Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 245 Primary School Graduation?

"Well, I won't make it difficult for you if you don't tell me. But from now on, you have to teach me alchemy, and I can't be regarded as your apprentice, but still your benefactor. You have to obey me." Eyebrow, Condensed Cream said melodiously.

"Hehe." Wang Mu sneered, the black widow was indeed difficult to deal with, and she owed her in this life.

"Okay, I'm a little tired, you, go to the ground to practice, I want to sleep." Stretching his waist, ignoring Wang Mu's constipated expression, Ning Ningshuang pushed Wang Mu out of the bed, and lay down bed.

The next morning, accompanied by the two, they came to the Alchemist Guild again.

To obtain the qualification of alchemist, or advance to the qualification of alchemist, it is not enough to simply refine a spirit recovery pill. Whether it is a newcomer to obtain the qualification or an old person to advance, he needs to pass three tests.

Wang Mu has already passed the first level. The second level is mainly to examine the knowledge of the testers. The elders of the Alchemist Association will set the questions. They must answer all the questions correctly to pass the level. The third level is to randomly refine the pill, that is, Draw lots, and the pill that is drawn must be refined, and the grade of the refined pill must be the same as the grade to be obtained.

With what happened yesterday, as soon as Wang Mu came, he was directly taken to the Xuan-level trial ground by the staff of the Alchemist Association, and was tested with the Xuan-level alchemists who wanted to advance yesterday.

Compared with the yellow-level proving ground, this mysterious-level proving ground is obviously of a much higher grade. It is a thousand-square-meter indoor, made of black and red all over. The red style made the whole proving ground feel terrible.

In the depths of the endless proving ground, a row of chairs was laid out, 11 people from the Demon God Temple were already seated, Mo Zunye sat in the center, and the remaining ten strong men covered in black robes were five on each side, black air was transpiring, The space where the people were in became more and more blurred, and the expressions of the people could not be seen clearly.

The three elders of the Alchemist's Guild stood in front of the chairs, two gray-haired old men and one middle-aged man, and all three were also dressed in black robes.

These three are the official personnel in charge of the test today, and all three of them have the logo of a pharmacist, representing the supreme glory.

The old man in the lead is a five-level pharmacist of the Xuan class, the other old man is a fourth-level Xuan class, and the middle-aged man is a second-level Xuan class.

A Xuan-level pharmacist is a noble existence, not to mention in the Eight Thousand Miles Demon Land, but also in the entire realm of cultivation.

Wang Mu and the other four testers stood in a line at the door, with Wang Mu standing on the far side.In addition to Wang Mu, the other four testers completed the test here yesterday, but there were more than a dozen people who took the test yesterday, but unfortunately, after the first level, a lot of them were rejected, and these four were left.

Wang Mu looked at the four people sideways, three men and one woman, all of whom looked mature. Judging from Mortal Realm's experience, three of these four were middle-aged, while the remaining man was over half a hundred years old. The old man has gray hair and even a gray beard. Of course, this is a realm of cultivation, and these people's actual age is much older than it looks.

The four of them were all dressed in robes of demon pharmacists, with the logo of a pharmacist on their chests, all of them were ninth-level pharmacists of the yellow rank, except Brother Wang, who was still wearing a black suit, and compared to the four of them, his appearance was even more fresh and tender. .

All four of them were smiling, a proud smile unique to pharmacists, perhaps because all 11 people from the Demon God Temple came together, and the eyes of all four were a little excited.

"Everyone, work hard. As long as you can advance to the Xuan level, you will definitely be favored by Lord Mozun. At that time, there will be no disadvantages in the eight thousand miles of the devil's land." A middle-aged man whispered, looking at the distant place. Chong Yeyi, who was sitting in the black demonic energy, his eyes flickered violently.

Hearing this, the smiles on the faces of the other three people were obviously more complacent.

For alchemists, the Xuan level is a watershed. As long as they can successfully advance to the Xuan level, it is not only the glory of the alchemist, but the glory of the master. Unlimited adoration.

"Huh? What is this thing for?" Finally, the alchemist next to Wang Mu discovered Wang Mu's existence.

Wang Mu blinked his eyes without squinting. It has to be said that in this place, Brother Wang is very non-existent no matter his clothes or appearance.

"I don't know, it was brought in by the people from the Alchemist Guild. Either it was a descendant of a demon god who came to show his face, or the son of a suzerain of the devil came to learn." Another person said leisurely, with a casual tone. Obviously he didn't take Wang Mu seriously, and he didn't even look at Wang Mu when he was talking.

"Everyone, are you ready?" At this time, the Xuan-level fifth-rank elder stepped forward, glanced at the five people, and smiled calmly.

Wang Muyi nodded.

