Peerless Martial Soul

Chen Feng was even more excited, because he knew very well that with the guidance of the old man, he could definitely become a pharmacist.

Chen Fengfu's heart was full, and he bowed deeply, and said in a deep voice, "Old An, please teach me to refining medicine, I want to become a pharmacist!"

He was straightforward and didn't hide it.

An old man smiled slightly: "I knew you had such thoughts a long time ago. Don't worry, I will naturally agree to you."

Chen Feng was ecstatic, and quickly thanked him.

The old man smiled slightly: "What kind of medicine do you want to practice?"

Chen Feng said with great excitement: "I want to refine too many pills. I want to refine the pills that will allow Junior Brother Bai Shanshui Bai to regain his skills."

"I still want to refine the worries of the blood wind, I still want to refine..."

He said several things in a series, then paused and said, "Of course, the most important thing now is to refine the pill to cure Baishanshui."

An old man smiled and said: "Your junior brother Baishanshui is not high, and you haven't reached the sixth floor of the Divine Gate Realm. The strength of this level is abolished and it is not difficult to cure."

"That kind of medicine is called Xiaohuandan! I know you already have dozens of medicinal materials stored here."

"This is just right, I can teach you refining, but there is a problem."

Chen Feng felt tight and asked quickly: "What is the problem?"

An old man smiled and said, "Chen Feng, do you know why there are so few pharmacists in this world?"

Chen Feng said, "Isn't it because the alchemist must control the fire?"

"This explanation is too broad and too vague."

An old man said: "I tell you, the reason why there are so few pharmacists is because the requirements of pharmacists for talents are ten thousand times stricter than ordinary warriors!"

He looked at Chen Feng and slowly said, "I ask you, if you want to make alchemy, what else do you need besides medicinal materials?"

Chen Feng said, "Of course it is fire."

An old man then asked: "So, what makes a fire?"

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, and then said, "The wood makes a fire."

"Yes, the answer is completely correct."

"Wood generates fire and fires medicine, so if you want to become a medicine alchemist, you must be born with the dual attributes of fire and wood!"

"Everyone has attributes from birth, and most of them have only one attribute."

"A person with dual attributes, I am afraid that there is not one among 10,000 warriors. For those with dual attributes of fire wood, I am afraid that there is only one among 100,000 warriors."

"So, pharmacists are very rare, and they are respected for them!"

Chen Feng asked urgently: "So dark old, what kind of attribute am I?"

An Lao took a close look at him. Suddenly, An Lao's eyes burst out with a sharp light, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

And the color of surprise then turned into shock, and the color of shock evolved into disbelief.

It seemed that there was something on Chen Feng that he had not even thought of, which shocked him extremely.

But An Lao, after all, is a person who has lived for thousands of years, the city is extremely deep, and immediately suppresses this emotion.

Chen Feng did not notice either.

Old An took a deep breath, looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze, and whispered in his heart: "This little guy is really interesting!"

"It turns out that there is such a secret hidden in him!"

He asked Chen Feng: "Let me ask you, what is the attribute of Wuhun Wuhun?"

Chen Feng shook his head: "I don't know."

"Let me tell you, Xiang Liu, is the demon **** of water and poison in ancient times."

"So, your martial soul actually represents your attributes. What you are revealing now is the attributes of the water system."

Chen Feng didn't notice the words'now revealed now' in the dark old saying.

He thought that he was just a water attribute.

He was a little disappointed at once, but then looked at An Lao, his eyes hot and said: "But An Lao, you must have a way, right?"

Old Anhe smiled: "You little fellow, don't worry, since I told you so, of course there is a way."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he took the paper and pen on the table, brushed it on it, wrote that there were hundreds of medicinal materials, handed it to Chen Feng, and said:

"Prepare a copy of all these medicinal materials for me."

"Then, take out the Qingmu Wangding you got from Feng Dongcheng."

Chen Feng nodded quickly, he first picked out the medicinal materials that An Lao needed from the spirit medicine.

Fortunately, he has tens of thousands of elixir here, otherwise, he wouldn't have enough.

Then he took out the small tripod from Feng Dongcheng from the mustard bag.

Only then did he know that this small tripod was originally called the Qingmu Wangding.

An old man took the Aoki King Ding in his hand, smiled and said, "This Aoki King Ding can be regarded as a treasure, and it is a rare item at your level."

"Unfortunately, it's just a bad practice to fall into Feng Dongcheng's hands."

"These people from the Alchemist Association are just fooling around!"

There was a trace of disdain and hatred in his tone.

Chen Feng guessed that he might have a conflict with the Alchemist Association, but Chen Feng didn't ask much.

The Aomu King Ding is about two feet high, with three legs and round ears.

The whole body reveals a metal-like thick bronze color, while at the same time it reveals a wooden texture, which looks very strange.

On the top of the tripod, a pattern was carved.

It was a fierce tiger. The tiger's body was on the outside of the tripod, and the head of the tiger was inserted into the tripod. The carving was extremely light.