Chapter Ninety-Seven: Passing the Examination
"Minmin, how many times have I told you, this is the place where the trade union assesses, and the entry and exit should be slower, what if it affects the assessment of others?" Take a deep breath, you can't hide, Uncle Shuai taught earnestly.
"Eun!" Surprisingly, the girl who was arrogant before is now nodding like a chicken pecking rice, and she is not a rude and willful scoundrel at all.
However, her head looked at the young man who was packing up after refining failure, and muttered in a low voice: "Fortunately, it failed, otherwise the level that I managed to catch up with would be surpassed by Guo Liang's guy." ”
Mu Ziyan Khan: It turns out that you are afraid of being surpassed by others, so you sincerely come to make trouble? Aren't you deceiving yourself? Being stronger than you is better than you, the level certification is just for others to see, you know best what kind of strength you are, is this necessary? Fortunately, the young man named Guo Liang had a problem when refining by himself, if it was really because of you that the refining failed, then he would not be angry?
Before Uncle Shuai could say a few words, Guo Liang had already packed his things and was about to leave, and glanced at her when he passed by Zhao Min without speaking.
Zhao Min proudly raised his pink fist at him, as if to say: Sample, even your strength dares to come to the assessment, refining failed!
Seeing that Guo Liang was leaving, Uncle Shuai asked, "Guo Liang, the assessment is not over yet, you still have one more chance to refine, why don't you practice?" ”
In Uncle Shuai's opinion, Guo Liang's previous refining was already perfect, if he wasn't a little anxious in the end, maybe he would have succeeded, and if he did it again, he should have a great chance of passing the assessment.
"There's a crazy cat here, and today's assessment won't be successful." Guo Liang is very self-aware, waving his hand, and his head will not leave.
Zhao Min, who was still playing the victory POS, instantly exploded, and the joy of victory was all washed away by this sentence, shook off Uncle Shuai, and left angrily.
"Hey!" Uncle Shuai sighed, the relationship between the two most talented people in the Tree Refiner Guild is like this, which is really worrying.
Uncle Shuai picked up Mu Ziyan's assessment list and continued to read: "Mu Zi, well....age is twelve years old." Seeing this, his eyes couldn't help but light up, but he quickly retracted, because before he saw the spirit medium, everything couldn't be taken seriously, and there were little children who came to write nonsense before, and it turned out to be a big oolong.
"Put your medium in this 'basin'." Uncle Shuai pointed behind Mu Ziyan and said.
Mu Ziyan immediately turned around, and as soon as he came in, his attention was attracted by the big tonic fruit refined by Guo Liang, and he really didn't notice that there was a strange pot behind him.
The reason why it is strange is that this basin is on a cyan stone pier, and the basin and the stone pier seem to be one, the two are glued together, and if it were not for its extremely similar appearance to the basin, no one would definitely think of it as a basin.
As soon as Mu Ziyan's spirit medium was taken out, Uncle Shuai's brows furrowed, from the feeling point of view, this spirit medium is too bad, but it hasn't been tested yet, maybe he feels wrong.
When Mu Ziyan's psychic medium entered the central hole of this strange pot, the entire stone pier lit up with a faint blue light, and then disappeared, leaving a number 21 on the stone pier. At this point, Mu Ziyan finally knew the function of this stone pier, which was a thing that detected the year of the spirit medium.
"Only 21 years?" Uncle Shuai shook his head, a little disappointed, a tree refiner with this kind of spirit medium has no cultivation value, even if this owner is very young.
"Muzi, what level of test are you going to take?" Although disappointed, the work that needs to be done is still to be done.
"One-star flower level." Mu Ziyan said. With his current ability, on the premise of having three refining opportunities, the assessment of the one-star flower-level treasure medicine is simply not too easy.
The level assessment of the Tree Refiner Guild is only divided into three small levels: large stars and grass, flowers, and fruits, and the difference between the three sub-runes in each sub-level will not be subdivided, so the assessment of a one-star flower-level alchemist only needs to refine the lowest-level four-sub-rune flower-level treasure medicine.
After hearing the words of the one-star flower level, Uncle Shuai glanced at Mu Ziyan again, if a one-star flower-level treasure medicine is refined at the age of twelve, then this son's talent in the tree refiner is definitely very high, even if his spirit medium is very rubbish, there is a certain chance of breaking through to a two-star tree refiner in the future, after all, this kind of example is not unprecedented, but it is very low.
However, seeing is believing, maybe the kid in front of him is just grandstanding, and it's hard to say whether he can refine it.
The assessment of the Tree Refiner Guild, all things are prepared by the trade union, even the pots are no exception, but the pots allocated by the low-level refiner assessment are the most rubbish, according to Mu Ziyan, it should not be as good as the one he used.
The treasure medicine assessed is the most common treasure 'blood flower'.
Familiar medicinal herbs, the same garbage pot, all this seems to have returned to Mu Ziyan's secret room.
Making the mother talisman, integrating the demon crystal..... all this is smooth, just like the modern assembly line production, there is no trace of error, there is no mistake, the accuracy is a little excessive, it didn't take long for a small white flower bone to appear.
Uncle Shuai, who was still skeptical at first, was already stunned, this young man named Mu Zi was too terrifying, this skillful technique, and the dazzling speed without a pause, even if he came to refine the blood flower himself, he might not be able to do it as well as Mu Zi. The process of refining is like an artist painting, which makes people a little obsessed to watch.
Click!
It wasn't until the demon crystal shattered, the dotted line connecting the sub-runes began to shrink into the spirit medium, and faint blood-red runes continued to appear on the petals, that Uncle Shuai reacted, it turned out that so much time had passed.
Mu Ziyan smiled, came to Uncle Shuai with the refined blood flower in his hand, and said, "Please check it out." ”
Uncle Shuai carefully looked at the blood flower in front of him, and commented in his mind: Perfect color, this blood flower is definitely not like a novice can be refined, even if it is a three-star tree refiner to refine it, it is just like that!
"You've passed, go to the front hall and wait first, I'll register you, and I'll hand you out the badge and uniform later." Uncle Shuai said.
Mu Ziyan nodded with a smile and signaled understanding.
"It's incredible that he has such a high talent in the refining of treasure medicine!" Uncle Shuai looked at the disappearing back and smacked his tongue secretly, but when he thought of his spirit medium, he felt a little regretful: "If the spirit medium can be better, even if it is only a fifty-year year, the future of this son will be limitless." “
However, in a few months' bet, this young man named Muzi should be able to bring some surprises, and this matter must be discussed with the president.
Thinking of this, Uncle Shuai hurried upstairs.