Genius Alchemist

"Who the hell are you!"

Old Zhou covered his face and roared in pain. There was fear and anger in Shen Qingling's eyes.

If it weren't for the woman's help, even if he couldn't win, he could at least escape unharmed.

When did such a powerful female disciple appear in Yuedu palace?

"Let you die to understand that this is our holy daughter!"

The young man who spoke just now looked up and said, with a proud and charming look on his face.

"Your Highness..." old Zhou murmured. He took several breaths before he reacted to this sentence. He suddenly looked at Shen Qingling, and the fear in his eyes turned into panic and disbelief.

"How could, how could there really be a saint..."

It's just a legend. For decades, no one can light the stone wall. Can this woman light it?

After the huge shock, old Zhou yinmeasured smiled, like the most vicious Viper lurking: "ha ha ha, your highness, what a holy highness! Just have you ever wondered why these old foxes in the moon poison palace treat you as your highness? Have you ever thought about what price you will pay?"

When Mr. Zhou said this, the face of Mr. Chen and others obviously changed: "don't stir up discord here! Today is your time of death. It's useless for you to say anything!"

"What's the hurry? Are you afraid I'll tell the truth?" Mr. Zhou laughed even louder. "I just can't bear a young girl in her youth to be deceived by you."

"Your Highness, sometimes a decision can determine your life. When you help them, have you ever thought about whether these hypocrites are worth your protection?"

"Shut up!"

Looking at old Chen and others, they seemed to be right about something. Shen Qingling looked frozen and upset. This has always been her doubt. Her spiritual power is not high. At the beginning, the elders were obviously dissatisfied with her, but why did they let her succeed the holy daughter in the end?

Is there really anything hidden in this?

Seeing her absent-minded, Zhou Lao's eyes flashed a successful smile. Then he took out a transmission symbol from his arms, but it disappeared in an instant.

"Let him run!"

Chen was very old and couldn't help looking at Shen Qingling. He was a little cautious in his tone and explained: "Your Highness, the man just talked nonsense. Don't take it to heart."

Shen Qingling gave an unknown "um".

After returning to the moon poison palace, Shen Qingling set up a border outside the room and entered the Ziyun ring.

Looking at Shen Ruixin lying flat on the bed with only a faint breath, she looked miserable.

Qingxin grass has alleviated the toxin in her body, but it has not been completely relieved. Maybe eating more strains can relieve the toxin in her body, but Qingxin grass grows one in ten years. If you want the next one, you have to wait ten years.

Ten years

Well, I can only look at the ancient books in the library again. Maybe I can think of a way.

Shen Qingling sighed and went to the second floor of the attic to concentrate on the collection of books taken from the library.

One day, Shen Qingling was a little tired. When she came out to breathe, she saw Chen Lao standing hesitantly at the door of her hospital.

"Your Highness," seeing Shen Qingling coming out, old Chen hurriedly greeted him and saluted respectfully.

"I don't need to be polite. What can I do for you?"

Chen Lao smiled twice, rubbed his hands and said with some embarrassment: "Your Highness, you are the only one in the moon poison palace who can stir up internal fire, so we discussed whether you can teach the disciples of the moon poison palace how to stir up fire? You know, there is a big gap between the poison refined by open fire and internal fire."

No one in the moon poison palace can call fire, so those disciples can't call fire.

Most of the disciples of the moon poison palace were born in poverty. Naturally, no one would teach them to call fire before. After arriving at the moon poison palace, old Chen and others would not. Naturally, no one taught them to call fire.

In fact, many disciples in Yuedu Palace are qualified to call internal fire, but no one teaches them, so they can't call fire up to now.

"Chen Lao, you should know that not everyone can call fire." Shen Qingling frowned and said.

"I know, I know, as long as your highness is willing to teach them. Whether you can arouse internal fire depends on their nature." Chen said, "Your Highness, don't worry, we won't delay most of your time, as long as you teach one or two classes a week."

"OK, I agree. You can arrange the time. Just let me know when to go to class."

"Thank you, your highness! I'll inform them now!"

ChenLao was very excited. After giving Shen Qingling a gift, he left.

In less than half an hour, the news that Shen Qingling wanted to teach all his disciples to call fire spread all over the moon poison palace like wings.

The whole moon poison palace was shocked.

The disciples were excited. They were just trying, but they didn't expect that the holy lady really agreed!

Almost all alchemists are extremely arrogant, and no one is willing to teach their skills to others. After all, they teach disciples. Sometimes they really starve to death.

Yuedu palace is not decent because of its poison refining. It is shameful to those alchemists. In recent years, Chen has invited several alchemists for them, but they all love to answer and even ridicule them.

Later, they simply stopped looking for an alchemist and concentrated on refining poison.

But if someone could teach them to call fire, it would be the best.

"It's very kind of your highness to teach us to call fire."

"Eat quickly, go back and have a good sleep after eating, keep up your spirit, and go early tomorrow to occupy a good position!"

The next day, there were many people in the square. Almost all the disciples in Yuedu palace came, but most of them came to see the excitement.

When Shen Qingling arrived at the square, he saw the vast crowd. Everyone's face was filled with excitement and rubbed his hands, as if he were going to have a big fight.

Everyone kept watching the entrance, so as soon as Shen Qingling appeared, they locked her.

They knelt down and shouted in unison:

"Hail your highness!"

"Hail your highness!"

"Hail your highness!"

“……”

Shen Qingling walked slowly onto the platform, and his voice mixed with spiritual power clearly spread to everyone's ears: "get up."

The crowd got up and looked at her with burning eyes.

"All disciples with fire attributes come to the front. Those who are not fire attributes stand back."

Give an order. Those disciples with fire attribute hurriedly came to the front. They didn't have fire attribute. They just came to see the lively disciples. They all stepped aside and left a way for them.