At the end of the street, there are crowds of people.

The endless stream of people is like a long dragon, vaguely branching out of the river, radiating down and spreading throughout the county.

Song Feng walked for more than ten minutes, and finally stopped in front of a tall building.

Although the geographical location of this building does not belong to the center of the city, but is located in the direction of the north of the city, it is still full of people coming and going, and it is very lively.

A faint medicinal fragrance faintly wafted out of it, and the sweet smell of the pill was permeated nearby.

A plaque made of unknown wood hangs above the building, with several large characters written on it.

Alchemist's Guild.

An inexplicable noble and tall atmosphere faintly emanated, and the passers-by looked at the building with admiration and yearning.

This is the paradise of alchemists, and the people inside, except for some cultivators who seek medicine, most of them are those who are noble alchemists.

Song Feng also slightly trimmed his clothes, his face was solemn, and then he walked in with both hands.

"Hello, little brother. How can I help you?"

As soon as he entered, a handsome maid came up to receive him.

It's just that the content of the words made Song Feng's face collapse slightly.

"I'm not a little brother. My surname is Song. ”

Song Feng said helplessly.

Although he is indeed thirteen years old, logically speaking, he is also a little brother, but, inexplicably, he doesn't like this title from the bottom of his heart.

Although he is thirteen years old, he is already one meter seven tall, and he can be regarded as a little adult.

"Okay. Song Gongzi, do you need any help? Are you here to ask for medicine? Have you made an appointment in advance, if you don't have words, if you want the alchemist of this guild to refin, you may still need to queue up. ”

The beautiful maid sneered, and was also amused by Song Feng's tone, and a pair of good-looking eyes were pursed into crescents, revealing a little starlight.

Then he asked patiently again.

"Forehead ......"

"I'm not here to ask for medicine, I'm here to register my identity as an alchemist, in other words, do I need to queue up to register a first-grade alchemist?"

Song Feng scratched his head and asked with some confusion.

The Alchemist Guild is distributed all over the continent, and only the imperial capital and county-level cities in the Heavenly Rim Kingdom have branches.

Therefore, there are often a lot of alchemist apprentices who come to the exam, and almost all of them are about to break through the porch, although it is said that there are very few who eventually become alchemists.

However, it is still difficult to extinguish everyone's enthusiasm and yearning for alchemists.

Therefore, the registration of alchemists is often very popular, and when encountering large-scale exams, it is very likely that there will be a long queue.

Therefore, Song Feng has this question.

"Oh, it turns out that I came to take the exam, Song Gongzi, please come with me. ”

"Originally, there was supposed to be a queue, but in the summer, the number of people who came to register gradually decreased, so there was no need to queue in the near future. ”

Hearing Song Feng's words, the maid didn't have much surprise on her face.

Because of the young people who came to register as an alchemist at the same age as Song Feng, she had seen too much, and she had received no less than dozens of them in the past few days.

But in the end, there is no one who can pass the exam and become a real alchemist!

The maid explained, and led Song Feng to a large room inside.

Song Feng followed closely behind, looking at the scene inside the guild with curious eyes.

As far as the eye could see, most of them were cultivators wearing white robes with a badge with a unique pattern on their chests.

The pattern is a flame, which should correspond to the color of the fire.

In this hall, most of them were first-grade alchemists with red flames, there were many fewer second-grade alchemists with orange flames, and there were only a handful of third-grade alchemists with yellow flames.

As for the fourth-grade alchemist of the green flame, I haven't seen it yet.

It stands to reason that this is just a small branch of the Alchemist Guild in the county town, and the fourth-grade alchemist should be a rarity.

If there are one or two of the Alchemist Guild here, then they also belong to the highest level of it, and it is naturally impossible for them to appear in front of everyone at will.

Just when Song Feng was thinking about these things in his heart, the maid in front of him had stopped, and Song Feng almost collided with her.

Fortunately, it was stopped in advance.

I saw the maid standing outside the door, knocking lightly on the door, and said in a respectful tone.

"My lord, today there is another martial artist who has come to register as a first-grade alchemist. ”

"Well, I see, let him in. ”

An aging voice rang out, responding to the maid's words.

So, the maid gently opened the door and let Song Feng in, and then closed the door and turned to leave.

Song Feng looked at everything in the room curiously, this room seemed extremely spacious, and a long table was placed in the center.

There were all kinds of medicinal herbs on the table, and Song Feng looked at them carefully, and found that most of them were some medicinal materials for refining a grade of pills.

"Boy, are you here for the exam? Why can't you think about it at a young age?"

"Alchemist, it's not that you read a few Dan books and come up with a few pseudo-pills that contain a lot of impurities, you can be called an alchemist. ”

A slightly caustic voice sounded, and there was a hint of mockery in his tone.

At this time, Song Feng realized that in the corner of the house here, there was an old man with white hair and beard.

