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Chapter 121: The Fundamental Diagram of the True Art of the Angry Dragon! Dragon Blood Sac Secret Technique! Demon(2/4)

While distracted, a muffled sound came from the alchemy furnace in front of him, followed by a faint burnt smell.

Yan Jing on the side stepped forward and opened the alchemy furnace in front of him with all his strength. Looking at the black paste inside, he stirred it with a jade spoon and pushed away the outer layer of medicine residue.

In the middle, a rough pill with a black and red appearance and an oval shape was found.

"You were distracted at the last moment, otherwise you would have had the opportunity to refine a Qi and Blood Pill. Overall, the progress is gratifying!"

Yan Jing muttered, which actually encouraged Han Zhao.

Intermediate elixirs not only have requirements on success rate, but also on the quantity of elixirs.

When a normal mid-level alchemist refines relatively simple mid-level elixirs such as Qi-Blood Pill and Shuiyuan Pill, he must have a 20% success rate. In addition, each furnace must have more than three pills.

success.

Even if Han Zhao succeeded just now, he would only be able to produce at most one Qi and Blood Pill, which would be of low-grade quality.

For an intermediate alchemist, it is naturally a huge failure, but for him, a junior alchemist, this is a huge breakthrough!

Han Zhao's progress has exceeded his expectations.

Many junior alchemists are not only unable to become intermediate alchemists due to insufficient resources and extensive practice, but also because of their talent.

The cruelest thing about this world is that many things require talent and hard work is useful, but when it comes to alchemy, hard work is of little use.

Unless you use resources at all costs to accumulate alchemy skills, you can barely reach the level of intermediate entry level alchemy. However, once you change the alchemy recipe, you will immediately return to its original shape.

It must be said that Han Zhao was the only alchemy genius Yan Jing had seen in his life.

In just half a year, after he laid a new foundation for Han Zhao, Han Zhao has made such great progress. There is absolutely no other reason to explain it except talent.

"Were you also refining elixirs when you returned to your room at night?" Yan Jing asked. Han Zhao left the pharmacy with medicinal materials. It was the gang leader's tacit approval. He naturally knew that. Before, he thought Han Zhao was too ambitious.

Now it seems that he views geniuses with ordinary people's thinking.

"Yes, but they all failed," Han Zhao said with a smile.

"From today on, you can bring a few more medicinal materials back to practice." Yan Jing muttered. The most important thing in learning alchemy is talent. Han Zhao has already started, and what he can guide is only the refining of part of the elixir.

Later, I basically just relied on myself to explore. Now that Han Zhao has this condition and the gang leader allows it, he will naturally not be stingy.

According to this progress, in a year or two at most, he would have nothing to teach Han Zhao. Refining medicine in the alchemy room would not be much different from that in the room.

"Thank you, Master Yan." Han Zhao's eyes lit up.

"Can you show me the alchemy furnace you use?" Yan Jing asked.

"Okay." Han Zhao was slightly startled, and then took out a four-legged beast pill furnace from the Xumi bag.

Yan Jing took the alchemy furnace, first weighed it, then observed the appearance, then opened the lid, looked at the inner wall of the alchemy furnace, and smelled the smell inside. A faint burnt smell overflowed.

"Your alchemy furnace must be cleaned after use. There is still the smell of medicine residue inside, which will affect the success rate of the next alchemy." Yan Jing returned the alchemy furnace to Han Zhao.

"Yes, Master Yan." Han Zhao responded. The smell inside was naturally the result of him applying the dregs of the medicine and then only using clean water.

"The main reason is that the quality of your alchemy furnace is too low. There is no problem in refining ordinary low-level elixirs, but it will not be of any help for mid-level elixirs. I will inform the water envoy to purchase a higher quality elixir for you as soon as possible.

Intermediate alchemy furnace."

Yan Jing groaned.

"Thank you, Master Yan." Han Zhao cupped his fists and saluted. To be honest, Yan Jing was indeed very kind to him.

"You try a few more times, and I'll leave for a while."

"yes."

Yan Jing left Yao Lu and asked Han Zhao to practice refining Qi and Blood Pills by himself.

After a while, he rushed to the Nujiao Palace halfway up the mountain and found Shui Jingfeng, who was handling the gang's affairs on behalf of the gang leader.

"I've seen the water envoy." Yan Jing bowed respectfully.

"Master Yan, there is no need to be polite, you are here just for the medicinal materials?" Shui Jingfeng stood up and said.

"Han Zhao's alchemy progress has increased significantly recently, and he has now begun to master the refining of Qi and Blood Pills. My previous expectations were conservative. If no matter the cost, his alchemy skills will surpass mine within two years, and within three years.

It should be able to meet the gang leader's alchemy requirements!" Yan Jing said seriously.

"Okay! Great!" Shui Jingfeng was overjoyed.

"What Han Zhao needs most now is a high-quality alchemy furnace. After all, every alchemist has his own habits. My alchemy furnace has been used for decades, and he may not be able to use it smoothly. The Dragon Blood Pill is of great importance.

The quality of the furnace is also related to the success rate, so you can’t be careless.”

