Using magic as an energy source and spirit as a manipulation to use magic to exert magic is the essence of a magician.

However, if the research of magic power in the European continent is the pinnacle, then the research on spiritual power is only in its initial state. This is because magic power can be cultivated and improved, while spiritual power largely depends on the level of innateness.

In terms of magic cultivation, Chongyang was unable to advance an inch when he was promoted to the third level, and was confirmed to have an insurmountable magic defect that could not be saved.

However, his height in terms of spiritual power far exceeded the general perception on the mainland. Therefore, the 100% success of making a magic scroll seems to be a dream for other magicians, and it is just a basic requirement for him.

Now that you have made a third-level magician, you have to be the best third-level magician!

This is the belief that Chongyang has re-established after an unforgettable despair. This belief supported him to stay in the academy, endure ridicule and insults, and study and practice silently and low-key.

Scroll Science, Pharmacy, Herbology, Warcraft, Magic, Magic Circle...... As the Empire's No. 1 comprehensive magic academy, Prislan's knowledge is vast and rich. In the past six years, Chongyang's time has been spent studying every branch of magical knowledge that can be learned and available to third-level magicians, and he has never wasted it.

......

The pen stopped, the array formed, and the scroll emitted a familiar flash, with a flame symbol on it flashing away. After Chongyang got the twelfth alchemy scroll and put it in the drawer, he breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed his temples.

He slumped in his chair for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes, and Huo Ran looked back at the window behind him!

I only saw the window, and in the evening, the sky was crimson and gorgeous.

"Illusion ......" Chongyang frowned slightly. When making scrolls, there is a strange feeling behind me from time to time, as if someone is staring at you from behind, which is a little uncomfortable.

You're tired, aren't you?

After resting for a while, Chongyang stood up, put on his robe, and left the room.

In the huge hall, there are rows of long tables that are 100 meters long, and the long tables are full of dazzling meals and a pair of buffet tableware. This is the large cafeteria of Prisland College.

At this time, dinner time has just begun, and not too many students have come here yet. Chongyang took a pair of cutlery, filled some steak and jam, and dined quietly in his usual quiet corner.

Either at the earliest or at the end, Chongyang deliberately avoids the peak crowd time is a perennial habit. As the only repeater in this academy, a big celebrity, as long as there are many people gathered, he will inevitably attract some unfriendly eyes, so he can avoid it.

Breakfast and lunch are eaten in their own dimly lit rooms, and only dinner comes to the cafeteria, occupying a corner that no one notices...... Such a lonely day, Chongyang has passed for many years.

He endured the humiliation, he just wanted to learn something well, and he didn't want to get into any trouble, but ...... Trouble always comes to him.

Tim @Hunn entered the cafeteria with a few friends of the same level talking and laughing, and inadvertently glanced at Chongyang in the shadow of the corner, and was slightly stunned, and the corners of his mouth slowly appeared with ill intentions.

"Hey, look over there. He patted his friend on the shoulder and motioned for them to look around the corner, "That guy...... It's a showy day, how about we go and 'ask' him?"

A group of teenagers laughed and pointed at Chongyang.

Chongyang only didn't see it, and still dined as usual.

"Hey, repeater!"

Led by Tim, four or five teenagers walked towards Chongyang's location, each with a contemptuous smile on their faces.

Chongyang slowly raised his head with an honest smile.

"You're calling me?"

"Who else is a repeater here besides you?" Tim came to Chongyang's side, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled harshly, "Oh...... I originally wanted to call your name, but I forgot the name of my predecessor for a while, I'm sorry, don't mind, hehe-"

There was another burst of laughter.

"Wouldn't mind...... I won't ......" Chongyang's expression remained unchanged, and he said with a smirk, "I don't remember your name either, classmate...... What are you looking for me?"

"It's nothing, it's just that the repeater looks like he's cowering here alone, it seems to be strange and pitiful, so I'm here to talk to you. By the way, what means did the repeating seniors use to cheat in the test in the morning?" Tim sat down beside Chongyang, picked up a glass of juice and drank it, and said, looking at Chongyang's eyes full of provocation.

Cheating on exams is considered a felony in the academy and is punishable by very severe penalties. When Tim said this, he was blatant slander.

"I didn't cheat. Chongyang's pupils shrank slightly and said.

"Nonsense, everyone knows that you can't be promoted to the fourth level in your life, and you have an incurable magic defect! If you don't cheat, how can you get a high score of nine points from Mentor Shalena?" a teenager next to him said with disdain.

"That's it...... I must have hidden a magic scroll in my sleeve. ”

"No, it should be a potion, and it volatilized as soon as it was used, so it didn't leave a trace and was not discovered by the mentor. ”

"Repeater, what a good means, how about teaching us?"

