sweeping the empire every day

It is the clearest golden color, so dazzling and beautiful, like the light refracted by the fine spots of light on the sun in the sky, so beautiful that it can dazzle people's eyes;

palliative.

Among the fourth-order potions, the most difficult to make, the top-ranked potion, and the palliative that was once called "the light of the century" were originally the clearest golden color, but for hundreds of years, few people have been able to make it appear. such a beautiful color;

Such a gorgeous, clear, and charming golden color, as if exuding a golden light to save the world, was once the greatest invention in a century.

There was a storm in Gu Xuewen's heart. If he was willing to accept this young man because of the precious moon warbler at the beginning, now he is sincerely accepting An Qingjue;

Moonbird never gets close to the weak, his own voice rings in his ears, so this young man will definitely not be a mediocre person;

As it stands now, his talents and talents are beyond all expectations.

A young man who can produce S-level palliative at the age of 20, Gu Xuewen's eyes flickered slightly, he seemed to see another pharmacy master slowly born, like the most dazzling star in the sky, slowly rising;

Gu Xuewen turned his head to look at the young man. He was no different from just now. The simple white T-shirt and black trousers were worn by him abruptly, showing a sense of indifference and abstinence. The young man's exquisite profile seemed to be God's most meticulous masterpiece, at this moment the corners of the bright red lips are slightly raised, and the long and narrow black phoenix eyes seem indifferent and careless, but there seems to be tiny stars flowing through the depths, and a gentle smile like jade meaning;

The precious moon-white bird was lying on his palm in a daze, its sky-like blue eyes looked at the young man foolishly, the moon warbler bird known for its pride and indifference looked unbelievably stupid , the young man raised the corners of his lips slightly, his eyes flashed like stars, and then he slowly stretched out his white fingertips, tapped on the forehead of the moon warbler, and said softly: "So, tomorrow's dinner is gone." .”

"Chirp..." The moon-white bird unconsciously responded, and looked at the young man foolishly. The smile in the young man's eyes could hardly be concealed. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the soft down of the moon-white bird. , and raised his head;

In an instant, he met the eyes of the young man;

——Cold, fierce, like an ice cone, exuding an indescribably powerful aura;

He moved his eyes away in embarrassment, and his entire spiritual force was still screaming sharply, as if reminding him of the coming danger, his fingers moved slowly, and he pinched his palm in a daze;

Just now, he was shocked by a young man just now? !

Gu Xuewen couldn't believe it. He has lived for more than 200 years, and he has gone through ups and downs with the Pharmacists Association. The current president is a generation lower than him. Overwhelmed?

He couldn't believe it, but he couldn't believe it. The strong sense of exhaustion from the mental layer had confirmed everything that happened just now.

This child, oh no, can't be called a child, this man has a limitless future.

The future is also immeasurable.

"Vice President Gu..." The female examiner looked at the red words displayed on the machine in disbelief. The bright red "Level [-], S-Class" on it seemed to dazzle anyone's eyes. A little dizzy, this color, this luster, why is it like a palliative?

But a 20-year-old young man, a young man who was taking the pharmacist assessment for the first time, a young man who didn't even prepare a potion furnace, actually made an S-grade palliative in three to ten minutes? !

"It's a palliative," Gu Xuewen said slowly, his face was serious, exuding an aura of supreme majesty, "S-level palliative."

- Boom!

This sentence was like a beam of thunder, directly splitting into the brains of all of them;

An s-level moderator?

God!

Easement, it can relieve mental damage, numb the mental layer, and ease the damage of upgrading. Simply put, it is to delay time. When the mental strength is seriously damaged and there is no way to get treatment for a while, the palliative can help alleviate the mental damage. For the damage to the mental power layer, the mental power layer is temporarily maintained; when the mental power is seriously injured, it can help you survive, and even continue to use the mental power when it is seriously injured; It will cause damage to the mental layer, and may even fail to step up. At this time, if there is no effective treatment, you can use palliatives to delay the time;

Because of the palliative, how many people who suffered mental injuries survived and retained a little bit of mental power; how many injured mental power layers were not completely abolished; how many people who failed to climb the steps still have a chance to try again;

But palliatives have two fatal flaws: first, it will only delay and not cure, just like a temporary protective shield, it won't last long; second, it will be addictive, and the effect will be lower every time.

