Doupo: I'm just an alchemist

Chapter 156 Strange Visitor
Although there is a bottomless abyss in Qin Yin's body that has been devouring his vitality, his cultivation is still unfathomable. His cultivation level of the semi-saint realm is also very high in the Douqi Continent.

In this realm of existence, many things cannot be explained by common sense.

At this time, Qin Yin and the huge mouth of the abyss were in a state of balance. It was actually very difficult to break this seemingly fragile balance.

It is difficult to solve, and it is equally difficult to make it worse.

Two years later, colorful Dan Lei appeared again in the sky above the Sound Valley space.

Le Ning'er looked at the colorful thunderclouds in the sky and waved her hand to destroy them. Her bright eyes, spanning the space, quietly looked at the young figure, still a little surprised.

"It hasn't been that long, and you're already able to refine an eighth-grade, nine-colored elixir! Even those old fellows might not possess such advanced alchemy skills, right?"

"Xiao Ning'er, are you feeling the pressure? Seeing your younger brother reach the peak of the eighth-grade alchemist at such a young age, while you're over forty years old and only a ninth-level Dou Zun..."

Qin Yin sat aside, drinking tea and making sarcastic remarks to his own disciple. He was really unheard of.

A forty-something Nine Revolutions Dou Zun would be a super-powerful being with the potential to reach the Saint Realm anywhere. Why did he become so unbearable in his mouth?

Le Ning'er curled her lips. She was already used to this old guy. He was just her teacher. If he didn't have this status, she would have buried him long ago!
Especially the mouth, which must be sealed with fine steel.

"Within three years, I will definitely be able to enter the semi-saint realm! When that time comes, I hope that the teacher will continue to guide me in this way."

A wicked smile flashed across Le Ning'er's face, hehehe~
Seeing this scene, Qin Yin curled her lips. That's right. This girl is now continuing her cultivation normally. Why not stop provoking her?
With Xiao Ning'er's talent, it wouldn't be long before she would catch up to him as her teacher. And more importantly, he wasn't as short of time as before.

He still has several decades to live. If he provokes Xiao Ning'er again, won't he suffer in his old age?

The next moment, a small space channel appeared in front of Le Ning'er, and a slender white hand emerged from the depths of the space channel, with a small jade bottle in the palm of the hand.

Leaving the jade bottle behind, the hand was withdrawn from the space channel, and the space channel was closed along with it.

Le Ning'er looked at the emerald green lotus in the jade bottle and was stunned for a moment.

"This is the Bodhi Pill. It can increase the probability of a peak Dou Zun warrior breaking through to the Semi-Saint stage by 20%. This is only possible in our Yin Valley. If it were outside, I don't know how many old guys stuck at your level would fight for it."

Qin Yin half-lay on the grass, looking at the pill with the image of a lotus in the jade bottle, and her heart felt much more at ease.

Le Ning'er picked up the Bodhi Pill and said to Qin Yin with a smile: "Perhaps, I can enter that realm earlier, teacher."

"Ahem... You are worthy of being my disciple, Xiao Ning'er. I am so proud of you!"

"...Teacher, are you okay? Are you dying? Do you want Wuxin to help you?"

"Get lost! You're not even a Half Saint yet, and you want to rebel against Tian Gang?"

……

"It's worthy of being the pinnacle of eighth-grade elixirs. I can vaguely sense some of the mysteries of that realm."

After adding some points, Nangong Wuxin felt a little emotional. As expected, the higher the level of the elixir, the richer the enlightenment it brings after refining.

For example, the insights that this eighth-grade nine-colored elixir brought to Nangong Wuxin were incomparable to any seventh-grade elixir.

After taking a look at the pill recipes that he had collected but had not yet refined, Nangong Wuxin continued to refine them with full enthusiasm.

In the blink of an eye, two and a half months passed, and a silver-white lightning fell from the sky.

The Dan Lei of the seventh-grade elixir does not require help from others, because for Nangong Wuxin, it is actually a cultivation resource.

