Practice starts with skill points.

Chapter 91: Third-Rank Alchemist
Master Xue Gang pushed his apprentice away and reached out to take the pill from the furnace.

"The Great Rejuvenating Pill, it really is the Great Rejuvenating Pill, you really have succeeded."

Master Xue Gang was so excited that he couldn't control himself. When he looked at Zhong Lin again, it was as if he was looking at a god.

If a person is only a little bit better than you, then you may be jealous, but if this person makes you always look up to him or her, or even unable to see his or her back, then you will no longer be jealous, because you are no longer qualified to be jealous. At this time, you will only have endless admiration for him or her.

Jingyan also leaned over at this time, looked at the round and integrated Dahuandan with strong medicinal properties, then looked up at Zhong Lin, and an inexplicable complexity arose in his heart.

It turns out that there really is a peerless genius in this world, no, it is a peerless monster.

I have always considered myself a genius, but today I realized that the real genius is right in front of me.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of the eldest senior brother in the sect who was admired by countless disciples, and remembered his uncle's evaluation of that eldest senior brother.

"Genius? Genius is just the threshold to meeting him."

For a moment, Jingyan felt that life was boring. The things he had pursued and been proud of all his life were within the reach of others.

A big, broad hand was placed on Jingyan's shoulder. Turning his head, he saw that it was Master Xue Gang.

"Don't think too much. Let's not compare ourselves to him. He's a monster."

Jing Yan forced a laugh, lowered his head and said nothing more.

Master Xue Gang stepped forward, bowed deeply to Zhong Lin, and said sincerely, "I was so short-sighted that I almost misled you, sir. I hope you will forgive me."

Zhong Lin quickly stepped forward to support him, and said with a smile: "Master Xue, you are too polite. Ignorance is not a crime. I would also like to thank Master Xue for his guidance."

"I dare not, I almost delayed you, how dare I take credit for it. Sir, I have another unwelcome request. I wonder if you can give me some guidance."

After saying this, Alchemist Xue Gang looked at Zhong Lin with anticipation, because he found that Zhong Lin's technique of refining the Dahuan Pill was more accurate than his, and every pill he refined was of top quality, which was not comparable to his own.

Zhong Lin smiled and said, "Of course."

Soon, Zhong Lin, who was supposed to be the student, became the teacher, while Master Xue Gangdan, who was supposed to be the teacher, sat upright like a primary school student, holding a pen and paper in his hand, for fear of making any mistakes.

And as Zhong Lin explained in depth and in a simple and easy-to-understand way, even Jing Yan put aside his pride, moved a small stool and sat next to Master Xue Gang, listening carefully.

During this process, Deng Yunsheng sneaked in to check. When he saw the strange scene in front of him, his face was full of surprise, but he quickly left with a smile on his face.

"Young Master is indeed worthy of being called a Young Master. He is beyond the imagination of mortals like us. He is amazing."

Baicao Garden has six third-grade pill recipes. In addition to the Dahuan Pill, there are also the Humai Pill, the Chunyuan Pill, the Mingxin Pill, the Huihun Pill, and the Pozhan Pill.

After Zhong Lin explained the techniques of refining the Dahuan Pill, he began to study the refining methods of the other five kinds of pills.

Unfortunately, another third-grade alchemist was in seclusion refining the Pulse Protection Pill, and only Master Yin Daoyan could refine the other four kinds of pills. Therefore, if Zhong Lin wanted to learn these pills, he could only practice by himself through the pill recipes.

Zhong Lin was naturally not polite. If no one teaches me, I will learn by myself. The worst that can happen is that I will fail a few more times and spend more money!

I am the young master of Baicaotang, so I can afford to spend this amount of money.

Zhong Lin spent a full seven days refining the elixir, with Master Xue Gang and Jing Yan helping him.

Seven days also allowed Jingyan to completely give up his desire to compete with Zhong Lin. Damn it, this guy is not a human being, but a monster. Compared with him, he is as stupid as a pig.

Have you ever seen someone learn to make six third-grade elixirs in seven days? And every single one of them was top-grade during the refining process?
Is this something humans can do?

If a person could barely see the back, Jingyan would never give up and would definitely try his best to catch up, but now it was not a matter of seeing the back for Zhong Lin at all, but he was flying in the sky directly on the colorful auspicious clouds.

What's the point of chasing after that?

How could a mere mortal compare to a god? In just seven days, Jing Yan had become Zhong Lin's little fanboy.

After the last batch of pills was refined, Zhong Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

These seven days of alchemy were quite tiring. Alchemy is not only a technical job, but also a physical job.

Looking down at the system panel, Zhong Lin smiled.

"system"

Host: Zhong Lin

Method: Tianyuan Treasure Post (max level), Golden Muscle and Jade Bone Skill (max level)...

Technique: Thousand Mist Sword Technique (max level)...

Miscellaneous: Alchemy: Third-grade elixir (max level)...

Skill Points: ∞
"The next step is to learn how to make fourth-grade elixirs. Unfortunately, only warriors who have cultivated internal energy at the top three levels are qualified to refine fourth-grade elixirs. The next thing to do is to improve my strength as quickly as possible." Zhong Lin thought to himself.

The quality of each elixir varies greatly, and this becomes more so as time goes by, so the refining conditions become increasingly demanding.

For example, the temperature required for third-grade elixirs is extremely high, and ordinary charcoal fire can no longer meet the conditions. Only a high-temperature flame like the earth's core fire can meet the requirements for quenching.

According to Alchemist Xue Gang, fourth-grade elixirs require a warrior who has cultivated internal energy and uses true qi to integrate it, otherwise it cannot be refined at all.

……

It was dusk.

Zhong Lin stood at the place where water and fire merged, with magma flowing on the left and black water surrounding on the right.

Water and fire blend together, yin and yang interact with each other, and a hurricane rises around the body.

Zhong Lin stood silently holding his sword, various sword techniques flashing through his mind like a kaleidoscope.

There are the basic sword techniques taught by Mei Weixuan, the "Thousand Mist Sword Technique" taught by the master, and the "Wind and Thunder Sword Technique" obtained from Tianying Castle.

Suddenly, another hurricane hit. Zhong Lin raised his eyes suddenly, and in an instant, the sword was unsheathed, and a red light flowed on the sword.

Amidst the sharp sound of breaking through the air, a flash of sword light appeared, and Zhong Lin moved around in the hurricane.

The violent wind blew his body and disrupted his sword moves, but he remained unconcerned. His blood and energy surged, and he fought against the hurricane.

The difference in swordsmanship may seem like a hair's breadth, but in actual combat it could mean the difference between life and death.

The system gave Zhong Lin unparalleled experience, but to use it properly he still needed the cooperation of his body.

Zhong Lin wanted to practice swordplay under a waterfall like the martial arts masters in movies from his previous life, but unfortunately there was no waterfall here. Instead, there was a wind tunnel where water and fire blended to create a huge wind flow. This way, he could also practice heavy swordplay like Yang Guo.

Moreover, Zhong Lin also discovered that after all the energy and blood were consumed by practicing sword techniques, he could improve his cultivation more quickly by restoring his energy and blood with the "Tianyuan Baozhuang".

Zhong Lin would certainly make good use of such a precious place.

While Zhong Lin was practicing sword, Deng Yunsheng came running towards him anxiously from a distance.

"Sir, the young master is missing."

(End of this chapter)