However, high-quality moderators that reach S grade or above can eliminate the second shortcoming. For high-quality moderators, the second shortcoming does not exist.

But emollient, how can it be so easy to make!

A palliative, an S-grade palliative from a 20-year-old young man.

Several assessors screamed without image in their hearts, until another examiner shouted as if he was greatly frightened: "...He, he, he is only in his twenties!"

God!A person in his 20s who can make an S-grade palliative!Which famous young talent is this?Which famous genius is this? !

The examiner pulled it from the table, and quickly found the information sheet. His fingers were shaking very violently, as if he was frightened. A bewildered expression appeared on his face. The document floated down from his hand, but his fingers were still shaking;

Gu Xuewen frowned slightly, how could the examiner in their pharmacist association be so inept?Can the psychological quality be eaten by himself?

The examiner stared at Vice President Gu's stern eyes, trembled in his heart, and then said tremblingly: "...An Qingjue, mental power talent f, mental power level f..."

The disbelief and confusion in his tone were too obvious. Holding the little moon-white bird in his hand, An Qingjue turned her head to look at him casually. Crossing a layer of gorgeous gold;

Casual but with a deadly sense of elegance and sex in his heart, the examiner took a step back subconsciously, never daring to look at An Qingjue again, Gu Xuewen's eyes widened for a moment, and then bent over to pick up the thin paper On the data sheet, it is clearly written in black and white - mental power talent f, mental power level f.

This talent can be said to be trash!

In an instant, everyone present understood why the examiner was so unbelievable. They all thought that this young man was a genius with outstanding talent and admirable talent, but they didn't expect...

This is completely a waste-level talent!

But now, this young man who could be labeled as trash has proved his formidable strength to them within half an hour.

Talent, is talent really that important?

Everyone present, everyone's talent is ten times or a hundred times higher than this young man, but they... are completely incomparable with this young man!

"Oh my God!" the female examiner screamed, feeling the eyes of others, she quickly covered her mouth, her heart was filled with huge waves, after a long while, she swallowed, and said, "There is still a bottle... ...S-level potion..."

The several examiners reminded by the female examiner recalled An Qingjue's incredible way of refining medicine, and one or two of them changed their expressions.

This man, this man, is he a human or a goblin!

An Qingjue leaned against the door, her eyes casually glanced at Ma Yuan who was huddled in the corner and the unconscious Zhang Wuhao, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she said slowly, "Did I pass?"

That voice was like pearls and stones, with a hint of coolness, slowly flowing into everyone's hearts.

Zhao Yan looked at An Qingjue, an S-level palliative, with some confusion, of course he knew what it meant;

An Qingjue is not a thing in the pool, a Cassieph junior high school, it is impossible to keep him.

"Of course." The examiner replied, he quickly picked up the red qualification badge symbolizing the fourth and third ranks and handed it to An Qingjue. Originally, he wanted to put it on An Qingjue himself, but he refused .

"Do you want to continue participating in the assessment?" The examiner's eyes brightened, but he didn't dare to look at An Qingjue.

"That's enough." An Qingjue waved her hand casually, turned around and put the moon-white bird on her shoulder, and strode towards the operating table.

His back is crisp and neat, with an indescribable chicness, and his every move has an indescribable aristocratic posture, elegant and calm, as if without the slightest nostalgia.

"Wait," Gu Xuewen yelled, his expression was not as relaxed as before, but rather solemn, "Pharmacist An Qingjue, we sincerely invite you to join the Pharmacist Association, are you willing?"

Zhao Yan became nervous in an instant, An Qingjue paused, and then slowly said: "I have no such plan for the time being."

