Chapter 42 (1/2)

Taking a deep breath, Chen Chu slowly put his hands on the left and right sides of the bronze cauldron. Then, the real Qi in his body burst out of his palm and quickly activated the igniter under the cauldron. With the sound of bang, the rolling flame rose out of it, making the surrounding air warm up a lot.

At the moment when Chen Chu used the true Qi, the two people around him obviously felt a weak fluctuation of genuine Qi, but they were quickly cut off by Chen Chu's subtle soul manipulation. This incident did not arouse their suspicion. After all, the soul power shown by Chen Chu was indeed the third-order Alchemist's realm.

Refining Sanpin pills is quite complicated, and this po'e Qingmai Dan is a very good one of the three products. There are more than 20 kinds of medicinal materials alone. Chen Chu roughly divided the herbs into three categories, and gave some of the more simple ones to the other two people.

Originally, two other second grade alchemists wanted to have a look at it bravely, but Lu Yao refused. It was extremely difficult to refine three grade pills. If they failed for some external reasons, no one could blame them.

”Then I Wei Wei is a show of ugliness. I hope you can be more tolerant.”

Seeing the flame rising, the middle-aged man first arched Chen Chu, then quickly grabbed a grass and threw it in. Then he quickly controlled the flame with his soul power and began to refine it.

On the other side, the old man did not hesitate to throw a medicinal plant into the fire and began the most basic refining work.

Chen Chu's mind was slightly fixed, and his mental strength was swept out. He wrapped up the common herbs on the wooden platform and threw them into the fire.

Although the middle-aged man knew that the mysterious man in front of him was extremely powerful in soul power, he unexpectedly reached the level of multitasking. Facing five herbs with different melting points, he extracted them at the same time without any pause.

The whole garden is very quiet, only the crackling sound of the fire burning herbs, one herb after another in the fire rolling, leaving only a mottled liquid.

Ye Wenhui, who was not far away from home, was somewhat unconvinced, but he was already convinced by Chen Chu's exquisite alchemy. He even had the impulse to go to the master on the spot. Obviously, the other person was not much better. He just looked at the three people nearby with dementia.

Compared with the two people who were excluded, Wei Wei and the old man were even more upset. They almost evaporated most of the melted liquid because of their loss of mind.

After witnessing Chen Chu's art of refining, both of them had some understanding in their hearts, so they quickly stabilized their mind and concentrated on refining.

At this time, Chen Chu's mind had already been silent in the alchemy, and he was deaf to the changes around him. At this time, the flame flashed in his cold eyes, and the Five Herbs in front of him were also slowly withered under the fire, and finally only a group of liquid medicine was left to churn in the flame.

On the other hand, Wei Wei and the old man were refining in an orderly manner. The drops of medicine slowly merged in the flame. After the two kinds of medicine came into contact, the original calm liquid was rapidly churning.

The two quickly adjusted with mental strength, and then smoothly fused together. The impurities in the liquid were removed by drops, and the original mottled color gradually became pure.

At this time, there were three groups of liquid medicine floating in the whole copper tripod. Chen Chu had some differences in their refining methods. As expected, both of them were experienced hands who had been steeped in the second grade realm for a long time. Chen Chu appreciated the pure medicine.