outsider.

However, for Liu Jun, these rules did not seem to exist. Because when he got the ancient alchemy scroll of the Taoist sect, it was clearly written in the scroll that this skill could be passed on to others as long as the other party had enough understanding to learn it, and the head of the Taoist sect also said that it could be passed on to others.

Master Yu Mang is very persistent in learning this skill. He doesn't care about face. In his opinion, nothing is more important than improving the level of alchemy.

Master Yu Mang looked at Liu Jun with burning eyes and said enthusiastically: "Become your disciple, let's all become your disciples. Since we want to learn this skill, we should become your disciples. Moreover, we should also do things like serving tea, pouring water and carrying urine pots, which are what apprentices should do. This is the inheritance."

"????" Liu Jun imagined the scene of Master Yu Mang, a madman, serving him, and quickly took two steps back to refuse, "No, no, if you want to learn, you can discuss it with each other. There's no need to become my disciple. If you really want to become my disciple, I'd rather not teach you."

Master Yu Mang wanted to say something, but before he could finish his words, the other sharp-eyed elders quickly covered his mouth and then cleverly pulled him behind the crowd. The elders' actions were clean and neat, and it was obvious that they had cooperated tacitly countless times.

Although they were filled with a deep desire for such exquisite skills and understood the ancient motto of "the master is the one who is more accomplished", they found it difficult to accept that all the elders of the Dan Pavilion should collectively worship a young man as their master, as if there was an insurmountable psychological threshold.

At this time, Chen Shanhe stood up, looked at everyone, and said, "Since you've said that, there's no need to be so reserved. We are all for the future of Dan Pavilion, for the pursuit of higher-level alchemy skills. We should discuss with each other and make progress together. If you have any unique skills, don't hide them from others. This is what we should do."

Upon hearing this, the elders nodded in agreement with Chen Shanhe's statement. "It should be so." "Yes, it should be so."

Their voices echoed in the spacious square, full of determination and faith. They knew that it would be wrong to keep such a skill to themselves.

Originally, these alchemy enthusiasts had good intentions. Even if Chen Shanhe didn't say it, they would have to give certain benefits in exchange for Liu Jun's alchemy skills.

Most of the masters who are obsessed with alchemy are not bad people at heart. After all, those who spend all day thinking about cheating people have no time to make good pills, because alchemy requires one to devote one's whole body and mind to it in order to make a good pill.

At this moment, the elders of Dan Pavilion all had a strong desire in their hearts, that is, to live up to the trust of this young man, and they were determined to teach their unique skills with a more sincere attitude.