Ahhh

It was at this moment that a terrible voice resounded throughout the chamber, as if its owner was suffering unbearably.

"What's wrong with you?"

Seeing such a situation, Song Feng's face was also shocked.

It's only been less than two hours, could it be that something unimaginable has happened during the time when he was refining medicine?

So he hurriedly walked over and picked up the white-haired old man who fell to the ground and couldn't stop twitching.

I saw that the old man's originally slightly ruddy face was extremely pale and weak at this time, the green tendons on his arms were bursting up, his face was almost distorted, and the corners of his mouth were also bleeding blood.

After about half a column of incense, the old man, whose body was shaking like chaff, finally slowly stopped, exhaling softly in his mouth.

The old eyelids were tightly closed, and he leaned against Song Feng.

"It's okay, the old man is fine. ”

Hearing Song Feng's words of concern, the old man's pale face squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said weakly.

"Can you rest first, would you like to call a doctor for you?"

"No need, have you succeeded in refining your elixir?"

The old man waved his hand again and again, gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and hurriedly rejected Song Feng's kindness.

He naturally knew his own situation, but his spiritual power was devoured, and there seemed to be a thorny erosive force on that strange medicine pod.

Therefore, at this time, not only was his mental power damaged, but even he suffered a strong backlash.

The entry of an alchemist who was not good, and who could not be promoted with great difficulty, was dragged down again, and the distance from the third-grade alchemist increased infinitely.

It's really a loss to steal chickens and rice, and I lost my wife and soldiers!

The old man secretly said with a bad breath, and then he was full of doubts.

A quasi-third-grade alchemist peeked at the junior alchemy who hadn't even arrived at the first-grade alchemist and was counterattacked, who would believe this?

If it were him, he wouldn't believe it.

However, it did happen to him, and the sharp pain that remained in his body was still spasmodic, reminding him that it was indeed happening.

"It seems that there is something strange about that medicine tripod, is it a spirit tripod?"

The old man muttered inwardly.

Thinking of this, the old man's aging eyes burst into light, and his thin hands trembled a little.

Lingding, what a existence that is.

It is the dream of countless alchemists, and having a spirit tripod has some huge benefits for refining medicine and cultivation.

There is a list in the Tianyun Continent, I don't know who counted it, and its appearance can be traced back to ancient times and even as far back as the beginning of heaven and earth.

It is dedicated to keeping track of the characteristics of those domes, and ranking them according to their rarity.

The Lingding who can be on the list all have mysterious and indescribable power, and they are also the yearning of alchemists.

And this strange Lingding in front of him, which can devour the spiritual power of outsiders, could it be one of the Lingding on the Lingding list?

The old man also thought thoughtfully, and secretly looked at the simple medicine pod not far away without a trace.

But I still can't see why.

"This lord, this is the powerful pill refined by the kid, please take a look. ”

Song Feng patted the medicine pod, only to see a few pale red pills floating out of it, which were powerful pills.

"It's really been refined by you, it's really terrifying!"

The old man took it and took a look, only to see that the pill in his palm was still exuding warmth, and the fragrant medicinal fragrance permeated the entire chamber.

The pale red surface of the elixir looks extremely bright and bright under the illumination of the light.

"This purity is estimated to be more than 90 percent. ”

After taking a closer look, the old man also gasped.

His face was shocked, he could understand what this meant, indicating that Song Feng's alchemy had entered a new realm.

That's the Perfect Dan!

Legend has it that the Dan Dao is divided into three realms, namely the First Dan, the Perfect Dan and the Dan Halo.

The method of judging the realm is very simple, that is, according to the purity of Cheng Dan.

The purity of the pill is less than 90 percent, all of which are in the first Dan realm, 90 to 95 percent are perfect pills, and more than 95 percent are Dan halos.

Most of the ordinary alchemists in the world are stuck in the realm of Chu Dan, no matter how many kinds of alchemists there are, it is still the same.

Song Feng could naturally refine a strong pill containing Dan halo, but he still wanted to keep a low profile and didn't want to cause too much impulse.

A first-grade alchemist can refine an elixir containing a halo, which is really shocking.

This matter will definitely attract the attention of those who are interested, and it must be that he has some secret to do this, and in this way, it will cause some unnecessary trouble.

"Am I passing?"

Song Feng scratched his head and asked with some anticipation.

"Congratulations, you've become a first-grade alchemist. Please wait a moment, and I'll ask the maid to bring you the alchemist's robes and badge. ”

After that, the old man called the maid who had originally received Song Feng, explained the matter, and asked her to go back and bring the robe and badge.

