"It stinks, it stinks. Dani pinched his nose and yelled.

This smell is really bad, and Zhou Han can vaguely distinguish several from it, there is a pungent smell of sulfur, and there is a suffocating smell produced by sweat and urine mixed together and fermented, which is the smell of nitrogen and hydrogen mixture.

"He's like a husk crawling out of a dung pit, now you know, every time a different crown prince comes to visit the Imperial Academy of Magic, I lock him up, and the dung diggers here are a hundred times more fragrant than him, I'm really fed up. Dani said.

Zhou Han didn't say anything, if he could even endure this stench, presumably this Jie Pan must be obsessed with alchemy.

Dani kicked the black wooden door with his foot, and he turned his back to the top of the tower and shouted, "Jepan Chris, a guest has arrived, specially visiting you, come by order of Her Royal Highness the Princess, open the door." ”

At the top of the tower is a small attic with windows facing the stone wall of another castle, and it is impossible to get a ray of sunlight in the attic even if it is not raining.

The slender ivory tower was surrounded by other tall castles, and Zhou Han only felt that he was standing in a deep well, with a hazy sky above his head, and the cold rain kept hitting his face.

Thunder flashed in the sky, and lightning flew in the clouds, and Zhou Han noticed that there was a silver needle on the top of this tower, not a cross, nor a stone sword, but a genuine silver needle, the tip was extremely sharp.

Zhou Han naturally knew what it was and what it did, but what surprised him was that this world was not completely ruled by magic and fighting spirit, and there were already people who began to covet the power of thunder and lightning.

The attic window was pushed open with a thud, and a teenager leaned out and looked down.

Zhou Han saw the young man, he was really just a young man, the childishness on his face had not completely faded, his green eyes were dim, and he seemed to have lost hope in life, the rain fell from behind him, and under the gray sky, he looked so lonely.

"Hello, Assistant Coach Jeppan, despicable Stephen Chow, I have come to pay my respects. Zhou Han had learned from Dani that Jaypan's position was a magic assistant before, Zhou Han took off his black top hat and said with a smile.

Jie Pan slammed the window shut and didn't make any answer, Zhou Han thought to himself, if he hadn't heard the words of Her Royal Highness the Princess, he probably wouldn't even bother to open the window.

At that moment, the small wooden door at the bottom of the tower creaked open.

The pungent smell was unrestrained and poured out unbridledly.

Dani waved his hand again and again and said, "Your Excellency Stephen will go in by yourself, I will not accompany you, and I will retire first." ”

Zhou Han nodded, he looked at the door of the black hole, and walked straight in without the slightest hesitation.

Zhou Han walked into Jepan's ivory tower and closed the door with his hand, and there was a suffocating smell in the room.

It was not easy for the eyes and nose to adapt to the environment in the house, Zhou Han found that the various colors of fluorescence in the room were flickering alternately, Zhou Han took a closer look, and was surprised to find that it was actually a solvent contained in a glass container, some of which had been prepared, and some were still in the process of reaction.

For some reason, Zhou Han became inexplicably excited, he had such a foreknowledge that in addition to being able to find the answer he wanted here, he would also be able to meet someone who could steer for him in this foggy storm, and he was standing high on the mast, holding the black banner of occultism.

The stone staircase spirals up the wall, and the stone walls on both sides of the wall are hollowed out, divided into small chambers, which are filled with various parchment scrolls and large tomes.

One goes to the top of the tower, and at the entrance to the attic, the entrance door is just above the head, and the slightly larger one can't get in.

Zhou Han climbed up to the attic from the entrance of the cave, and the attic was wet and cold, like an ice cellar.

Zhou Han saw Jay Pan in the pale glow of the furnace, he sat cross-legged on the floor, his head down, grinding some ore with a faint blue glow.

The glass window was buzzed by the raindrops dripping from the lattice, and the glass was mottled by age, and the milky white, rust-colored impurities eroded from the glass frame to the center of the glass, and also looked hazy and mysterious because of the rain.

Zhou Han placed his top hat on the shelf next to him and looked at the young man carefully, his hair was unkempt and his color was very unique, between red and coffee. His clothes were ragged, a shirt of unknown color was full of holes, it was caused by the corrosive potion, the buttons of the shirt had long since disappeared, his chest was open, the ribs of his chest were clearly visible, and his pale skin was also covered with scars from burns.

