Populus euphratica has a strange feeling that it is very familiar with various medicinal herbs.

At the moment when Yu Muge threw out the medicinal herbs, he reflexively sensed what kind of medicinal herbs were and what was the use.

In just a moment, all the varieties, characteristics, vintages, ingredients, effects, side effects, refining details, and fusion details of all medicinal materials...... All of them came into his mind, and nothing was missed. This feeling seems to be not only imprinted in the mind, but also deeply imprinted in the bone marrow and blood.

After coming up to the podium, he slowly picked up the corresponding utensils, picked up various medicinal materials, examined them silently, and then closed his eyes to recuperate. He was silently feeling every detail, making sure there were no mistakes.

Xiao Yuzhu couldn't help frowning, and said in a low voice, "What is he doing?"

Yu Muge's face was a little strange, and he said stupidly: "What else can you do? Pretend to be a ghost!"

Xiao Yuzhu was not an ordinary cultivator, she vaguely noticed that the fluctuation of the Yuan Energy on Hu Yang's body seemed to be very strange and powerful. It was so powerful that it made her feel a little uneasy.

It was impossible for a mere sixth-level star soul to exude such a strong fluctuation of Yuan Energy. There's got to be weird about that.

She suddenly noticed that Yu Muge's face was obviously a little pale.

At this time, Populus euphratica was beginning to refine medicinal herbs.

I only saw him urging Yuan Energy to lock all the medicinal materials.

The perimeter of each medicinal herb is locked by a powerful Yuan Energy to prevent it from mixing with the outside world in any way.

The purpose of this is, of course, to maintain the highest purity of the herbs.

"What's wrong with you?' Xiao Yuzhu asked Yu Muge in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine...... Yu Muge's reply, obviously a little unnatural, "It's okay." ”

"It's okay? I think you're very important, a big thing. Xiao Yuzhu said bluntly, "He can do alchemy?"

"No...... Of course it won't ......" Yu Muge replied hesitantly, his face becoming more and more unnatural. Finally, her eyes were visibly flickering and uneasy, as if she had seen some terrible demon.

"Yes yes, no yes no. Xiao Yuzhu said slowly, "Of course not, do you see that he actually really knows alchemy? That's okay." You are a disciple of Master Hou, and he is also a disciple of Teacher Hou, so you should support each other!"

It's okay if she doesn't say it, but as soon as she says this, Yu Muge's face becomes even more unnatural.

It turned out that she had already seen that Populus euphratica really knew how to do alchemy.

Not only does he know how to do alchemy, but he is also a veteran of alchemy.

His alchemy technique is very skilled, very sophisticated, and very exquisite.

Frankly speaking, Yu Muge himself is not as clever as his methods. He seems to have been studying alchemy for decades, hundreds of years.

For a moment, Yu Muge actually had the illusion that Hu Yang's alchemy technique was much more powerful and exquisite than his teacher, Mrs. Hou. It's a very quirky feeling. A very incredible, very absurd feeling. She herself was frightened by the thought.

Mrs. Hou has been immersed in alchemy for more than three hundred years.

And how old is Populus euphratica? In the third year of high school, how old can he be? How many years has he only studied alchemy?

Even if he started learning alchemy from his mother's womb, it would be twenty or thirty years at most.

Twenty or thirty years of practice, actually surpassing Mrs. Hou?

"Impossible!"

"It's absolutely impossible!"

Yu Muge told himself again and again, there is absolutely no such absurd thing!

No one can surpass the three hundred years of experience of other alchemists in just twenty or thirty years!

Perhaps, his technique is very skillful, very sophisticated, and very exquisite. Perhaps, he has indeed started learning alchemy from his mother's womb. Perhaps, he does have some alchemy talent. However, the final alchemy result of his work could not have been that of Teacher Hou's! The effect of the potion he had prepared could not surpass that of Teacher Hou! Absolutely impossible!

Thinking of this, Yu Muge's face gradually regained his calmness and was not so flustered.