"Very good, I wish you success." The old man also nodded slightly, and then turned his face to wink at the middle-aged man next to him. The middle-aged man nodded, took a step forward, and pointed to the first person on the left. An old man with gray hair.

The old man was obviously a little nervous, took a deep breath, and then started to walk over.

The atmosphere of the entire proving ground also became depressed, and the test officially started, and it was a one-on-one test.

The middle-aged pharmacist at the second level of the mysterious level will ask each person three different questions, and only if they answer all of them correctly will they pass the test. Knowledgeable enough.

Walking to the center of the practice field, the old man sat on a chair that had been prepared a long time ago, and the middle-aged man stood opposite him. Behind him was a circular lineup surrounded by ten cauldrons of mysterious grade alchemy furnaces. The red pill furnace is engraved with the unique black cloud totem of the demons, which looks thick and domineering.

"The art of alchemy originated from Taoism, and the methods of alchemy have changed ever since it evolved. May I ask, how many basic alchemy techniques are there?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Such a simple question?" The alchemist next to Wang Mu complained in a low voice, "Damn it, I would have been the first to do it if I knew it."

The other two waiting pharmacists also had regrets on their faces, as long as a pharmacist knows this problem.

Wang Mu also shook his head secretly, this question is indeed quite simple.

The old man on the chair was also quite excited, swallowed his saliva, and said firmly: "72 kinds!"

Wang Mu opened his mouth wide. The old man looked quite old, and he was also a dignified ninth-level pharmacist of the Huang rank. How could he get such a basic question wrong?Isn't it eighty?

"Very good, completely correct." The middle-aged man at the second level of the Mysterious Class smiled with satisfaction.

Wang Mu's mouth opened even wider, what about cheating, can this be considered right?Eighty kinds, okay?

The three waiting pharmacists expressed more and more regret. They answered a question so simply. Immediately, the three of them glanced at Wang Mu tacitly. A simple question can also shock him, a rookie is a rookie, too young to understand the profoundness of refining medicine.

"The second question, how to judge the mysterious level of the pill." The middle-aged man asked again.

"What?" The three waiting pharmacists exclaimed in unison, this question is simpler than the last one!

The old man who was tested was even more excited, his voice trembled, he patted his chair and shouted, "Look at the Danmang, the mysterious pill will appear Danmang, the earth-level pill will appear, and the sky-level pill will appear." Possess intelligence!"

Too excited, the old man talked more about refining medicine, and the three waiting pharmacists rolled their eyes one after another. Who doesn't know this kind of pediatrics, there is nothing to show off.

But Wang Mu shook his head helplessly again, the journey of alchemy is so miraculous, not every kind of mysterious elixir has pill light, for example, some special poisonous elixirs will not have pill light.

"Very well, the answer is correct." The middle-aged man smiled again with satisfaction.

Wang Mu raised his forehead, unable to complain, what level is this Alchemist Guild, have you graduated from primary school?

Afterwards, Wang Mu didn't care about these topics anymore, but started to look at those pill furnaces, and the ten pill furnaces around them. Although the level of these alchemists is not very high, these ten cauldrons of pill furnaces are genuine Xuan-level pills The furnaces have exactly the same shape, they are both gold and red, made of red copper, thick and domineering.

The ten cauldrons of the mysterious alchemy furnace probably accounted for more than half of the mysterious alchemy furnaces in the entire Demon Land. Wang Mu thought to himself, if he could use this mysterious alchemy furnace to refine medicine, it would save a lot of trouble.

One person had three questions, and all of them were solved quickly. All four testers passed the test. Except for the last person who hesitated for a few seconds on the last question, the rest almost all passed at the speed of answering.

As long as they pass the last level, these four pharmacists can successfully advance to the Xuan level. Mysterious level, it's exciting to think about it. The four alchemists are also radiant, with uncontrollable excited smiles on their faces.

They also understand now that the knowledge quiz of the second level is just a formality. After all, pharmacists mainly refine medicines. As long as they can practice pills of a sufficient level, it doesn't matter if they know less. Besides, the magic land is seriously lacking. A pharmacist, you can't get rid of some seedlings who have been able to refine a high-level elixir on this kind of verbal question, so the pharmacist guild deliberately releases water, and the difficulty of the question is almost zero.

"This is Master Wang Muwang, it's your turn." At this moment, the middle-aged man's voice came over.

Wang Mu withdrew his gaze, smiled softly, and walked over.

The four alchemists who hadn't left were stunned, Master Wang?The elders of the Alchemist Guild actually called this little fresh meat a master?Are you kidding me?

As a result, the excitement in the eyes of the four people subsided, and a trace of doubt floated up, all looked at Wang Mu.

When he came to the chair, the middle-aged man bent down, bowed deeply to Wang Mu, and then raised his hand as a gesture of invitation.

Wang Mu just nodded slightly, and immediately sat on the chair.

(End of this chapter)