"Dear Lord Jeppan, Hello, contemptible Stephen Chow, I have come to visit, here is a letter of recommendation from Her Royal Highness the Princess. Zhou Han used to do similar work to this young man, and he had always respected his peers, even if Jie Pan seemed to be much younger than him.

Zhou Han handed Hilda's letter of recommendation to Jiepan, who raised his head, took the letter of recommendation, and reviewed it with an expressionless face.

Only then did Zhou Han see his appearance clearly, dark green eyes, a straight nose, a perfect face, and a pointed chin.

"It's Princess Hilda's letter of recommendation, and it's not Her Royal Highness Princess Hilda herself, so I won't let you get in the way of my work. As soon as Jappan raised his hand, the letter of recommendation was drowned in a raging white flame, and the flames dissipated, leaving only nothingness.

That's not magic, that's a magician's trick, Zhou Han saw it clearly, he hid a miniature reagent tube in his cuff, and the glass tube the size of his index finger contained white powder, which should be a phosphorus-containing mixture, spontaneously combusted when exposed to oxygen.

Zhou Han laughed awkwardly twice and said, "I came here just to ask Your Excellency a few questions, and I hope Your Excellency can tell me." ”

"Question? You idiots, I don't know anything about magic and vindictiveness, do you want to ask me for alchemy? No, you don't have the qualifications, you're blaspheming the Prophet of Ania (the founder of alchemy). Jeppan's emotions became high and agitated, and he clearly couldn't control himself well.

Zhou Han looked around, and he saw a set of distillation devices on the workbench on the side, the utensils were very simple, obviously made by Jiepan, the bright green liquid was slowly flowing down, next to it were several reactors, and a pile of snow-white powder.

Zhou Han approached the workbench, dipped a little white powder with his fingers, put it on the tip of his tongue, and then spit it out. (Don't imitate!)

"The purity of mineral salt is far from enough, and if I guess correctly, the acid you make from salt must be mixed acid, and you want to purify the acid by distillation, which is fantastic! Zhou Han said casually.

Jie Pan's body trembled suddenly, the terms in Zhou Han's mouth were all unique to alchemy, it was impossible for a layman to say these words, and more importantly, he seemed to point out the crux of the problem, before that, he had not been able to find the reason for the lack of acid purity.

"No, it can't be, my mineral salt is the purest in the Empire, and the purity is already ten times higher than that of other alchemists. Jeppan stood up and said with a shudder.

"That's not enough, alchemy is known for its precision, not even a single hair is missing, Lord Jepan, do you think I'm qualified to ask you questions now? Zhou Han said with a smile.

"No problem, Mr. Stephen, please. Jepan's face flushed, showing the shyness of a teenager, and he struggled to wipe his dirty hands on his trouser legs.

"Actually, it's not a problem, I just want to know one direction, is there an alchemical book on life recreation. Zhou Han didn't know where to start.

"Sir, can you ask a little more specific?" Jeppan was also confused.

Zhou Han sighed, if he told Jiepan about the special biochemical components of mutant cells, he probably didn't know what he was talking about, Zhou Han frowned, pondered for a while, and said: "In short, as far as Your Excellency knows, is there any record of 'creating man' in the history of alchemy, I want to know about its process, as well as the substances and raw materials designed." ”

"'Making'?" said Jeppan's face was full of incredulity, and then he seemed to remember something, his green eyes shone with a strange brilliance, as if he were caught in a distant memory, he lowered his throat, and said in a low voice: "The sun is its father, the moon is its mother, conceived in the wind, nourished by the earth, from hell to heaven, and from heaven to hell, as above, as below, to create the original again, and to be born in nirvana." ”

"What is this?" Zhou Han asked.

Japan only felt the blood rushing to his brain, he had never been so excited, and his every word trembled: "The legendary figure in the history of alchemy, Merchel, is said to have been able to refine life in the furnace, and that passage comes from his only book, "Yuwang Lu", which some say records the secret of life. ”

"Is "Yuwanglu" a book?"

"Not a book, it's an inscription engraved on his tombstone. ”

"Then can you find it?" Zhou Han's tone quickened.

"Right here. Jie Pan took off a jade pendant from his chest, he held it in the palm of his hand, and handed it to Zhou Han reverently.

A flash of thunder flashed outside the window, and the silvery white light illuminated the entire wilderness, and the Imperial Academy of Magic stood majestically above the lake, the boundless rain curtain rattled, and the clouds walked close to the ground.