Doupo: I'm just an alchemist

Chapter 159 Three Thousand Years

Among them, the Sage Liantian openly used monsters and humans as examples.

Even in the inheritance, the Heavenly Refiner even recorded in great detail the process of refining pills using magical beasts and humans...

"hiss!"

After reading it, Nangong Wuxin felt the desire stirring in his heart, and he couldn't help but take a breath and shook his head quickly.

If this happened in another world, this Heavenly Refining Saint would definitely be a demon, the kind that ordinary demons could not compare to.

It's okay to use monsters to make medicine, but you also use humans. This is really too much.

Suddenly, Nangong Wuxin remembered something.

He had refined elixirs before, especially those involving the magic cores of some magical beasts, so he had a clear understanding of those magical beasts.

He could even guess how the monster would die.

So if he takes a drop of blood donated by different people to make medicine, and uses the golden finger, can he continue to gain points?

Just do it when you want to. Nangong Wuxin squeezed out a drop of bright red blood from the tip of his finger.

Round, crystal clear, and flawless, like the purest red agate, it reflects a vibrant red color under the light.

The next moment, golden wind-rage dragon flame emerged and swallowed the drop of blood.

Nangong Wuxin began to refine his own drop of blood according to the teachings of the Heavenly Refining Saint, adding various medicinal herbs according to the standards for refining Dou Ling.

Soon, a strong medicinal fragrance emanated from the air. The aroma of the crimson elixir made people blush and their heart beat faster as soon as they smelled it, as if they had taken stimulants.

Nangong Wuxin swallowed the pill in one gulp. His own blood could not be wasted!
At the same time, I took a look at the panel and saw that there was an extra point on it, so I added some immediately.

He wanted to see if some of his guesses were correct.

The moment the points were added, many insights lingered in his mind. As Nangong Wuxin's mouth corners slightly raised, he also entered a state of insight.

Looking inward is a fundamental ability that a fighter can master.

Now Nangong Wuxin looked inward again and had a unique realization.

Look, that powerful heart is like a million-horsepower water pump.

Look, that indestructible spine, is this the legendary white jade pillar that supports the sky?
Look, those tough and strong blood vessels are like a rushing river.

Look, that vibrant kidney...

perfect!

At least at the Dou Zong level, this body can be called perfect!

Compared with it, other Warcraft of the same level are slightly inferior.

Those muscles that seem calm but actually contain infinite power, and those perfect lines.

Every cell can be seen clearly, and every cell is full of vitality.

Three thousand years.

A number emerged in Nangong Wuxin's mind. With his current physical condition, living another three thousand years would not be a problem.

"Three thousand years, haha, that's the number for those Nine-turn Dou Zun masters, right?"

Today's Nangong Wuxin is no longer the young man who knew nothing back then. He is very clear about the basic knowledge such as the deadline of the Dou Zun strongmen.

And now, he is only at the peak of the Nine-Star Dou Zong... But when it comes to numbers about lifespan, Nangong Wuxin doesn't think it's too much.

Slowly opening his amber eyes, a unique light flashed across his face.

Nangong Wuxin clenched his fists and let out a long sigh.

"Huh...perfect control of myself!"

"As expected, everything has multiple sides. Whether it's good or bad depends entirely on how it's used."

"The same knife, in the hands of a doctor, is a sacred object that heals and saves lives. In the hands of an executioner, it is a murderous weapon that kills."

Nangong Wuxin had a bright smile on his face. Perhaps, this was what Senior Liantian Saint was thinking.

In the sunlight, Nangong Wuxin seemed to see a blurry figure that had been there for who knows how long. The figure looked at him and smiled with relief.

……

"Senior Qin Yin, give me a few drops of your blood."

"Blood? Ordinary blood or essence blood?"

"Ordinary blood will be enough, five or six drops."

Qin Yin looked at Nangong Wuxin's departing back, her heart full of doubts. What's the use of ordinary blood?

On the other side, after Nangong Wuxin refined Qin Yin's blood, he looked at the added point on the panel with surprise in his eyes.