Several examiners were a little discouraged. Gu Xuewen pursed his lips. He knew that he would not be able to successfully lobby An Qingjue today, so he should stop annoying people. An Qingjue cleaned up the things on the table, and then asked Gu Xuewen Xue Wen went and got the two bottles of clear and pure medicine.

"Wait!" Gu Xuewen yelled, he looked at the dazzling gold in a daze, and couldn't help but think back to the scene when he first made this golden palliative. Jumping and jumping like a child, excited as if competing with the sun;

At that time, that person was still by my side, looking at me with gentle eyes,

But after that person left, he never made a palliative again.

Gu Xuewen sighed silently, "Excuse me, Pharmacist An, are you willing to take this bottle of palliative in your hand? I can..."

He paused, and several examiners looked at him in surprise, then thought about it, and couldn't help admiring Vice President Gu's scheming, how clever he was to hook up with Pharmacist An in this way!

"How many credits do you have?" An Qingjue asked, he narrowed his eyes in a good mood, as long as he has credits, he can buy a spaceship, and then go to the gathering place of the Zerg to make up bugs for the moon warbler up;

Well, give the bird a surprise.

Gu Xuewen thought that An Qingjue would ask for precious materials such as spirit flowers, spirit grass, spirit beasts, and other precious materials, but he didn't expect that An Qingjue would simply ask for money. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he tentatively said, "50 credit points."

An Qingjue said cheerfully, "Deal!"

Gu Xuewen: ...

The agreed palliative agent has a price, no market, no sale, only exchange!

"Buy one, get one free." Considering that the spaceship he saw last time only cost 35 yuan, An Qingjue was in a good mood, pointing to the purple potion next to him, and said flatly, "I'll give it to you."

Potion... is not as important as feeding the bird.

Gu Xuewen was stunned by the big pie in the sky, and transferred the money very readily, and transferred 20 more, still feeling that he had taken advantage of it;

An Qingjue was satisfied.

Gu Xuewen looked at the clear and pure potion in his hand, and a dark color slowly flashed in his eyes. This An Qingjue, if you can win him over, you will win him over, and you must not offend him!

"Reminder, don't offend An Qingjue," Gu Xuewen said in a deep voice, "If you can win her over, win her over. Don't offend her. This An Qingjue is not something in the pool."

"Deputy..." the female examiner said, "You said this An Qingjue... is the one from the An family?"

It's not a secret that the eldest son of the An family's spiritual talent is f. If it weren't for this, the young master of the An family might not have been swept out of the house so simply and neatly by the An family.

Gu Xuewen was silent for a while, then slowly said: "Which one else is safe?"

This is almost an affirmative answer, An Qingjue turned out to be Young Master An who was kicked out by the An family!

Thinking about the famous genius of An's family, the female examiner's eyes became a little more mocking, the genius who robbed his sister-in-law, this An's family's brain is flooded!

I don't know if he will beg for An Qingjue to go back on his knees in the future.

Ma Yuan looked at Zhang Wuhao lying unconscious on the ground, his face turned pale, offending An Qingjue, Zhang Wuhao's fate is the most obvious consequence!

He is still young, he cannot die!

Ma Yuan stumbled and ran out, saw An Qingjue's shiny black hair from a distance, and shouted loudly: "Pharmacist An! Pharmacist An! An Qingjue——!"

Zhao Yan and An Qingjue in front stopped, and Ma Yuan ran over with a pale face, almost tripped over;

"An Qingjue, An Qingjue," he said tremblingly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I didn't do it on purpose... It's all Zhang Wuhao, Zhang Wuhao forced me!"

The footsteps of the girl who ran in the opposite direction from them paused. The familiar name made her a little disdainful. How many days has that person been kicked out of An's house? With his talent for ideas, can he still sneak into the Pharmacists Association?

She pursed her lips contemptuously, turned her head and glanced casually, her body stiffened for a moment, and only the bright red qualification badge could be seen;

——A fourth-level and third-level pharmacist.