Under the starry sky, the young man fell under the mahogany tree and gasped, and after a few days of cultivation, Han Yu finally broke through the triple qi training.

"It's too time-consuming. ”

With Han Yu's physical strength to practice qi three times at this time, he could only hold on to thirty rounds at most, and he had to rest for most of the hour, which meant that he had to rest for as long as he cultivated.

The scroll in his backpack shimmered, and a transparent figure appeared in front of him.

"Hehe, your physique is still too bad. ”

The old man smiled and looked at him with some playfulness.

"Burning the elderly, is there any other way?"

This kind of "wave" is time-consuming, Han Yu really can't afford to consume it, if he can continue to devote himself to cultivation without resting for so long, it will be a great improvement for himself, but now Han Yu is still powerless, he can only look at the old man for help.

"There is a way, of course. ”

The old man looked at Han Yu who was moving with a smile and said, "Boy, have you ever heard of an alchemist?"

"Alchemist?"

Han Yu's eyes widened, "The rumored alchemist?"

In the Great Qin Empire, in addition to cultivators, there are many professions, and there are two professions among these professions that people are extremely desirable for, that is, alchemists and builders.

Alchemist, the Great Qin Empire, the most noble profession, the most basic role of his profession, that is, healing.

Who in the world can be disease-free?

No matter how high your cultivation is, there will be times when you get sick, and if you don't have the alchemist's elixir, you can only fall under the punishment of the disease.

If you want to become an alchemist, first, you must have a "Dan" formula, according to the records of the "Dan" prescription, and then according to the spiritual "medicine" on the Dan prescription, refine and gather the "Dan medicine", which can be regarded as an alchemist!

Of course, if you want to condense the elixir, the amount of spiritual 'medicine' spent is extremely terrifying, that is, those big families in big cities can cultivate an alchemist, which is already very good, besides, the pill is not so good, it is generally passed down from generation to generation.

The level of an alchemist is naturally closely related to the elixir he refines.

"Hey, hey!"

The old man smiled proudly, "Let's apprentice!"

"Apprenticeship?"

Han Yu was stunned for a moment and thought of the master Li Jingyao who gave him this scroll, but after thinking about it, it was precisely because of the careful teaching of the old man who was rebellious that he was able to break through the first level of qi training and reach the current triple level of qi training, so that the old man of the old man was also his true master, and he even bowed down.

"Master!"

Alchemist, if he becomes an alchemist, then the current situation will change.

"Hmm!"

The old man of Dao Rebellion also became rare and serious, and with a flip of his hand, a complete book of Danfang with a glittering stream was suspended above his palm.

'Yuanyang 'Dan' Dictionary', four quaint big characters are presented in front of Feng Hao's eyes. The fragrance of the pill 'medicine' was fragrant, making Han Yu's body light, and his tired state was swept away.

"This is the Yuanyang 'Dan' canon, created by my master, which can cure all diseases in the world and cure all poisons!"

The old man said with a solemn face.

"Take it!"

As soon as his palm moved, Yuanyang's 'Dan' Dian naturally floated up, and Han Yu reached out to catch it.

"Confess the Lord with blood!"

"Yes!"

Han Yu didn't hesitate at all, biting the index finger of his left hand, a drop of bright red blood dripped on top of Yuanyang's 'Dan' canon, and then slowly seeped in, when the blood droplet completely penetrated in, the 'Dan' canon dispersed into his body as a little starlight.

"Sure enough, only the 'Void Martial Arts' physique can control the Yuanyang 'Dan' Classic!"

The old man quietly watched all this.

After a while, Han Yu opened his eyes with a bitter face.

Thinking of the method of refining the 'Dan' medicine recorded in the Yuanyang 'Dan' canon, he wanted to cry.

That's really a huge amount of elixir, and his scalp is numb when he looks at it!

"How so?"

He remembered that he had heard the palace master of the Shushan Sword Palace say that the alchemist only needed more than a hundred types of spiritual 'medicine' to condense the 'medicine' pill, and the types recorded in the Yuanyang 'Dan' canon would definitely not be left in the tens of thousands.

