The Only Magician on Earth

  Gu Feng hesitated for a moment, took out a medicinal pill, put it back in the porcelain bottle, took it back, and asked:

   "If you have the remaining Pei Yuan Dan, if all of them are given to you, how confident are you that you will be able to advance to the second-rate ancient martial artist?"

   "All... all to his subordinates?" Jiang Yiyan shivered in excitement when he heard the words, and almost gave out the pill. He was so frightened that he quickly stabilized his hand and held it carefully.

   "Yes! If it's not enough, in a few days, I can continue to give it to you! But, just ask for one thing, you must make sure to advance to the second-rate ancient warrior in the shortest time." Gu Feng said.

   "Yes! Young Master Gu, it has been several years since his subordinates have been promoted to third-rate ancient warriors. If they have enough Yuandan, their subordinates are confident that they can be promoted to second-rate ancient warriors within a month!" Jiang Yiyan thought for a while and replied. The tone was full of fiery. [

   Then, he stared at Gu Feng nervously, for fear that his answer would make Gu Feng uncomfortable.

   However, he didn't dare to talk nonsense casually.

   Antiquity's character, he knows something. Killing is decisive, if you use deception to deceive the medicine pill, in the end, you will be the one who regrets it.

   "A month?" Gu Feng stroked his chin, thought for a moment, and nodded, "Well, a month is fine too!"

   He knew that he couldn't be too demanding. He knew the difficulty of ancient martial arts cultivation. It is very rare to be promoted to a second-rate ancient martial artist within a month.

   "You should keep these Peiyuan Dans! Although there are some impurities in them, with your internal strength as a third-rate ancient warrior, you should be able to resolve them on your own. In the future, I will personally take action to remove the negative effects for you."

  Gu Feng originally planned to prepare a new and improved formula, Pei Yuan Dan, before giving it to his subordinates on a large scale. However, in order to configure Xinpei Yuandan, it will take a lot of time just to improve the prescription, and then, to collect the medicinal materials, etc... If there is a general grasp of the time for the improvement of the prescription, how much does it take to collect the medicinal materials? The time, he can't be sure, depends largely on luck.

   And now. He felt a strong sense of crisis. It is necessary to increase the strength of the subordinates as soon as possible. Therefore, Jiang Yiyan could only take these pills first.

   Fortunately, the impurities in Peiyuan Dan have little effect on third-rate ancient warriors.

certainly. In Jiang Yiyan's opinion... the side effects of Peiyuan Dan? That is absolutely not considered. To be able to get these Peiyuan Dan...that's it. Instead of this one... it has already made him ecstatic enough!

at this time. He was so grateful to Gu Feng in his heart that he really wanted to kneel down and lick Gu Feng's toes.

   "Xie Gu Shao! The subordinates must try their best to cultivate and advance to the second-rate ancient martial artist at the fastest speed. Loyal work for Gu Shao, liver and brain are rubbish, and I will do anything!"

   "Very good! Remember that you have two tasks to do next, improve your strength as soon as possible, and train the ancient warriors for me with your heart. Go on!" Gu Feng urged again.

   "Yes, Young Master Gu!" Jiang Yiyan replied respectfully.

Immediately afterwards, the rest of the medicinal pills were identified. Jiang Yiyan identified seven, seven, eight, eight, either for detoxification or for healing. They are very precious to ordinary ancient martial artists, but, in Gu Feng's view, the effects of these medicinal pills have all of them. The corresponding magic potion is replaced, and the effect is much better, and it is of little value to him.

   Looking at Jiang Yiyan's fiery gaze, he wanted to give it to him. However, after thinking about it, I have given Jiang Yiyan enough things recently.

  Different ratios, the resulting medicinal effects are worlds apart. As a sixth-grade pharmacist, Gu Feng knew this very well. Therefore, in this process, he is extremely careful.

   It took almost ten hours, Gu Feng was relieved and a smile appeared on his face.

  For ten hours, he was constantly mentally analyzing the ingredients of the pills, which made him feel extremely tired.

  The prescription is confirmed, immediately sit cross-legged and enter a state of meditation.

   Meditation, while capturing magical elements, is also a nourishment for spiritual power, and is a good way to restore spiritual power.

  The bright light illuminates the entire secret room.

   Zhu Zian was naked, with white bandages wrapped around his right arm and leg, and there were traces of scarlet blood flowing out.