Several fourteen or fifteen-year-old teenagers surrounded a twenty-year-old young man and ridiculed him. The other students in the cafeteria who saw this scene all stood by or ignored it.

Seeing that Chongyang was just smirking at the ridicule of his own people, Tim felt a sense of conquest in his heart, but he also gradually felt bored.

Soon, he and his companions walked away.

Chongyang silently finished the last bite of steak, stood up, and walked towards the outside of the cafeteria. When he passed by a few little female students of the second-level magicians, he clearly heard the word "nerd" with contempt and pity, but his steady pace did not pause at all.

Library.

Chongyang walked all the way to the depths of the rows of bookshelves, and when he arrived at the area of Wupin Pharmacy, he pulled out five or six heavy books from a familiar position, "On the Healing Effect of Wupin Elixir", "The Heart of a Magician", "Several Wonderful Uses of Hook Wormwood", "The Cause and Effect of Vortex Reaction", ......

Chongyang sat down on the innermost table and chair, took out a pen and paper from his sleeve, and began to flip through a local book, taking notes while thinking, and sinking into the world of potion research.

Magic potions, like magic scrolls, are an important sub-subject of the wizarding world. Whether it is to assist in combat cultivation or to treat injuries and diseases, magic potions are inseparable.

Chongyang carefully flipped through the content he was interested in, without looking at it with his right hand, and wrote down the difficult and obscure words in the book in skillful blind writing, or wrote down his own understanding along with it, including the direction of research, experimental formulas, and reaction formulas.

His expression was extremely focused, his face did not move, but a pair of eyes were dripping, once he saw the main point, thought about the important point, his eyes shot a burning essence, and in his right hand, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced to write down the inspiration code like graffiti, which only he could understand.

Magic potions, the first grade is a potion that can be made by a first-level magician, the second grade is a second-level potion that can be made, and so on, a fifth-grade potion is a potion that a fifth-level magician can make.

Theoretically, this is the case, but in reality, fifth-level magicians who can make five-grade potions are rare! Because the increase in manufacturing difficulty brought about by each grade increase is really too great.

For low-level agents of one product and two grades, there are usually obvious state changes when the medicinal materials react, such as evaporation, coagulation, coagulation, discoloration, boiling, etc., but the reaction changes between the medicinal materials become hidden when the drugs of the third and fourth grades are more than three or four grades.

For example, the acceleration elixir of the fourth grade, more than a dozen kinds of medicinal materials are added, and they are all a pot of pitch-black liquid, and they will not change to a transparent color until they are successfully refined in the end. Among them, when to put more than ten kinds of medicinal materials, and when the first few medicinal materials will be reacted, is a big problem for magicians.

Can't see, can't smell, can't hear...... How can you judge? You can only judge by feeling. This sensation is called "medicine sensation". Only a magician with a "medicinal sense" can make it possible to refine high-grade potions!

"Pyrotechnics—" The shadow of the burning flame loomed again behind Chongyang, who was concentrating on reading, and he chuckled hoarsely, "Pharmacy also has this degree of involvement...... Not bad, the foundation is very solid. ”

Chongyang is immersed in the world of knowledge, still unconscious. Wupin Elixir is an area that he must go all out to study hard.

He is a third-level magician. Theoretically, he could only refine a potion, up to three grades. However, since four years ago, that is, two years after repeating the grade, a news came from the family that made Chongyang, a third-level magician, make an amazing move that he had never thought of doing - refining the five-grade potion!

The news is: my mother has a heart attack, and from then on she has to live on five kinds of heart-nourishing medicines.

In the previous life, his parents died early, and he didn't feel much affection Chongyang, and he cherished the warm family in this life. Therefore, as soon as he knew that his mother was sick and needed five kinds of medicine, he ignored his own limits and immediately launched in-depth research to find a formula and dialysis reaction...... I just figured out the three-product version of the heart-nourishing elixir by myself!

He did thousands of experiments on animals and even on himself before sending the finished product home. Without the slightest suspicion, the mother took the medicine that her son had made herself, and the result was ...... The results are quite outstanding.

My father sent the potion sample to the Potions Master Association to ask for authoritative certification, and then half a year later, an arcane-level magic potion master visited the house, saying that this new three-grade version of the heart-nourishing potion caused a sensation in the entire imperial pharmacist world!

Maybe this potions master is exaggerating a little, but it has to be said to be a miracle that Chongyang has downgraded the potion of up to five grades with the body of a third-level magician and exerted an even better effect than the original.