"Whew! You kid is really in the midst of blessings, and you don't know how to be blessed. ”

The old man sneered, "If you spread the 'Yuanyang 'Dan' Dian to you, you see what kind of wind and 'waves' it will cause, besides, it can cure all diseases and detoxify all poisons, and there is no relative 'medicine' and 'sex' How to cure it? How to solve it?" ”

In fact, Han Yu also knew that the higher the level of the 'Dan' canon, the greater the effect, and the more spiritual 'medicines' needed to condense the 'medicine' pill would be, but with tens of thousands of spiritual 'medicines', when would this be available?

"Master!"

Han Yu looked at the old man with a blank look.

"Don't look at me like that, will I keep the elixir?"

The old man rolled his eyes.

Thinking back then, in order to condense the perfect "medicine" pill, it was a lot of effort, and he had to keep the "medicine" pill and perfect the "medicine" pill, how could there be any spiritual "medicine" left?

"It's not useless. ”

Han Yu cried with a small face.

What a joy in vain.

"Boy, you just need to recover your strength, refining the most basic fatigue pill recorded in the 'Dan' canon, and refining the 'fatigue pill' is really stupid!"

The old man scolded him with a hatred of iron and steel.

"Uh..."

Han Yu naturally didn't know this, and looking at the old man with angry eyes, he smiled wryly.

"Look at it yourself, it's up to you what you can achieve!"

The old man snorted lightly, and his transparent body turned into stars and entered the scroll.

"Whew..."

With a breath, Han Yu stood up, it was already midnight at this time, and without thinking too much, he returned to the inn.

Lying on the "bed", he thought nonsense, and he soon fell asleep.

The next day, Han Yu didn't go to the morning exercise again, he practiced in the small courtyard for thirty times, then stood up, went back to the room, pocketed all the savings over the years, more than three hundred gold coins, and walked towards Fang City.

"Let's take a look, the skin of the rhinoceros leopard beast is intact, and it is only three hundred gold coins!"

"Made of fine iron, a hammer weighing fifty catties, only sold for seventy gold coins!"

"The best elixir, fifty gold coins each!"

It was at the entrance of the "gate" of Fang City, and a burst of noise came all over the world, looking for those shouts, Han Yu slowly came to a "medicine" stall.

The stall owner is an old man in cloth, and on his stall, there are hundreds of various kinds of spiritual "medicine", a fragrance, lingering on the spiritual "medicine".

Taking a closer look, Han Yu was that there were two spiritual 'pills' placed on the current stall, which were two of the three materials needed for the Fatigue Relief Pill recorded in the Yuanyang 'Dan' canon.

"How to sell this translucent Ganoderma lucidum, borneol incense?"

He pointed to the ripples of water, a spiritual medicine that was as red as blood, and asked the old man.

The old man just glanced at it, and then said directly: "Forty-five gold coins for one plant, and one foot for one hundred and twenty gold coins for borneol incense!"

Hearing this price, Feng Hao's brows furrowed.

His total savings were only three hundred and fifty-two gold coins, and if he continued to count them like this, he was afraid that it would be of no use.

There was no money, Feng Hao felt the pain of having no money for the first time, and he also knew how much he had to spend every day to enjoy the spiritual "medicine" to recuperate.

"Uncle, I only have three hundred and fifty-two gold coins, three translucent Ganoderma lucidum, and two feet of borneol incense, can I make it?"

Feng Hao took out all his savings and put them in front of the old man.

"Well..."

The old man seemed a little hesitant, but seeing that Han Yu didn't have a trace of pretentiousness, he bit his 'lip', "Okay, become 'Jiao'!"

"Thank you, uncle!"

Han Yu was slightly happy in his heart, and handed all the gold coins to the old man.

As soon as he put the elixir into the cloth bag, a harsh voice sounded in his ears.

"Yo, isn't this our Uncle Han?"

Hearing the prestige, Han Yu saw a richly dressed and handsome man, and there were four gorgeously dressed men walking over beside him, Han Yu frowned, it was him again, Kang Gou.