The old man was lying in a wheelchair, holding a volume of Danshu in his hand, and was studying it carefully, and when he saw Song Feng coming in, his eyebrows were also slightly wrinkled.

Because, this teenager who came in is really too young!

Looks immature, no more than fifteen years old.

At a young age, how much experience in refining medicine can be seen, it may be just to come and see it.

The thoughts in my heart are turning, and I am a little dissatisfied.

Because he happened to see the excitement, he was disturbed by it, so he just wanted to say a few words to persuade Song Feng to quit.

"Senior, the kid is still a little confident in his alchemy, and today I came to register as a first-grade alchemist, besides, since I came here, no matter what, I want to try it. ”

Song Feng was not annoyed, and his tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

As for the old man's previous words, he didn't take them to heart, after all, in his opinion, it was just a second-grade alchemist.

If he breaks through to the Ning Dan Realm one day and becomes a second-grade alchemist, it will be a sure thing.

This old man with white hair and beard has only been a second-grade alchemist all his life, and his level of alchemy in this life has also come to an end, so it is no wonder that he will be sent to preside over the registration of a newcomer alchemist.

And he is the Dan Dao inheritance of the White Lotus Fairy, and his future is limitless, so he will not be angry with this kind of person.

Thinking of this, Song Feng felt a lot more comfortable in his heart.

"Young people really don't know how thick the sky is, okay. Then let it be up to you, if you can refine the first-grade pill required for the exam, you don't need to pay for the medicinal materials used during the exam. ”

"If you fail, you need to pay your own money. ”

The white-haired old man said lightly.

Get up from your wheelchair, walk to the table, take out a bamboo pot, and then take out some of the bamboo sticks and leave some of them inside.

Song Feng saw with some sharp eyes that all the bamboo sticks that were taken out by the old man were bamboo sticks with an orange flame on the back, and those that remained in the bamboo pot were bamboo sticks with red flames.

"Come on here, draw your own lot. What kind of elixir you can draw depends on your creation. ”

"Our Alchemist Guild has always been fair and impartial, and this is true for any examiner, and we will not deliberately favor anyone. ”

Song Feng's eyes moved slightly, and he didn't say anything, he just groped for a while, and then he didn't look at it, and directly selected a bamboo stick.

Until he saw the contents of the bamboo sticks clearly, Song Feng couldn't help but look a little strange and wanted to laugh.

Dianabol pills.

What was written on the bamboo stick was really the most familiar pill for Song Feng, and it was also the kind of pill he was best at.

I didn't expect to draw it at random, and I selected it as the content of the exam for the registered first-grade alchemist.

I still have some fate with it, and the first time I refined medicine, I chose to refine it, but I didn't expect it to be when I officially became an alchemist.

"Tut-tut. It's actually it. Looks like you're in luck, boy!"

After the old man on the side saw the content of the bamboo stick in Song Feng's hand, he also said with some schadenfreude.

A hint of banter flashed on his wrinkled face, and he immediately said in a tone of pretended concern.

"Boy, it's too late if you regret it now. The exam has not started and you will not be charged any fees. ”

"This strong pill, let alone you, even an old man will not easily refine it, it is too detail-oriented, too cumbersome, and it takes a long time, if you are not an experienced alchemist, it is almost impossible to refine it. ”

The old man twisted his beard lightly, looked arrogant, and said 'kindly' with an expression of concern for his juniors.

"It's okay, senior, I still want to try. ”

"You...... You, hmph, you kid really don't know the sky, since you want to break the bank, I have no opinion, so be it. ”

The old man stroked his sleeve violently, his face was gloomy, and he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, and snorted coldly.

"Senior, can I start?"

Song Feng ignored the old man's chattering voice, directly interrupted him, and asked directly.

The old man announced that the alchemy exam had officially begun. Only three copies of medicinal materials are provided, and if the refining is failed three times, it is a failure in the alchemy examination, and the examiner needs to pay the cost of refining medicinal materials for the examination. ”

"In addition, if the purity of the pill is less than 50 percent, it will not pass!"

After that, the old man snorted coldly again, his nostrils were facing the sky, his hands were behind his back, and he stood at Song Feng's side, as if he wanted to supervise Song Feng to prevent him from acting opportunistically.

In previous years, there might as well be some martial artists who carried a lot of first-grade pills, and when they finally refined them into pills, they just forcibly blended various medicinal materials together, and then took advantage of the invigilator's inattention to steal beams and change pillars.

When the Alchemist Guild learned of this, it was also furious.

First, the fraudulent alchemist was removed from the identity of the alchemist, and then he demanded compensation, and at the same time refused to allow him to enter the alchemist guild.

No matter how much he begged, he could no longer register as an alchemist, and the entire continent was blocked, and even asking others to make alchemy, he was running into walls everywhere.

For a time, this matter also became a hot event.

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