"You don't have to worry about this matter. I will report it to the gang leader and he will definitely give his full support!" Shui Jingfeng gave the assurance.

"That's good." Yan Jing nodded, pondered for a moment, and then added: "This kid is indeed a rare alchemy genius. If his alchemy skills continue to improve and he can sincerely serve the gang, in the future,

In a few decades, the number of strong masters in the gang will probably double!"

Yan Jing also vaguely noticed some clues. After all, the gang leader chose an 'outsider' who didn't have much sense of belonging to the Angry Jiao Gang to learn alchemy from him, and at the same time, he also devoted all his efforts to support Han Zhao. After all, there would be another

Have a plan.

It's just that he couldn't speak directly about this kind of thing. He could only hint in a roundabout way when he usually guided Han Zhao, asking him to get closer to the water envoys and wood envoys.

He sincerely hoped that Han Zhao could serve for the Nu Jiao Gang and did not want to waste such a talent.

"I will take care of this matter as soon as possible." Shui Jingfeng said seriously.

"Then thank you so much, water envoy. I won't bother you with your help."

Yan Jing cupped his fists and saluted.

"Master Yan, go slowly." Shui Jingfeng sent him to the door and immediately rushed towards the main hall.

Early the next morning, Han Zhao was notified by Sizhu that the water envoy was coming.

"I've seen the water envoy." Han Zhao cupped his fists and saluted.

"Young leader, you're welcome." Shui Jingfeng smiled.

"Young Gang Leader?" Han Zhao was stunned when he heard this.

"The gang leader has decided to make you the young gang leader of the Nu Jiao Gang. He asked me to take you to see him. Now come with me." Shui Jingfeng whispered.

"Water envoy please." Han Zhao's pupils narrowed slightly.

Shui Jingfeng took Han Zhao to the main hall of Nujiao Palace, and then opened the main hall's mechanism in front of him.

"Kaka!"

Behind the gang leader's exclusive golden chair, directly below the relief of the ink dragon, a square hole with a side length of more than two meters appeared on the ground, and a deep underground passage appeared in front of Han Zhao.

"Young Master, please."

Shui Jingfeng smiled.

"Yeah." Han Zhao nodded and walked into the underground passage. After passing through the narrow corridor, he came to a place similar to an underground secret room.

Several oil lamps hung on the wall, emitting a dim light.

Han Zhao felt the flow of air in the space, listened to the faint sound of waves crashing in his ears, and focused his gaze on the middle of the secret room.

At this time, Shangguan Yunfei's heart was in the sky, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was sitting cross-legged on the futon in the middle of the secret room. After hearing the movement, he slowly opened his eyes.

"You came?"

"I met the gang leader."

"You should call me master?" Shangguan Yunfei smiled faintly, "Although we may not be happy when we first met, I really hope that people like you can join the Nu Jiao Gang. I am very satisfied with the progress of your alchemy.

So now I am fulfilling my promise, officially accepting you as my disciple, and teaching you our Shangguan family's unique skill, 'The True Skill of the Raging Dragon'!"

Saying that, Shangguan Yunfei didn't wait for Han Zhao to respond, touched his arms, took out a scroll and threw it towards Han Zhao.

Han Zhao reached out to take it and opened the scroll, only to see an ink dragon with teeth and claws drawn on it, and a ferocious face.

"This is the fundamental diagram of the True Kung Fu of Nu Jiao. Only the past gang leaders and their successors can view it. I have no heirs, and my direct disciple will be the next gang leader, so I will pass on this first volume of fundamental diagram to you first.

This angry dragon true skill is the foundation for my Shangguan family to settle down and live, and it is also the top magical skill that directly points to the realm of the Seven Evils Martial Saint. You have to promise that I will never teach it to outsiders, so that I can tell you the first-level formula."

Shangguan Yunfei continued.

"Yes, Master, please keep this in mind," Han Zhao said sternly. There was no burden on him when he shouted "Master", as it would be beneficial anyway. Shangguan Yunfei probably didn't have good intentions when he simply taught him the magical skills passed down from his family.

"The True Skill of the Angry Dragon is divided into two parts: internal training and external training. Which part do you want to learn first?" Shangguan Yunfei smiled.

"Practice outside." Han Zhao muttered. It is easy to cheat when practicing inside. If the opponent is playing tricks, it will be troublesome.

As for the external training method, it is difficult to fake it, because after a little practice, as long as the flow of Qi and blood is not right, high-level warriors will immediately notice the clues. In particular, Han Zhao has practiced the two martial arts of Blood Lingce and Diamond Art, which have a great impact on the body.

His control and sense of Qi and blood are very keen.

"Hmm." Shangguan Yunfei looked surprised, and immediately stretched out the index finger of his right hand and said: "Then you are optimistic that this is the strongest move in the external training part, the water god finger!"

As soon as Shangguan Yunfei finished speaking, his right index finger pointed a little in front of him, and a ball of dark blue strength and true energy gathered at his fingertips, condensing into a compressed true energy the size of a pill.

Bang!!

An explosion like a bullet coming out of a barrel rang in Han Zhao's ears.

Buzz buzz!
To be continued...
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