Wen Yiming got up and paced slowly with small steps, and said in his heart, what Shu Jianfan said is not unreasonable, but this will eventually lead to a rebellion out of the twin cities. Lā knew very well that once he entered the Creative Arts Pavilion, it meant that he had one foot out of the Twin Cities. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info not to mention that this world is not tolerated by people who change to the sect and betray the sect, just the loyal soul of the soldier in his bones makes it difficult for him to accept.

However, he also clearly knew that the identity of the blind monk Li Qing would be revealed sooner or later, and once that day came, Shuangcheng Peak would be under the city. And he doesn't know how long he will be delayed in the northern frontier, even if he is stationed in Shuangcheng, with his current strength, he will not be able to power the king.

What's more, his mother is now living in the Twin Cities, which makes him feel depressed in his heart. To put it bluntly, it's still not strong enough!

At this moment, he even swore in his heart that after joining the Creative Arts Pavilion and entering the Northern Frontier, he must use all his time and resources to frantically improve his strength and form an iron-blooded force.

Once you return to the south, all hidden dangers will be uprooted, and the famous sword Tianmen of Qingyun Castle, no matter who dares to be dissatisfied, they will be killed one by one!

After a long time, he turned around and looked up, and said calmly, "How long will this take? I must rush to the north as soon as possible." ”

Shu Jianfeng had a trace of guilt in his eyes, and said, "It's getting late today, and tomorrow morning, you go to the Twin Cities Hall to meet them, and it is estimated that you will leave immediately after the negotiation." As for the timing, it's not very clear at the moment. ”

Wen Yiming's mood fluctuated a little at this time, and he saluted a few people and prepared to leave. But Feng Yi raised his hand and stopped him, "You go to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion with the old man, I heard that you want to understand the alchemy profession, and Jian Feng asked me to introduce you for you." ”

Wen Yiming nodded, he knew that Shuangcheng was also helpless about joining the Creative Arts Pavilion. Shu Jianfeng even thought of this little thing for himself, which made him feel better.

"There's Uncle Lao!" Shu Jianfeng got up and said to Feng Backwards.

Wen Yiming looked at Feng Yi in amazement, and said secretly, Feng Yi is the master's uncle? Drunken Man is Feng Yi's junior brother, this!

Turning his head in astonishment, he looked at the silent drunken man, who was pouring sip after sip of stuffy wine.

The drunken man sighed, glanced at Wen Yiming with some loss, waved his hand, and said, "Go ahead, don't waste your talent"

With that, the figure shook and disappeared into the Linyuan Pavilion, leaving only a long roar full of depression that echoed for a long time.

Along the way, neither of them spoke. When he was about to reach the top of Mengshan Mountain, Feng Yi stopped his steps and said, "Your master and I have not asked about the world for many years, and we don't say anything about this matter, this is your own business." You can comprehend the gun intent of others, which proves that you are a person who would rather bend than bend. This is very much in line with the appetite of the old man to cultivate the sword, no matter what the road behind is, the Mengshan Hidden Scripture Pavilion will follow you in and out. ”

When Feng Yi entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he said, "Gurama is my best friend, in fact, he is a very good person, but his temper is too eccentric, and his weakness is that he loves books and listens to stories." ”

Wen Yiming bowed to Feng Yi's back, stood for a moment, and walked into the Treasure Pavilion.

He came to the Treasure Pavilion once, and when he left, he ran away. Seeing this hall again at this moment, I can't help but laugh when I think of the scene when the old man with a rosacea nose was furious.

"Come in, come in, innermost. Speed point, the old man has limited time. ”

A voice came from one of the rest rooms at the very back of the hall.

Wen Yiming followed the sound through the main hall, and when he entered the room, he found that the old man named Kurama was half-paralyzed on a large bed, holding a thick book and reading it with relish.

"Senior, excuse me. Wen Yiming bowed, but his eyes rose to look at Kurama's expression.

Gu Rama raised his eyelids, put the scroll down, glanced around Wen Yiming, and entered the topic directly, "You kid is interested in alchemy?"

