The Goddess's Exclusive Alchemist

The management of Senquan City is very loose, because there are too many races in the Langri Empire, so not everyone has an ID card.Although their combination is a bit strange, no one cares about it. Besides, no one can see through Fu Qinglang's strength. If she hadn't been able to simulate the strange sparks into the expression of fighting spirit, she would definitely be regarded as an ordinary person. Can reduce the trouble caused by appearance.

The two first went to the clothing store to help Fu Qinglang buy a few sets of warrior costumes. She decided to temporarily hide her identity as an alchemist. If she accidentally leaked the elixir, she would be in big trouble.

Fu Qinglang, who had changed into a red warrior outfit, looked quite heroic. She casually trimmed her hair that had been burnt out of shape. Although it was a bit nondescript, she never cared much about her appearance, so she let it go. up.As for the weapon, after thinking about it, she bought an ordinary knight's long sword. The epee is too heavy for her. I can't change it.What's more, no one has taught her martial arts with weapons at all, she is just pretending, and the knight's long sword looks better.

Then the two found a tavern and sat down.

"Boss, have two glasses of rye wine." Carlos's loud voice did not attract the attention of others at all, because most of the mercenaries who came here were mercenaries talking loudly everywhere.The tavern owner was very efficient, and two glasses of wine were quickly delivered to their tables. Carlos raised the glass with his right hand, took a sip and said, "My father likes to drink rye wine the most!"

Fu Qinglang looked at the turbid, frothy black-yellow liquid, and seemed to see Uncle Karl's dark face again, so he didn't care that he had never drank wine from this world, and drank it in a big gulp, only to be overwhelmed by the rough wine. He choked hard, tears welled up from the corners of his eyes, I don't know if it was from choking or something else.

Carlos drank his wine intently, but Fu Qinglang was paying attention to the conversations of the mercenaries.

"I heard that the city guards are out again!"

"Hey, that's not the case! Our regiment hasn't dared to take on the mission recently, for fear of offending those evil stars."

"Keep your voice down, lest you be heard."

"Can he manage our small place?"

"I heard that he has often left the City Lord's Mansion recently, as if he was looking for something good."

"That's right, I must be looking for something good to curry favor with my boss again! Damn, I can't wait..."

"Shh! Stop talking!"

After several rounds of conversations, Fu Qinglang finally figured out what was going on. The "he" they were talking about should refer to the city lord Caian Douglas. If they come out alone, their success rate is also higher.

Pulling Carlos, who still wanted to continue drinking, out of the tavern, Fu Qinglang dragged him to find a hotel, and after confirming that no one was eavesdropping, she sat down opposite Carlos with a serious face, and said directly, "Do you want revenge? "

Carlos raised his eyes and stared at her: "Of course!" Fu Qinglang frowned due to the smell of alcohol: "Then you are still so decadent?"

"You can't understand my pain!" Carlos blushed and shouted at Fu Qinglang.

"Of course I understand! Do you think you're the only one who lost your parents?" Fu Qinglang's eyes turned red when she thought of her relatives far away on Earth. Usually, with Ling Zhengyin by her side, she didn't feel lonely, but at this moment, all the suppressed The pain in my heart broke out.

"Bastard!" Carlos punched Fu Qinglang in the chest. Neither of them used any external force. They fought hard purely with physical strength. However, Carlos' strength was already one level higher than Fu Qinglang's. Coupled with his blood, it can be said that he has the upper hand.

In the end, both of them had bruised noses and swollen faces, but taking this opportunity, a lot of negative emotions disappeared, and some friendships were established in this way.Fu Qinglang sat up and said in a deep voice: "I just thought of a revenge plan, do you want to listen?"

Carlos was lying on the ground panting heavily, his rough face was full of excitement: "What should I do?" The words were not sloppy at all, such is the character of the dwarves, when they meet someone they can trust, they will wholeheartedly The other party is regarded as a friend.

Fu Qinglang stroked her messy hair, and Ling Zhengyin's indifference inadvertently appeared in her expression: "Let's prepare first, I'll talk to you in detail later." After she finished speaking, she was also stunned, and suddenly thought of Ling Zhengyin The self-confidence hidden deep in the bone marrow revealed every time he instructed himself to practice, suddenly became emotional.

Carlos didn't notice what was wrong with her, and went back to his room, rectified. He had already vented what should be vented. If he continued to be depressed, he would not forgive himself.

Fu Qinglang was in a daze for a long time, and finally Xiaogua brought her thoughts back to reality. Xiaogua, whose fur became softer and softer, rubbed against her leg coquettishly, biting her palm gently with sharp teeth, with a longing expression on her face. Fu Qinglang was so amused by it that he had no time to think about it. He took out the last part of the barrier-breaking pill from the Sumeru Ring, and handed it to Xiaogua's paw helplessly. After it left, he took out the Good Fortune Cauldron. The elixir.

It stands to reason that the barrier-breaking pill is very suitable for Fu Qinglang to use now, but the best time for this thing to be effective is when the savings have been accumulated for a long time and the breakthrough cannot be made, and the use of pills to assist breakthroughs will more or less give future progress. The road brings difficulties. After all, cultivation depends more on the individual than external objects. This is what Venerable Wan told her. Although Ling Zhengyin refused, she still didn't know the root cause, which shows the importance of previous experience.

