The Shuta is a place for refining and production, and it is also a holy place for exchange and learning of the arts.

Looking around, I saw that the hall on the first floor of the tower was actually full of hundreds of people, and the black pressure was a piece of human heads.

But everyone turned their backs on each other, and they were all silent, like students who were eager to learn, looking at the refining table in front of them extremely seriously, and they couldn't remember every detail.

On the refining table, the earth fire gushed, spreading the scorching temperature, the Dan furnace trembled slightly, and a trace of white mist spread.

The two respected old men were either controlling the fire, or adding materials and entering one method after another from time to time, busy, obviously refining something openly.

The faces of the two became more and more solemn, their faces and bodies were soaked with sweat, and they couldn't care about explaining out loud, obviously they had reached an extremely critical moment.

Everyone in the audience was also infected by them, and they all waited with bated breath.

Is this alchemy?

Fang Nan felt interesting, stopped and stood up, looking at the stage through these hundreds of people.

The four people beside him were a little embarrassed, they didn't go, they didn't go, they didn't go, it was reasonable for master-level figures to teach publicly, and there was no reason to stand and listen to the lectures, this was the rule of Shuta.

But they didn't listen to the class, but passed by, Master Yunzhu is a VIP and has a special status, just take a look, it shouldn't matter.

Seeing that the refining action was nearing the end, something suddenly popped into Fang Nan's mind.

It turned out to be a pill called 'Earth Spirit Pill', and a fire control technique called 'Emperor Yan Jue'.

Fang Nan sighed in his heart, surpassing this skill at a glance was indeed very magical.

It's like having a magical library in his mind, as long as he is inspired by something, the library can spontaneously call up more perfect corresponding materials and learn them immediately, bringing him many surprises.

Judging from his current eyes, the refining techniques and processes of the two of them are too miserable and crude.

Compared with his level of knowledge of alchemy, it is simply a huge gap between the Electric Age and the Iron Age.

And he has already seen that due to the frequent mistakes of these two people, the success rate at this time is less than two percent, and the alchemy materials of a furnace have basically been scrapped, and it is also powerless to forcibly condense the pill.

Before it was over, he had already shook his head and turned around.

The furnace is about to be opened, and success or failure is at this moment, although the four of them saw Fang Nan's movements, their curiosity was aroused, and they were reluctant to look away for a while.

Hearing only a 'bang', the top cover of the Dan furnace suddenly flew up and fell to the side with a clatter.

White gas gushed out from the Dan furnace like a fountain, overflowing in all directions, and then a ball of red light shot out, heading straight for the ceiling.

Seeing this, one of the old men hurriedly rolled up his sleeves, and a stream of spiritual power rushed out, accurately capturing the red light.

The red light fell and fell into the old man's palm.

Everyone's eyes widened and they looked at each other with concern.

I saw that the light dissipated, and it turned out to be a red pill the size of a pigeon's egg, with a red light flowing like a ribbon on the surface, and the aura was extraordinary.

Seeing this, the two old men couldn't help but look happy.

But in the next moment, the pill cracked into seven or eight petals under everyone's eyelids, and many people subconsciously sighed.

The result turned out to be a broken pill, and it was obvious that this public alchemy was a failure.

"It is worthy of being a master-level figure, whether it is the technique of casting the magic trick or the skill of controlling the fire, it has reached the point of perfection, but it is a pity that the success rate of the fire elixir is too low."

"If we can get any master to give us guidance, it will be enough for us to use for a lifetime!"

Everyone talked about it and expressed their regrets.

The four of them came back to their senses, remembering Fang Nan's previous actions, and wondered in their hearts, could it be that he had already known the result in advance, so he lost interest and turned around, it should just be a coincidence.

"Let's go."

Fang Nan greeted the four of them.

"Master, please stay!"

The old man who controlled the fire spoke, and the voice spread, causing the noisy hall to suddenly fall silent, and many people turned their heads to follow his gaze.

The four of them had a bad heart, their bodies were stiff, and they had a bad premonition.

Fang Nan turned around: "Are you calling me?" ”

The old man's eyebrows and hair were fiery red, and he was short-tempered, and he said in a rough voice: "That's right, the master just shook his head, could it be that there is some different opinion that he wants to point out?" ”

Fang Nan did have a lot of opinions, but he didn't intend to point out the other party.

"It's the first time for a little monk to see people doing alchemy." He shook his head.

The old man who controlled the fire failed to refine and was in a bad mood, so he snorted coldly: "Since you don't understand, then what are you shaking your head?" ”

Fang Nandao: "I just thought of some other things. ”

One of the Juta apprentices stood up, his face serious:

"Your Excellency doesn't understand alchemy, and you have made such a rash behavior in the Shuta Tower, offending the majesty of Master Duanmu and Master Chi, although it is excusable, but you still have to apologize and make up for your mistakes, and ask for the understanding of the two masters."

"That's right!" "Apologies!"

Other alchemy apprentices, as well as some alchemists, also spoke out in agreement, and the crowd was excited.

Seeing this, Bai Ruotong hurriedly sent a voice to persuade: "Master Yunzhu, apologize quickly." ”

Looking at this formation, it can't be done without doing something.

Fang Nan clasped his hands together and said lightly: "Since this is the case, the poor monk will point out what alchemy is for you." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar, this person actually threatened to instruct the two alchemy masters in the magic tower, did he think he was the master of alchemy?

Xiao Qian was even more speechless in her heart, she could have lowered her head and admitted her mistakes, but now she was already slapping the faces of the two masters, and it was impossible to die well.

"Master Yunzhu is a high-class guest of the Chamber of Commerce, and he lost his words for a while..."

Bai Ruotong was arguing, but seeing that Fang Nan had already stepped towards the refining table, he couldn't help but clench his silver teeth, forget it, let him go.

When the old alchemist saw him coming, he arched his hand and said, "It's really disrespectful to be a first-class guest." ”

The old man who controlled the fire raised his beard: "Please, master, I want to see how you guide us to the way of alchemy." ”

"I don't know what kind of elixir the master wants to refine?" The alchemy old man asked.

Fang Nan said: "Earth Fire Spirit Pill." ”

"Come on, take another batch of refining materials and fire crystals." The alchemy old man nodded, and immediately greeted.

"Yes!"

The disciples began to get busy.

The old alchemist explained:

"There is no earth fire here, so fire crystals are needed instead. After taking the materials, wait for the Dan furnace to cool down before moving it away so that there is enough fire in the stove below it. I don't know if the master brings his own Danding, or uses this furnace? ”

"It doesn't have to be that much trouble."

Fang Nan saw that the materials were complete, and stomped his feet and said, "Fire is coming!" ”

Immediately, among the hundreds of fire crystals, the fire spirit was inspired by something, and turned into countless red silk threads and flew out, converging at his feet, forming a cluster of raging flames that became more and more vigorous.