Wen Yiming stared at the change of the sigil on his wrist, he was very glad that when he was about to work on alchemy all night, he took off his clothes and bracers after entering the house, otherwise he would not have noticed the magical change in his right wrist. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He didn't feel any discomfort in his wrists, just a subtle sensation connected to his blood.

When those little Venus appeared to seven, they seemed to come to life in an instant, rotating around their wrists under the cortex, and then as if they were attracted by the red runes, they were directly absorbed by the red runes, and then gradually disappeared, as if they were one with the red runes.

Immediately afterwards, the red rune slightly emitted a faint halo, which made Wen Yiming feel that there was a kind of telekinesis like an alchemy technique, and it was gently brushed on his wrist.

In the next second, the red of the sigil gradually faded, replaced by a faint orange, and the color became more and more intense, and in the blink of an eye, the sigil had transformed into a deep orange.

"This is," Wen Yiming said to himself before he said two words, and then he saw two small gold stars resurface under the orange sigil.

At this point, the faint halo on the wrist instantly disappeared into the wrist, along with the sigil and the little Venus, as if nothing had ever happened to the wrist.

However, Wen Yiming could sense the sigil with his spiritual power through the cortex, as if he was one with himself in the flow of blood, imperceptibly rippling slightly.

"How is it exactly the same as the alchemist's level indication?" Wen Yiming's raised wrist still didn't let go, just staring blankly at the already normal wrist.

After calming down, he closed his eyes and quietly thought about estimating his alchemy level.

After a long time, when Wen Yiming opened his eyes, there was a trace of incomprehension and surprise in his eyes.

Just now, he combined all his knowledge with the progress made in his own alchemy process, and it was estimated that his current alchemy water product was indeed equivalent to the level of a junior two-star alchemist.

This shows that the magical sigil on his wrist is related to alchemy, Wen Yiming is eighty percent sure, and his conjecture will not be wrong.

This was also the reason for his confusion, which he had never seen in books.

"Is it true that everyone has this kind of rune, or" Wen Yiming was a little unsure, and he didn't dare to consult a high-level alchemist about this kind of mysterious thing, in case this kind of rune was only owned by him, it wouldn't be the same as throwing himself into the net to be a guinea pig.

Thinking about it, he had no clue, but it made his mind a little messy, Wen Yiming simply meditated on the spot to recover his mental and physical strength.

Two quarters of an hour later, Wen Yiming opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbidity, feeling better and calmer.

Huan Shou looked at the hand training potions piled up all over the room, and a very accomplished smile appeared on his face, these low-level basic elixirs are useless to martial arts cultivation at all, but for ordinary people, they are really treasures.

Among them, those low-level anti-snake venom, miasma, viruses and other drugs, as well as low-level hemostasis, gold creation, bone combination, muscle building and other drugs, there are many and dazzling.

Wen Yiming knew very well that even if these low-level potions were given to Wu Xiu, they would take up space, but he was still reluctant to throw them away, and he would be of great use in the future.

Raising his hand to hold a porcelain jar of anti-snake venom, Wen Yiming took out a crystal straw and ingested a drop, and then dropped it in his mouth and closed his eyes to feel it.

"Huh?" Wen Yiming was a little strange, he felt that the strength of the effect of this anti-snake venom was a little different from what he imagined.

With his current super memory, he can even calculate eighty-one blind games, and can checkmate the opponent to death at the same time, although the number of low-level training potions on the ground is amazing, it is not difficult for him.

In the refining of each elixir, Wen Yiming has been meticulous from the initial selection of materials in order to comprehensively improve his alchemy ability under the blessing of concentration, and he has quickly analyzed the medicinal power of the year and so on in the first step of refining, and in the first step of refining, he has estimated the concentration of the essence he has condensed, so that when each elixir is harvested, he has recorded its efficacy strength and other data in his mind.

He believed that with his memory, he would not be wrong at all, and after personally testing the medicine just now, the strength of the antidote was obviously five percent higher.

A strong alchemist must not only have super alchemy strength, but also need to have accurate identification ability, which is very important, and will be highlighted in the future when entering high-level alchemy.

Therefore, there is another profession in the alchemy world, that is, a taster, this kind of person is generally in academic research, and his status is not lower than that of an alchemist.

At this moment, Wen Yiming thinks that although he is only a junior three-star in alchemy, he believes that even if he goes to the grading taster, he can at least reach the intermediate realm.

His self-confidence came from the concentration of the divine technique, if it weren't for the fact that he lacked the experience of seeing high-grade potions, even if he considered himself a high-level taster at this moment, Wen Yiming would not have felt the slightest blush.

After contemplating for a moment, Wen Yiming cleaned the crystal straw and found several low-grade potions to test the medicine, but the result was still the same.

The rigorous military personality made Wen Yiming not stop there, raised his hand to cut a wound on his arm with his fingernails, and then tested the hemostatic agent, and after a while, Wen Yiming completely believed that the efficacy of all the tested agents had increased by five percent.

"Could it be that there is an error in your own estimation? But it is impossible for all potions to be the same?" Wen Yiming still understands this truth, as rigorous as scientific alchemy, there is only one correct answer, and there are hundreds of wrong answers.

Wen Yiming thought for a while, got up and sifted out the materials of a primary life potion, and he was going to refine a new dose at the speed just now, so as to solve the doubts just now.

And this time, Wen Yiming first estimated in his own mind at any step, and then used a concentration detector to test, he wanted to know if there was something wrong with his estimate.

Life potion, as long as any martial cultivator has a spirit crystal, it will be ready at any time, which is a very large amount of consumables, providing the blood and qi lost by the martial cultivator in the battle, and playing the role of first aid.

Wen Yiming didn't have many materials left, and he was going to combine all the materials into a potion recipe that could be sold, and then exchange them for spirit crystals.

At the level of alchemy of the junior two-star, all the techniques and techniques are extremely proficient, although these recipes are being refined for the first time, but with the blessing of concentration, there is still not much problem.

The recipes for the four primary life potions were screened out, and although the concentration test was added, it still didn't take long to refine them, and the last two were all finished products, which made Wen Yiming quite satisfied.

In the following hour, Wen Yiming successively refined the Qi Recovery Potion, the Stone Skin Potion, the Strength Potion, and the Detoxification Potion.

At this moment, Wen Yiming's material inventory was all emptied except for a few high-end materials.

Wen Yiming was very excited at this time, just now under the proofreading of the concentration detector, all the essence concentrations reached ninety-five points, which is already a super master, and it is completely consistent with his estimate, once again proving that the divine skill is focused against the sky.

"Haha, Lao Tzu is the best connoisseur ever. Wen Yiming couldn't laugh too happily.

After refining, Wen Yiming couldn't wait to start testing the medicine, first of all, the life potion.

"It's this day!" Wen Yiming exclaimed with a crystal straw in his mouth, "How can the strength of the medicine increase by ten percent, which is even higher than the previous low-grade medicine." ”

Knowing that this is a good thing, he still wants to find the reason, this is human nature.

After trying all the primary potions, Wen Yiming was completely confused.

"All enhanced by ten percent, this"

Although he didn't know why, Wen Yiming still pulled the corners of his mouth almost to the root of his ears, and at the same time the thief smiled and said to himself.

"Lao Tzu is developed, money, beauty, hehe, ah no, career and love haha!"

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