Kryptonian Demon Lord

In the middle of the night in Dantang, everything was silent. Dust? Fate? Literature↘Learning→Net

In Dantang's garbage dump, there is no one left.

Suddenly, a dark figure appeared in a corner of the garbage dump.

Sombra looked sneaky, looking around, as if he was afraid of being hit by others.

He waited until he left the shadow and appeared in the moonlight, only to reveal the awkward old face of Master Yuan.

Master Yuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there were no people around as he expected, then he smelled it carefully, and finally frowned and found a garbage bag in the garbage dump.

He has confidence in his sense of smell.

Following the smell all the way from Wu Hao's residence, this bag must have been thrown by his disciple.

Master Yuan tore open the bag with a "stab", and then pulled it inside.

While pulling at him, he counted: "One, two, three..."

Its movements are quite familiar.

Yes, he has come to calculate the rate of alchemy of his apprentice again.

This kind of alchemy rate is the core secret of the alchemist, and it is generally not disclosed to others.

If it weren't for Master Yuan's superhuman sense of smell, it would be impossible for others to find the specific garbage bag in the pile of garbage dumps, and then judge the Dan rate by counting Dan Yi.

If it stands to reason, the master knows that the disciple’s rate of alchemy is justified.

But it is not always true that what the disciple reported is the exact value.

Because some disciples will falsely report the Dan rate because they want to be taken seriously. However, some disciples would underreport the Dan rate because they wanted to keep a low profile.

Judging from Master Yuan's experience, he is still the most accurate way of counting and judging by himself.

He quickly finished the count, then pinched his fingers to calculate for a while, then nodded and sighed, "Well, it's not satisfactory."

"Although this rate of alchemy is still good, it is far worse than the old man." Thinking of this, Master Yuan couldn't help but put his hands on his back, raised his head to look at the moon, and took a deep breath, looking quite contented.

But then he coughed "cough", and the smell in the garbage dump almost fainted Master Yuan, who had a keen sense of smell.

He ran away from the garbage dump in embarrassment, picking up the empty path and slipping back to his mansion.

Fortunately, there were no acquaintances on the way.

After Master Yuan returned to the mansion, he avoided the servants and maids in the mansion, and kept sneaking back to his own room. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

At this time, he quickly changed the clothes he was wearing, and then greeted people to prepare hot water.

He wants to bathe.

Although the clothes on his body only had a faint peculiar smell, in Master Yuan's sense of smell, it was as obvious as ink dots on white paper.

Therefore, he needs to take a shower and change clothes every time he comes back from the garbage dump.

After everything was done, more than half an hour had passed.

At this time, a refreshing Master Yuan came to the study, and then he found a pen and paper, and wrote on the paper in small letters: "July 25, the rate of success is seven out of 25. There is no significant improvement, the rate of success is Very stable."

Then he carefully cut the paper into small cards, then applied glue and pasted it on a large blackboard in the study.

There are many grids drawn vertically and horizontally on the blackboard, and each grid is marked with a date. Master Yuan found the corresponding grid on July 25th, and after pasting the card, he nodded in satisfaction.

Several rows in front of the grid posted by Master Yuan are densely packed with a lot of such small cards, which record the little by little Wu Hao from practicing the first pill to learning alchemy in the past two months. .

For example, the last grid of this grid records "July 24, successfully refined the yellow-level high-grade Qi Yang Pill, and officially has the strength of the quasi alchemy pill. The quality of the Qi Yang Pill is good, but the craftsmanship is still unabated."

Master Yuan glanced at the word "craftsmanship" he had marked, and frowned slightly.

Now he is fairly satisfied with Wu Hao's progress. Although the facts proved that Wu Hao's alchemy talent was not as stunning as he had imagined.

However, his disciple's progress is much faster than most of Dantang's disciples.

Even Master Yuan faintly felt that the theoretical level of this disciple far exceeded his current practical alchemy ability.

So he guessed that it might be his current cultivation realm that restricted his level of performance.

But what puzzled Master Yuan was that he didn't know why his apprentice showed the characteristics of alchemy, which was exactly the opposite of what he had originally estimated.

According to Master Yuan's understanding, this apprentice himself is free from nature and does not stick to the law. So he guessed that the pill that the apprentice refines should be full of spirituality and full of fantastic ideas. However, the ups and downs of the state will be more obvious, and there will be a big difference in the daily rate of alchemy.

However, Wu Hao's performance was exactly the opposite. When refining the same kind of pill, his pill formation rate was stable and scary. However, the alchemy technique is rigid and rigid, like a mold printed out, with little spirituality and full of craftsmanship.

It's like the old pill oil that has been in the face pill world for many years.

Originally, he was ready to speak. I want to wait for my apprentice to eat and eat the pill after the unstable loss, and then persuade him to be more stable and not to be irritable.

But now Master Yuan can't wait to roll up his sleeves and scream at Wu Hao: "Apprentice, get up and down, let's get up!"

But speaking of it, for the quasi-alchemist, or the alchemist, there is basically no effect on the refining alchemist's energy.

Even elixir like Wu Hao is more popular.

Because their medicinal pill itself is for the masses of warriors, what they need is not a flash of inspiration, but a stable quality.

For this, Wu Hao can do very well.

But when it comes to the stage of the alchemy master, the situation is different.

People say that words are used to carry the Tao, and so is the elixir. But all the pills refined by master alchemy masters have very obvious personal characteristics. This is the result of the alchemy master integrating his alchemy will into the alchemy process.

The will of the alchemy is a comprehensive product formed by the alchemist's continuous cultivation of the sense of alchemy, synthesis of his own understanding of the alchemy, and the combination of the alchemist's own spirituality.

Master Yuan is very worried that if Wu Hao continues like this, it will delay his own cultivation of Dangan. As a result, a big bottleneck appeared when he was promoted to a master alchemy master.

But this is a relatively long-term thing, so Master Yuan did not rush to raise it. Instead, we are prepared to observe first, and then analyze the causes and countermeasures.

Master Yuan guessed that his apprentice's performance in alchemy was very different from his usual personality, which might be related to his quirks in alchemy.

It is very likely that once Wu Hao makes alchemy, he will have a second personality that makes people ashamed to speak out at UU reading www.uukanshu.com. And this habit of alchemy of personality is the characteristic that Wu Hao is showing now.

It is precisely because of this embarrassing situation that Master Yuan wanted to talk to Wu Hao several times about his pill-maker's anger, but he did not speak out several times when the words came to his lips. .

In fact, he was wondering how to make alchemy in such a state, and how to maintain a stable rate of alchemy?

He couldn't help but have a complicated feeling of "the world of pill is so wonderful, come to my house this year".

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When Master Yuan broke his heart for his apprentice, Wu Hao didn't sit back.

He didn't keep the joy of just being promoted to a quasi alchemist, but looked very depressed.

Because when he was practicing alchemy today, there was a situation that made him very uncomfortable.

His Nana is leaking...