The thunder with the mighty power of heaven fell on Nangong Wuxin's seemingly fragile body. His white jade-like body just trembled, and the thunder that could have severely damaged a five or six-star Dou Zong strongman was eclipsed.

After seven consecutive lightning strikes, the dark clouds dissipated, and Nangong Wuxin also used his fighting spirit to transform into clothes and wrapped his body.

After putting the pill into the jade bottle, Nangong Wuxin patted the Ten Thousand Beasts Cauldron and remained silent.

At this point, even the best medicine cauldrons were just that good. Even the one ranked number one on the Heavenly Cauldron Ranking couldn't allow an eighth-grade alchemist to refine ninth-grade elixirs; it couldn't possibly possess such incredible power.

The further you go, the less help these external things provide.

"These are the only pills I can refine. I've added up all the points, so I still have to continue collecting pill recipes and herbs..." Suddenly, Nangong Wu's mind flashed, and he patted the Ten Thousand Beasts Cauldron beside him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"It doesn't matter whether I have this medicine cauldron or not, but not all alchemists have reached my level. A good medicine cauldron can be of great help to even an eighth-grade alchemist."

"However, this matter still needs long-term consideration."

When Nangong Wuxin was silently planning, a voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

"Friend Wuxin, someone is looking for you, and among them is a guy whom even I cannot see through."

Slowly raising his head, Nangong Wuxin was stunned for a moment. Is there someone that Qin Yin, a semi-saint, can't see through?
That should be the real Fighting Saint.

However, logically speaking, he should not be qualified to touch the existence of that level!
……

"My name is Zhuli. May I know the name of this friend?"

As a semi-saint of the Taixu Ancient Dragon clan, although he is no longer young, Zhu Li's strength is still at its peak. Even if he encounters a one-star Douluo, he can still fight him.

But even so, he still subconsciously felt fear when approaching the dark-skinned strong man.

The Taixu Ancient Dragon is already the top supreme bloodline among the Warcraft. He can make a half-saint like him feel afraid. This person is definitely not an ordinary strong man.

"My name is Dahei."

The burly man replied in a muffled voice, and after glancing at Zhu Li and Hei Qing beside him, he turned back again and stood quietly there waiting.

"Dahei?!"

Zhu Li’s old face almost couldn’t hold back. What kind of name is this?
Why does it sound like a pet's name?

However, after looking at this "Big Black", Zhu Li did not continue asking.

Damn it, no wonder his grandfather said humans are complicated...

Hei Qing, who was standing by, had a look of yearning and admiration on his face, and was thinking silently in his heart, should he also change his name to Dahei?
This senior Dahei is definitely not an ordinary strong man as he can be treated like this by the third elder.

Not long after, Nangong Wuxin, accompanied by Qin Yin, arrived at the reception room of Yin Gu.

"I wonder what the elders have to say about coming to see me?"

Nangong Wuxin took a look at these people. There was an old man, a middle-aged strong man, and a strong man with dark skin.

Among the three, he could only vaguely see the strength of the middle-aged strong man, who should be a high-level Dou Zun.

He couldn't spot the other two. Each one was more formidable than the other, clearly not weaklings.

Zhu Li glanced at Dahei beside him, and seeing that he did not react, he bowed and then looked at Nangong Wuxin with a kind face.

"My dear friend Wuxin, I am Zhuli, an elder of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan. I have come here specifically to look for my clansmen."

The elder of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan?
Nangong Wuxin was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the elder of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan would come in person to pick up Zi Yan.

"I do have a Warcraft friend with me. As for whether he is the one you are looking for, please wait a moment. After my friend comes over, you can identify him and tell me later."

As he spoke, Nangong Wuxin stretched out his palm and opened a small space channel.

"Zi Yan, come over and take a look. Are these two from your tribe?"

"Hey? Tribesmen? Let me see what's going on!"

The next moment, the space channel suddenly became larger, and a cute little girl in a purple dress and with twin ponytails jumped out of it.

"Where is it, where is it? Big brother, let me see!"

"This is Elder Zhuli, from the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan. See if he is one of your clansmen."

(End of this chapter)