Supreme Training System

Chapter 61 Iron Pot Alchemy
For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Zhao Xing.

"Are you stupid! Still stupid! You don't need a pot to make alchemy, so do you still need a steel helmet?"

Zhao Xing looked like he hated iron as inferior to steel, which made the wretched little fat man nod in agreement.

In a moment, the little fat man's face turned green.

Although I don't know what a helmet is?What Zhao Xing meant was simple.Alchemy requires a pot.

Just now I just nodded reflexively, but now it has become synonymous with stupidity.

"A cauldron is needed for alchemy? There is such a god-like theory, please forgive my ignorance!"

A pharmacist feels that his three views are ruined.

"No wonder, I can't become a proud person like you, because I never use a pot to make alchemy."

The meaning of ridicule is full, and Zhao Xing is regarded as a typical negative teaching material.

"Hehe! What did I hear? You need a cauldron to make alchemy? Hehe! No pharmacist is willing to carry this cauldron!"

Even, in the eyes of some stubborn alchemists, Zhao Xing's words are a kind of blasphemy.

Zhao Xing didn't notice these hostile eyes at all.

"This one doesn't have a pot, how can I make medicine?"

Zhao Xing said with a wry smile.

"No way! This kid wants to get rid of the blame. It's all about finding a way for himself."

Ning An was self-righteous and thought that he had found the root cause of Zhao Xing's sensationalism, so he immediately whispered some advice to a warrior beside him.

"It really doesn't work, I'm going to buy a pot now, you guys wait here for a while."

Zhao Xing got up and wanted to leave, and he was more convinced of his thoughts.

Ning An smiled, with a calm expression on his face: "Don't be so anxious, your pot will be delivered soon."

When talking about the pot, Ning An's tone couldn't help but increase.

There were bursts of ridicule all around again.

In the depths of the alchemist guild, several important figures also looked at each other in dismay.

"Does alchemy really need a pot?"

Little Lolita's sweet voice made the alchemist feel awkward.

They set their sights on the decadent man.

"I don't know either! This kid is always unexpected. Just like refining medicinal materials just now, he has clearly stepped into a desperate situation, but he can always turn around."

"Then let's wait and see, let's see if this lunatic can use a pot to refine the pill."

Although they said this, they already had coffin words in their hearts.

A rice cooker is just an ordinary material, how can it resist the quenching of sparks?There can only be one result, and that is Zhao Xing's failure.

And in the alchemist's hall, when everyone saw a brand new pot appearing in Zhao Xing's hands, they had a pretty look on their faces.

But Zhao Xing didn't notice it at all, but took a step forward and patted Ning An's shoulder: "Young man, you really know how to read words and expressions, you are really good. I thought about it, and decided to give it to you once, A chance to kneel and beg for mercy."

"Thanks! I don't need it!"

Ning An is so angry!
Up to now, you are still pretending to be a wolf with a big tail.

pretend!

Let's see how long you can pretend!
For the malicious words around, Zhao Xing just smiled contemptuously.Then he walked carelessly to Ning An's right.

"excuse me!"

Push him away directly, and then sit the big iron pot directly on top of Xuantian Cauldron.

"This pot table is not bad!"

Zhao Xing said as if no one was around.

Ning An's gaze suddenly turned cold, cutting across the void like a sharp sword.

"You said this is a cooking pot?"

"What is it if it's not a cooking pot?"

One question and one answer seems simple.The rain of swords, lights and swords made some warriors feel depressed.

"You are really good!"

Anyone who is familiar with Ning An already understands it.At this point he was really angry.

This kind of anger can make him lose his mind and do anything desperately.

Zhao Xing put the iron pot on the Xuantian Cauldron, and then poured all the medicinal materials into the big iron pot.

With a flick of the finger, a cloud of cold flames suddenly climbed over the finger.

Then, as soon as he waved his hand, the flame appeared directly under the big iron pot.

"Is this alchemy? Why do I feel like I'm cooking?"

"I'm so mad! This is a humiliation to the alchemist!"

"Refining medicine is a rigorous matter, how can you be so sensational!"

"This is a whole furnace of medicinal materials for refining the Body Tempering Pill. It's such a waste. What a pity!"

Some warriors couldn't even tolerate their violent temper, and wanted to come up and beat them up.

However, feeling the powerful aura suppressing the void can only extinguish the thoughts in his heart.They looked at Zhao Xing's appearance, absolutely bitter and bitter.

"Hillbilly! It's just a bumpkin! You can't get on the stage at all!"

Zhao Xing's actions completely wiped away the last trace of fear in Ning An's heart.

Now, he wants to enjoy the fruits of victory in advance.

The reason why pharmacists are high above the rest is because their number is extremely rare.

The only reason for this situation is that it is too difficult to become a pharmacist.

rigorous!

These are words that every pharmacist should take as golden words.

The order in which the medicinal materials are released, the control of the heat, and the application of the alchemy seal, each item has various aspects to pay attention to.

If there is a conflict of medicinal properties caused by a little carelessness, the fryer will appear directly.

The destructive power produced by this kind of explosion is absolutely no less than that of a battle between martial arts experts.

Not to mention whether the big iron pot can make medicine.

It is Zhao Xing's such a brainstorming behavior, which is absolutely fatal to the destruction of the medicinal properties.

With a cold smile, Ning An seemed to be quietly looking at the other party and pretending to be aggressive.

Zhao Xing had a keen sense of consciousness, so he naturally felt the vicious gazes around him.

"I am the only face-slapping little prince. The more arrogant you are now, the more bruised your face will be after being slapped."

With the system in hand, the so-called alchemy, for Zhao Xing, was just waiting for time.

As long as the time has passed, the elixir will be perfectly baked, it's as simple as that.

This is the system!
With the system in hand, I have the world. This is not just a sentence, it is so simple.

Bursts of powerful fluctuations rose from the big iron pot, but they frightened some warriors.

The body retreated again and again, lest the explosion furnace suddenly explode and make them feel embarrassed.

Time passed like this, and with the endless gossip, the energy fluctuations rising above the big iron pot gradually weakened.

With a wave of Zhao Xing's hand, a group of icy flames appeared in his hand again, and then disappeared directly.

And he directly lifted the lid of the pot.

In the alchemist's hall, there was a burst of silence at first.

Then the audience roared with laughter, even wanting to open the entire hall of alchemists.

"Yo Yo! What is this? Could this be the masterpiece of our genius little prince? It really opened our eyes!"

A mocking voice sounded, and Ning An's figure appeared in Zhao Xing's eyes.

(End of this chapter)