Other magicians had a headache with the reaction of medicinal herbs, but it was not a problem at all in Chongyang. On the surface, there seems to be no warning of the reaction of medicinal herbs, but he can clearly grasp the level measured in seconds, as if he has an extra magical eye that can see through the inside of the medicinal herbs.

Such an awesome sense of medicine can only be attributed to the strong mental power.

Originally, Chongyang could be famous with a medicine, but after careful consideration and discussion with his father, he decided to keep a low profile and negotiate with the Pharmacist Association cautiously.

Because a fifth-grade elixir was reduced to a third-grade elixir, it meant that the potion that could only be manufactured by a few high-level alchemists could be mass-produced, which meant a very huge benefit.

If others knew about it, the inventor of this new potion was only a third-level magician...... It's hard to guarantee what happens. Therefore, it is the right way to hide yourself, let my father be the representative on the surface, negotiate with the Pharmacists Association in a low-key manner, and deal with the issue of interests.

Now, Chongyang is still busy improving the heart-nourishing medicine, striving to make the mother's painful side effects of the drug smaller.

Potions are things that require huge resources and back-end support. The materials for making heart-nourishing elixirs alone are not something that you can easily collect at home.

Only Prislan, the first magic academy in the empire, can have the environmental conditions for Chongyang to research and make potions. Therefore, even if he doesn't care about anything else, just for the sake of further research on new heart-nourishing elixirs, Chongyang has a reason to stay here.

......

It was late at night.

On the table where Chongyang occupies a table, there are already seven or eight towers stacked on top of each other. His preoccupied face was hidden among the towers of dozens of pharmaceutical books, his face was a little pale, and only his eyes were full of fanaticism.

Holding a pen in his right hand, he pondered the recipes and reaction formulas on the paper in front of him that no one else could understand.

The key to the current bottleneck of heart-nourishing medicine can be summarized as the mutual reaction of the seven core medicinal materials.

There are more than 4,000 kinds of reaction sequences in total of these seven medicinal materials! The problem of Chongyang is, which one should be chosen in order to reduce the medicinal intensity contained in the finished product to the lowest level?

This bottleneck has been bothering him for a long time, and after hundreds of big and small experiments, he feels that he has caught something, but it just lacks that finishing touch. For example, when a college entrance examination student faces a geometric analysis question, he only needs a flash of inspiration to wake up, but inspiration is like a shy virgin, always hiding herself behind a looming light veil.

Tonight, Chongyang referred to the information of all parties and made no less than 100 calculations, but there was still no conclusion.

At this time, the hanging bell of the library rang, and the loud and thick bell suddenly shook the eardrums of the students who were still in the library, reminding everyone that it was time to leave.

"Alas...... That's ...... end for today" Chongyang sighed and stood up, but accidentally touched the table for a while, and suddenly there was a thunderclap, and seven or eight high-built book towers suddenly collapsed like a landslide.

Chongyang shook his head helplessly, bent over the ground to clean up, but at a glance saw the pages of several books open on the ground.

Neutralizing effect of hook wormwood......

Nabilus Reaction ......

Vortex reversal effect......

While...... Chongyang's brain connected the contents of these pages in a wonderful way, and it was like seeing the moon through the clouds in an instant, and the sky and the earth were clear, and suddenly it opened up!

"I see, you can't reduce the type of medicinal materials because of scruples about increasing the degree of medicine! This formula, as long as you add a taste of frost hook wormwood, according to the Nabilus formula, you can use the vortex reaction effect, but reduce the intensity of the medicine!"

Chongyang's mind was coaxing, his expression was stunned for a while, and then he showed ecstasy, turned around and put all the books on the desktop away!

Words, formulas, and magic array patterns poured out of the tiny tip of the pen like a flood, and in a short time they densely occupied most of the paper.

That's it, that's it! Chongyang was so excited, the light from his eyes was terrifying, and when his writing inspiration was about to end, his hands trembled slightly.

"It's unexpected, to be able to figure out this layer on your own. A murmur came from behind.

"Who?" Chongyang was startled and turned his head sharply, only to see the librarian, a fifth-level magical female student, with her chin raised, her willow eyebrows upside down, her hands on her hips, and her eyes glaring at her very angrily.

"This classmate! it's about to close, and you're still making a mess of it!?" the girl scolded sternly.

"Ah...... I'm sorry, I'll clean up ...... immediately" Chongyang was stunned for a moment, hurriedly wrote the last reaction formula character of the inspiration in his hand, and with a smile on his face, he put away the paper and pen in his hand, and bent down to pick up the books on the ground one by one.

In my mind, a vague mystery is formed.

Who's watching me?