The System Takes Me to Practice

There was not much that Yang Fan gave to Murong Fu, a third-rank pill furnace, some common pill recipes, and hundreds of medicinal materials that did not exceed the third-rank. With Murongfu's alchemy level, these things were enough for him to refine for half a year.

In fact, these things are readily available to Yang Fan, so Murong Fu didn't feel the slightest distress.

"Senior, in the next seven days, I will definitely consolidate."

Seven days passed quickly, and Yang Fan came to the pavilion to wait in advance.

After more than half an hour, Murong Fu came with a look of exhaustion, and Yang Fan was a little unhappy.

"You haven't rested for these seven days?"

Murong Fu's spirit was very sluggish, obviously because of the frequent refining of pills.

Murong Fu did not speak, which also showed that what Yang Fan said was the truth.

"I don't want another time."

There is a saying that haste is not enough.

Yang Fan didn't object to Murong Fu's consolidating alchemy after returning, but he did not ask him to refining without rest.

"Yes."

With another pill, Murong Fu's spirit is instantly full.

Yuedu soon launched Murong Fu into the fantasy world.

"The next month is to continue to consolidate your level, and strive to truly become the third product in this month, rather than a half-hearted third product. You will know the third product of the pill that I give you."

"Yes."

If you want to improve the level of alchemy, it doesn’t have much effect just to continuously refine the pill. Every time Murong Fu finishes refining the third-grade pill, Yang Fan will come up with the corresponding perfect pill, so that he can understand it. Insufficiency, and then be guided, I will not do it myself.

This method is good, but it costs medicinal materials. If you change to other people, you don't dare to use this prodigal method, but Yang Fan is not afraid.

One month passed quickly, and Yang Fan felt that Murongfu's alchemy level was getting more and more refined. If the level of alchemists is further divided, then Murongfu's current level is already a third-rank intermediate level, which has only been two months. time. But in fact, the real time spent training him is only two days. If Murong Yunhai knew about it, he would be shocked.

In just two days, a pharmacist who has just entered the second rank can enter the intermediate rank of the third rank. In addition to the divine enlightenment, even a holy pharmacist cannot do it.

After a month, the monthly reading was automatically released. This time Murong Fu did not feel mental fatigue. This was mainly because Yang Fan deliberately prevented him from restless refining.

The third-grade pill, the current Murong Fu needs seventeen or eight hours to complete the refining, Yang Fan saw the joy from his face, even if Murong Fu tried to hide it.

"Go back, take a good rest, and consolidate, and don't let yourself be too tired."

In this way, in real time, a month and a half had passed, and it was time for Yang Fan to leave.

"In this month and a half, what do you think?"

During Yang Fan's training of Murong Fu, Murong Yunhai only came here once. Perhaps in his opinion, no matter how high Yang Fan's alchemy level is, he can't teach much in one and a half months, but it is not.

According to his alchemy experience, Murong Fu was already a fourth-rank alchemist, but this was only in the reading space. In reality, he was only in the Nascent Soul Stage, and with his humble strength, it was the limit to refine the lowest-level third-grade pill.

Seeing Murong Fu's improvement, Murong Yunhai was very happy.

"Patriarch Murong, come here."

Yang Fan stopped, and the group had arrived at the teleportation array square in the city. Behind him were Lv Ye, Xu Liqi and others. They admired Murong Fu, a boy in the Yuan Ying stage, and they also admired Yang Fan's talent in teaching his apprentices.

"This time Xiaoyou Yang participated in the exchange meeting. The old man wanted to go together, but if there is something at home, let Xiaoxue and Xiao Zhan go together."

At this time, Murong Zhan and Murong Xue came out smiling.

Murong Fu was a little envious, wanted to speak, but also wanted to go.

"Murongfu, you should go together too, and see how those senior pharmacists make alchemy. It will do you a lot."

As if hearing Murong Fu's heartfelt voice, Murong Yunhai said again.

"Thank you Patriarch!"

It didn't take long for the group to take the teleportation array to the location of the sub-temple of the high-level alchemist temple.

"Brother Yang, are you accepting him as a disciple?"

Murong Zhandao, a casual cultivator newly adopted by his grandfather, and still an orphan, Murong Zhan didn't feel much about this matter.

In fact, in order to train dead men, many families basically adopted some orphans from an early age, and then cultivated them. Faithfulness naturally comes. But what made him do not understand was why he still gave Murong's family name.

"Well, it's not to repay your Murong family's favor, let's go first."

A group of people stepped onto the teleportation array, shining brightly, and everyone disappeared.

Seven days later, Beizhou City.

"We finally arrived."

Murongxue looked around. Among the people passing by, she could see one or two alchemists from time to time, but they were not of high grade.

There are two main reasons for the number of alchemists.

One is because the branch hall located here is one of the few high-level branch halls in the Lower Continent. It is said that Beizhou City is the alternate location for the alchemy conference. There is also a seventh-rank alchemist in this high-level branch hall. You know, there are only three Seven-Rank Alchemists in the entire Lower Continent, and these three are from the Alchemist Temple.

"Are these pharmacists going to the high-level branch hall?"

Murong Fu looked around like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden.

"Let's go quickly, find a place, and prepare to sign up."

Yang Fan, there are about ten days to start, Yang Fan needs to know the situation.

"Well, come with me, I know where it is."

Murongxue walks in front of the team and will hold an exchange meeting in ten years, but in fact, these ten years refer to the ten years after the pill conference. In other words, there should be an exchange meeting every one hundred and ten years.

"Murongxue, how do I look at this Beizhou City, it's not very lively. After all, this is where the branch hall is located. It stands to reason that there should be a lot of people."

As soon as Lu Ye said this, Murong Zhan laughed.

"Hey, kid, what are you laughing at, believe it or not, I will beat you."

Being ridiculed by others, Lord Lü was unhappy, and raised his hand as if to beat him.

Murong Zhan pouted, "You ladyboy, you really don't know about everything."

The lord was angry, his stomach bulged slightly, and he planned to use magical powers to teach him, but was stopped by the preacher.

"Don't you know that hands are not allowed here?"

Lord Lu remembered that when he entered the city gate, notices were posted on both sides, and no one was allowed to do anything before the exchange meeting was over.