At this time, Populus euphratica had finished its preparation and stood with its hands tied.

Xiao Yuzhu silently looked at his watch. The entire alchemy process took a total of three minutes and thirty-seven seconds.

She frowned quietly and asked softly, "Ge'er, you once said that what is the fastest record for preparing the Eagle Sacred Spring?"

"Is it six minutes and thirty-two seconds? Or is it six minutes and twenty-three seconds? The time it took him was three minutes and thirty-seven seconds, is it considered to be a historical record? Ge'er, Ge'er, did you hear me?"

Of course, Yu Muge heard his girlfriend speak. However, she preferred not to hear it herself. At this moment, she simply hated Xiao Yuzhu to death. She really can't open any pot. Please, don't you mention the fastest record? Isn't this a deliberate attempt to show off that kid's ability? What do you want me to say? Do you want to praise that kid?

Fortunately, she is very human after all, and her brain is very smart, and she quickly found an opportunity to fight back. She said stupidly: "What's the use of just being fast?

"If the quality of the elixir is not good, no matter how fast it is prepared, it will be garbage that no one wants! The most important thing for an alchemist is to improve the quality of the elixir, that is the fundamental way to survive! He must have put the cart before the horse, and he must have put the cart before the horse. ”

Xiao Yuzhu said happily: "Then I'll identify it." ”

Although she doesn't know how to do alchemy, she doesn't have the time and energy to learn it. However, the identification of pills is an expert.

In fact, all the brilliant cultivators possessed a strong ability to identify the quality of the elixir. If you can't even identify the quality of the pill, wouldn't it be easy for people to be cut down casually as a fish in water?

Xiao Yuzhu came to Hu Yang's side and smiled slightly, which was a meeting gift. She picked up the potion slowly, first looked at the color, then shook it, looked at the sediment, listened carefully to the sound, and finally pulled out the plug and sniffed it carefully. As a result, her face became slightly red, and she seemed to be a little excited.

She shouted happily to Yu Muge: "Ge'er, it seems to be an eight-grade one." ”

Yu Muge replied without thinking: "Impossible!"

Xiao Yuzhu smiled and said, "I'm not mistaken. It's really eight pins. ”

After a slight pause, she said slowly: "This is my conservative estimate. Maybe there are more than eight products. Nine pins, perhaps?"

Yu Muge finally couldn't bear it anymore, and hurriedly floated over with a gust of wind and snatched the medicine bottle over.

The potion bottle was just in hand, and Yu Muge's face became complicated and changeable.

She is a professional alchemist, and she is naturally more clever than others in the tasting of pills.

She could easily judge that the quality of the Eagle Sacred Spring Elixir refined by Populus euphratica was definitely more than eight grades, and nine grades were more than enough.

Even, if it is in a general market auction, she can say that it is the most perfect divine product.

Because, that little flaw does not affect the actual effect of the potion.

Purely in terms of medicinal efficacy, it is a perfect divine product.

"Perfect ......"

"Divine ......"

Yu Muge felt like he was about to collapse.

When she was refining the Eagle Sacred Spring, the highest quality was only five grades!

This is still an achievement that she has worked hard for more than ten years to achieve!

The other party came up easily, and he refined a potion that was close to a divine product, so what kind of Cheng Dù did he have to go to his actual level? Could it be that he was a grandmaster-level or ancestor-level alchemist?

"Oh my God!" Yu Muge was once again frightened by his own ridiculous idea. The other party is so young, how can he be a grandmaster-level or ancestor-level alchemist? He can't be wearing a human skin mask, right?

Thinking of this, Yu Muge subconsciously looked at Populus Hu carefully, trying to see a clue.

Unfortunately, she could not find the slightest trace of a human skin mask on her poplar's face. Obviously, he is himself.

However, apart from this explanation, Yu Muge really couldn't find any other explanation. She felt like her head was going to explode. She felt that her self-esteem had been blown away.

Accidentally, she met a perverted-level alchemist, but she still looked down on others......

What's even worse is that she still calls herself an old lady in front of him......