So Fu Qinglang decided to refine the third-order elixir, Xuantian Pill, which is a elixir that gathers energy quickly for scholar-level practitioners. It also has a little effect on teacher-level practitioners, but it will be ineffective if it goes up any further.

Thinking of the burning ability of sparks in her body, Fu Qinglang gave up the idea of ​​igniting ordinary flames, and instead directly led the sparks to go under the cauldron. At first, the sparks were not obedient, but she let the red profound force lead the way, and the sparks were safe She obeyed her control carefully, and some water-like flames scattered under the Good Fortune Cauldron, which made Fu Qinglang a little worried.She couldn't be sure of the flame power of this mixture of red profound energy and strange sparks, so she found the material of Qingxin Pill and tried to refine it.

Soon, the first furnace was scrapped.Although this strange flame seemed to be extinguished in the wind, its temperature was definitely not comparable to that of ordinary flames. Fu Qinglang refined two more batches of failed products, and roughly grasped its power.Then with the help of the red profound energy, she could use it like an arm. Controlling the fire while refining medicine is a skill that alchemists must master, so everything that followed went smoothly.

Thinking of the batch of Breaking Barrier Pill that was successfully refined at the beginning, Fu Qinglang looked at the Qingxin Pill that was about to be finished, and his eyes were full of enthusiasm.Just do what she wants, she distractedly draws out a trace of cyan profound energy, controls and wraps it on the semi-finished product, stimulating the excitation and mixing of medicinal properties.

One mind and two were used very smoothly. Fu Qinglang retracted his profound energy and Mars, and opened the Good Fortune Cauldron full of curiosity, only to see three crystal clear pills emitting a faint green light, which were the same as the original green pills. It's different, these few fragrances are particularly refreshing, and people's spirits are lifted by smelling them. The quality is estimated to be comparable to ordinary second-order low-level pills.

It seemed that this was useful. Fu Qinglang's mental momentum was getting higher and higher, and her drowsiness had long since disappeared. After she became familiar with the energy control method several times, she began to refine the Xuantian Pill.The ingredients for the Breaking Barrier Pill are hard to find, and the Xuantian Pill is even rarer. She only has three copies of the medicinal ingredients she bought from the Huo Family Chamber of Commerce.

The possibility of failure is extremely high, but if you don't try, there will be no possibility of success.

The next day Carlos was taken aback when he saw her haggard but excited face, but before he could ask any questions, Fu Qinglang threw him a small porcelain bottle: "There are three Xuantian pills in it, which can assist in cultivation." Fu Qinglang successfully refined two furnaces of seven pills. She still doesn't know if she can withstand the power of the medicine. Now she and Carlos are on the same front. It is a good thing for anyone to improve their strength.And according to her observation, Carlos has completely inherited Uncle Carl's uprightness and Aunt Irene's kindness. If she misunderstood the wrong person, she deserved it.

Carlos held the bottle, speechless for a long time.Of course, he had also heard of the name of the pill, but he didn't expect the pill to appear in front of his eyes like this. He was already curious about Fu Qinglang's origin, and now he was even more puzzled.Forcibly suppressing his curiosity, Carlos changed the subject: "What to do next?"

"You take it to practice first, I'll go out for a while, you wait for me here." Fu Qinglang adjusted his red warrior outfit, stretched his tense body, and left the hotel.Carlos stood there for a while and then returned to his room. Since he has decided to trust Fu Qinglang's plan, he won't cause any more trouble.

All she has to do is to inquire about some chambers of commerce and shops.Looking for some gifts that could curry favor with his boss, unless Kaian planned to go out of the city to hunt high-level monsters, otherwise he could only go to those places to buy them, and what the mercenaries said could not be groundless.Fu Qinglang originally suspected that there were more valuable things in the city lord's mansion, but he thought that with Kai'an's strength, he could become a city lord because of the strength of his family.But if you want to get something, you have to pay a corresponding price. He must have been oppressed by the family.

The author has something to say: the writing is a bit stuck--, so it is even later.

Several comments have been pumped out, so heartbroken QAQ

They can't meet in the movie, let's write a small theater.

It is said that Fu Qinglang refined the medicine until his physical strength and mental strength were exhausted. After falling to the ground and falling into a coma, he opened his eyes again, only to find Ling Zhengyin who was meditating not far away. Ling Zhengyin opened his eyes, and Fu Qinglang immediately jumped in front of her Seeing her getting up and walking towards him, before she could be happy, Ling Zhengyin threw a freezing spell at her.

Fu Qinglang: ... [mouth froze, unable to speak]

Ling Zhengyin: Do you still know about coming back?

Fu Qinglang: ...

Ling Zhengyin: Why don't you speak?

Fu Qinglang: ...

Ling Zhengyin lifted the freezing technique, Fu Qinglang excitedly stretched out his hand to hug him, but he passed through him.

Version 1 [blackened version]:

Fu Qinglang [flat mouth]: Ayin, I seem to be a ghost now.

Ling Zhengyin [expressionless]: How did he die?

Fu Qinglang [QAQ]: Probably... exhausted?

Ling Zhengyin [Ghost Animal]: Since you can't hug me anymore, just become an ice sculpture and stay by my side forever.

After finishing speaking, it was another freezing technique.

Fu Qinglang, died.

Version 2 [warm version]:

Fu Qinglang [firm]: Ayin, although I can't hug you anymore, I will always be by your side.

Ling Zhengyin [chuckles]: I know, you idiot.

——"A Chinese Girl's Departed Soul: Fu Qinglang"