   In his hand, he was holding a colored magic scroll; on the table in front of him, there were two other magic scrolls, one was light cyan and the other was fiery red.

   Zhu Zian was opening the scroll, looking at the runes on it very carefully.

   However, the more he looked, the tighter his brows became. Obviously, nothing was gained.

"This should be an ancient script, but many elders in the villa have read it, but no one knows what it is. Even, after comparison, there is no such script in the current script on earth... "

   "Could it be that this is really the legendary magic scroll in magic novels?"

   Zhu Zian recalled the battle during the day. The scene at that time is vivid. Gu Feng just tore the scrolls in his hand, and immediately, there was a path-shaped Astral Qi attacking him.

   Even, when tearing open those fiery red scrolls, fireballs were sprayed out one by one, making him embarrassed. In the end, he ran away by himself without caring about anything.

Thinking about the pills that were thrown away in the guest room, he was very distressed. But as the owner of the Peacock Villa, the life-saving pills he brought when he walked around the rivers and lakes were so lost. It also takes a lot of effort.

   "If this thing is really a magic scroll, then, the lost pills, and my injury... It's worth getting this news."

   Zhu Zian quickly made up his mind to try it out.

   Imagining the action of the ancient style, stretched out his hand to pinch the two ends of the scroll, and pulled it hard.

  The magic scroll made of sheepskin is very resilient, but Zhu Zian's inner strength is everywhere, so powerful that he can still tear it apart easily.

  Hora! [

   The sheepskin scroll was torn in half, and the imaginary "gas" didn't appear, just like the ordinary sheepskin being torn apart yyng...no reaction.

"Um?"

   A look of disappointment flashed across Zhu Zian's face.

   "Could it be that my way of tearing it apart is wrong?"

   Zhu Zian guessed.

   How did he know that after the magic scroll was made, it was rolled up and tied with a rope... This bound scroll has a magic seal to prevent the loss of magic elements.

   And since the magic scroll was opened for the first time, even if it was scrolled again, unless a magician took action to re-seal it, the magic element would start to continuously drain.

  The magic element was completely drained, and the scroll naturally failed, becoming the most common sheepskin.

  Magic scrolls, because of the effect of magic, will become very easy to tear as long as people touch them, and they are more fragile than paper. However, after the magic power disappeared, it became a real sheepskin... This is also thanks to Zhu Zian's strong inner strength, otherwise, ordinary people may not be able to tear it apart.

  These magic scrolls have been opened since they fell into Zhu Wenyi's hands. After such a long time, the magic power has long since disappeared.

   Zhu Zian didn't know this, and was still thinking about it.

   "Well! It must be my method is wrong! Or... it's just that kid who is making a fool of himself."

   Zhu Zian's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he was in a very bad mood.

   "Forget it! These two magic scrolls are temporarily saved, and we'll talk about it later!"

   Zhu Zian said, without hesitation, put the scroll in the wall safe, turned and left.

   The sun rises.

   In the chirping of birds, Gu Feng opened his eyes.

   After a night of meditation, he became full of energy. Whether it is mental or physical, he has reached an excellent state.

   stood up and stretched out, feeling very happy.

   "Find something to eat and start improving the recipe."

"For me, improving the Peiyuan Pill formulation is the most important. Once there is a new Peiyuan Pill that ordinary people can take, then in a short period of time, I will be able to grow a large number of third-rate ancient warriors, even A second-rate ancient warrior."

   "With such a group of powerful men as arms, I have nothing to be afraid of!"

  Ancient style originally put the creation of magic equipment in the first place. However, the magic scrolls are not very helpful to his current situation, what's more, he already has a batch of scrolls, which are enough for self-protection and each.

   As for the magic wand... it would be good if it could be made. However, thinking about the materials needed gave him a headache. Mithril, purple gold, fresh wind spirit wood... Mithril and wind spirit wood don't matter, at most it is difficult to find, at least he knows that these things exist on earth.

   As for Zijin, it's really dying! Traveling through to the present, there is no clue about Zijin at all. In case there is no such thing on earth, finding a replacement would be even more troublesome, and the power would be much worse.

  Gu Feng scratched his scalp, put these troubles aside temporarily, walked out of the military tent, was thinking about what to eat, when he saw a beautiful figure coming from the foot of the mountain.

  Long hair like a waterfall, lightly tied into a ponytail, her slender body is very moving under the sunlight, and her steps are vigorous. (To be continued...)