"Come on, let's see if I can directly see the solution to the disease that Senior Qin is suffering from."

add a bit!

A quarter of an hour later, Nangong Wuxin nodded thoughtfully.

"So, that's how it is..."

With a wave of his hand, a blank scroll appeared in Nangong Wuxin's hand.

Afterwards, he wrote down more than 900 kinds of medicinal herbs.

Looking at these medicinal herbs, Nangong Wuxin deduced them in his mind and slowly shook his head.

Another revision, this time it became more than a thousand kinds of medicinal herbs...

After revising it seven times, Nangong Wuxin looked at the final version of the recipe and nodded slowly.

"With Yin Gu's size, he should be able to obtain the blood essence of an eighth-level monster, right?"

"With these more than 1,300 kinds of medicinal herbs, it shouldn't be a difficult task for Yin Gu."

A bitter smile suddenly appeared on Nangong Wuxin's face. Could it be that he had pushed this pill recipe to the ninth grade?
Although he thought so, Nangong Wuxin's face did not look too ugly.

A ninth-grade elixir... If possible, which alchemist wouldn't want to give it a try?

Nangong Wuxin took out a volume of ninth-grade pill recipe from the inheritance of the Heavenly Refining Saint and took a look at it. After comparing it, he confirmed that the pill recipe he deduced should only be of the eighth grade and had not reached that level.

The medicinal materials needed for the elixir alone are not of the same grade.

The difference between the eighth-grade elixir and the ninth-grade elixir can actually be compared to the difference between a Dou Zun and a Dou Sheng.

The black magic thunder triggered by the lowest level ninth-grade elixir among the ninth-grade elixirs can destroy a powerful ninth-level Dou Zun.

If a semi-saint wants to take on the black magic thunder, he needs to pay a certain price.

From this we can see how rare the ninth-grade elixir is.

After leaving the pill formula to Qin Yin, Nangong Wuxin and his group left Yin Valley.

Logically speaking, that inheritance space now belonged to Nangong Wuxin. In fact, he should have taken a closer look at what that space looked like a long time ago, but Zi Nu was checking the accounts in the northwest continent.

In order to prevent Zi Nu from finding them, they could only wait a little longer.

Now that Zi Nu is back, Nangong Wuxin will naturally take them to take a look at that space.

This is the space belonging to Nangong Wuxin, and many extinct medicinal herbs have reappeared in this space.

At the same time, Dahei also discovered many abandoned secret spaces. With his Seven-Star Dousheng cultivation, he could perform spatial teleportation and directly enter those unattended secret spaces, allowing Nangong Wuxin to obtain a large number of precious medicinal herbs.

With so many medicinal herbs to squander, Nangong Wuxin was naturally very happy. Not to mention, there were three beautiful ladies to play with him.

……

At the same time, there is still one year before Nangong Wuxin graduates from Canaan College.

Wuxin Pavilion also launched the much-anticipated auction.

On this day, Wuxin City was crowded with people, literally crowded!

Many powerful people who can fly in the sky looked down and saw that the people in Wuxin City were like ants.

"Is this the appeal of Master Wuxin? It's truly terrifying!"

Mo Tianxing glanced at the equally dense crowd in the sky and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Not to mention the figures whose fighting spirit had transformed into wings, he could hardly count them all.

When Mo Tianxing arrived near Wuxin City, he had already seen at least as many figures like him walking on the void.

"Dad, can you talk to Manager Lin Long and let me come to Wuxin City to work?"

A gleam of light flashed in Mo Ya's eyes, and he admired the young man even more.

Mo Tianxing was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then he smiled with relief: "My son, you have really grown up!"

With so many powerful people here, if they could work here, show their faces among some of them, and make friends with a few, it would be beneficial to both the Black Emperor Sect and the father and son.

Moreover, Mo Tianxing also heard that this auction attracted more than one Dou Zun powerful warrior!
Just as Mo Tianxing was thinking about giving Lin Long something to arrange for his son to work in Wuxin City, a masked woman with snow-white hair and a white long dress walked into the sky above Wuxin City.

(End of this chapter)