"The kid doesn't know anything about alchemy, and he really wants to know how to become an alchemist?" Wen Yiming nodded and said respectfully.

Kurama opened her thick purple lips and laughed, "Alchemist? Do you know what an alchemist is?"

Seeing Wen Yiming shook his head blankly, he instantly retracted and said, "Alchemy is divided into two categories, one is mainly based on refining potions, this kind of alchemist has little future, but his status is still respected; Only an alchemist who can refine a concoction can be called an alchemist, understand?"

Wen Yiming suddenly realized and asked, "What do potions and mixtures mean?"

"Refining pharmaceuticals is the foundation, and the requirements for methods, formulas, materials, appliances, etc. are relatively simple, and they are all disposable consumables; ”

Kurama's voice changed, and he continued, "This is not the case with the mixture, the techniques, formulas, materials, and appliances are extremely complex, and the requirements for cultivating the true qi attribute of comprehension are extremely high, and after the mixture is consumed, it can maintain its efficacy for a long time, the shortest can reach three days, and the longest can even be as high as several years. ”

"This is so awesome!" Wen Yiming was surprised.

Gu Rama glanced at Wen Yiming and said proudly, "That's it, it's like a bottle of high-grade great power potion, if you take it, you can maintain the effect of tripling your strength for up to ten days!, and there are no side effects." ”

Wen Yiming scratched his ears and cheeks excitedly, and said, "Senior, how can you become an alchemist!

As if looking at a turtle, Gurama looked up and down at the following Yiming, and said, "Alchemy is a profession that burns money, and the younger you learn, the better, because you need to memorize a lot of traditional recipes, as well as the medicinal properties of various materials, and even the probability of compatibility between each material and other materials, and so on." In short, you can't even enter the door in three or five years. You kid dismiss that thought!"

Seeing that Wen Yiming still didn't flinch, Gurama continued to strike, "Boy, you're thinking too much. In the Western Regions, alchemy is divided into seven levels: apprentices, junior and intermediate, senior masters, grandmasters, and divine masters. ”

Gurama continued triumphantly, "The old man is talented, a genius of heaven, and a proud son of heaven, and he has spent thirty years, and he is only a high-level alchemist. Not to mention anything else during this period, the gold coins burned alone are enough to pave Mingyang City with gold. Boy, understand?"

"Senior, are you a senior alchemist?" Wen Yiming was not shocked, but was extremely excited.

Gurama laughed and squeezed the rosacea like a head of garlic, "Don't you really want to worship, the old man is right!"

Wen Yiming scratched his head and said with a sneer, "Worship is a must, can you always teach this alchemy, the kid is a big deal, call you Master Sheng!"

For the sake of alchemy, this guy is really hard enough, and he doesn't want any face.

"Hmph, don't do this!" Kurama sneered, "the master is exempt, that's false." What good can I do if I bother to teach you? By the way, if there are any good books, maybe I will consider it. ”

Wen Yiming picked his scalp, covered his hands with ink in his hair, and said, "I don't have any books, but the kid's head is simply the largest library in the Heavenly Continent!"

Kurama turned his head to look at Wen Yiming's long black hair, and wondered, "What do you mean?

Wen Yiming asked tentatively, "What type of books do you always like?" ”

As soon as he talked about books, he became interested, but he still doubted, "The old man reads all kinds of books, and his favorite is all kinds of historical stories, celebrity biographies, what kind of happy enmity, is there?"

"Hahaha" Wen Yiming shouted in his heart that God would help me, and laughed loudly, "Senior, you are really like-minded with me! ”

"Oh, is it?" said Kurama, sitting cross-legged at the head of the bed, "if the old man is satisfied, you will be indispensable." What's this story called?"

Wen Yiming smiled and said, "This story is called "The Legend of the Condor Heroes""

"Oh, what a name! Hurry up, tell the old man, although the old man doesn't like to shoot, but he likes heroes!"

Wen Yiming""

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