Before leaving, the maid didn't forget to look at Song Feng with beautiful eyes, obviously surprised that Song Feng was able to pass the exam and become a first-grade alchemist.

Next, it is to go through the process that the Alchemist Guild must go through, fill in some information, and facilitate the guild to keep a record.

When he saw that Song Feng's age was thirteen years old, the old man was greatly shocked, and he couldn't help but love talent, but he remembered that he was only a two-grade alchemist, and he was a little helpless.

The old man sighed lightly in his mouth, and he was also a little ashamed in his heart, he had studied alchemy for most of his life, whether it was the speed of alchemy or the purity, he could not compare with Song Feng.

The only thing that can be compared can only be age!

People are more angry than people.

"A mountain is higher than a mountain, if Song Feng Xiaoyou has nothing to do, you can come to my Alchemist Guild to sit and sit, and in a few days, our president will also come here to hold a debate, in addition, the elder is a four-grade alchemist." ”

After feeling Song Feng's amazing talent, the old man no longer had the arrogance he had before, his mouth was full of words of congratulations, and at this time, he also threw an olive branch to Song Feng.

For the average first-grade alchemist, the fourth-grade alchemist is an unattainable existence, and if he can get guidance, it will be a great opportunity.

But Song Feng had the inheritance of the White Lotus Fairy, so naturally he would not take the debate and analysis of a mere fourth-grade alchemist seriously, so he excused himself on the grounds that he had something else to do.

Not long after, the youngest first-grade alchemist in the Heavenly Fate Kingdom, to be precise, a thirteen-year-old first-grade alchemist, dressed in an alchemist's robe, walked out with his hands in his hands.

Behind him was the invigilator who sent him out with a smile and the beautiful maid who received him.

When Song Feng's figure disappeared, the old man also returned to the room, and a trace of greed appeared on his originally kind face.

I missed the quaint medicine pod in my heart, as if I was enchanted, and roared madly in my mouth:

"Why should a Lingding be used by a first-grade alchemist, it is really too tyrannical, it is better to let the old man come, it is really not good, the old man will dedicate it to Lord Li Ge, then I ......"

As a result, there was some flushing on the pale and colorless face, and the severe pain suffered before seemed to be not felt at all at this time, and there was only the thought of madness sprouting like weeds in my heart.

In the end, as if he had made a decision, a jade slip with a peculiar mark appeared in his hand, and he crushed it without hesitation.

......

......

After coming out of the Alchemist Guild, Song Feng felt that something was wrong, as if someone was following him.

It was originally an unintentional turn of mind, but he found a looming gaze focused on him, and he didn't let go for a long time.

So, Song Feng also sighed a little helplessly.

He just became an alchemist, and in a blink of an eye, he was targeted by the gangsters, and it seemed that they all thought that the alchemist was a fat sheep.

Song Feng didn't pay attention to the figure behind him, but walked back to the small inn by himself, packed up his things, and put them all into the Void Mi Ring, which was to walk to a place in the city.

In the south of the county, know the horses.

As the name suggests, this is a place to sell horses.

Under the smiling reception of the boss, Song Feng randomly selected a strong wildebeest, and after paying the money, he led the horse and walked in the direction of the city gate.

About 20 meters behind him, in a shop, an ordinary-looking man was picking out his favorite items and haggling with the boss in an interesting way.

But his eyes were still on a young man not far away, and he saw the moment when the young man was about to walk out of the city gate.

The man who seemed to be unrecognizable when thrown into the crowd also suddenly disappeared in place, leaving behind the shopkeeper with a confused face.

As if he had been talking to the air for half an hour, the man who originally seemed to have a little desire to buy had disappeared, and he didn't know when he left.

The short and fat shopkeeper chopped his feet lightly, and complained a little about himself in his heart, but he was also helpless, who let himself close his eyes when he said that he was excited, and he didn't even notice that the guests were gone.

Outside the city gate, there were also a sea of people at this time, there were warriors who went to other cities in Jingsui County, and there were also warriors who went to the state capital, most of them traveled together.

There is only one teenager like Song Feng who rides a wildebeest alone.

In the crowd, there were already many pairs of green eyes staring at him, to be precise, at the storage bag around his waist.

"Little brother, you have been targeted by those hooligan bastards, or I will give you a ride, Master Yipin Alchemist, I will be happy to help. ”

Not far away, a neatly dressed man walked over, looked at Song Feng's first-grade alchemist's clothes, and immediately said in a polite tone.

"No, thank you. ”

Song Feng smiled lightly, and also rejected quite politely.