"Qin Cheng, I'm going to hurt you this time." Qin Zhuang felt a little uncomfortable.

If it weren't for them being such a burden, Qin Cheng would probably have countless ways to leave.

"I promise nothing will happen to anyone, don't worry."

Qin Cheng lifted Qin Zhuang's shoulders and said what he said to Ye Qing.

Qin Cheng's confident words made Qin Zhuang stunned. Looking at Qin Cheng walking in front of him, inexplicably, he suddenly had some expectations.

Although he didn't understand how a pharmacist in Qincheng could deal with Yue Yixun and others, Qincheng gave him a feeling that he could create miracles.

Next to the strange spiritual grass, several monster beasts were shot dead by two people. Qin Cheng easily picked up the spiritual grass.

"Write down this and this in a moment. If you encounter them on the road, take them if you can. If you can't, just write down the location and pick them up at night."

On the way back, Qin Cheng explained several other types of spiritual herbs.

Qin Zhuang nodded in agreement. He kept in mind the characteristics and appearance of those spiritual herbs. For some reason, he felt that finding these herbs had a lot to do with the big things Qin Cheng was going to do.

On the second day, everyone continued on their way.

At night, Qin Cheng made some medicinal powder, and Qin Zhuang applied it to the injured warriors, which made them recover a lot.

Yue Yixun also proposed two different types of medicinal powders that were needed, and Qin Cheng did not refuse. He refined them, but he made them casually and had no intention of giving them anything good.

In this regard, Yue Yixun and the other two didn't say anything. They felt that Qin Cheng was only at this level.

After a few days, seeing that Qin Cheng was not playing any tricks, the two of them relaxed a lot. After all, a pharmacist, even if he is a first- or second-grade pharmacist, has many ways to do harm to others.

In the past few days, Qin Cheng, in addition to refining the medicinal powder needed by Yue Yixun, also found a suitable bluestone on the road. When setting up camp at night, he used Qin Zhuang's knife and ax to chop it, and gradually formed a medicinal powder.

The shape of the furnace.

I can't open the storage space now. If I want to open a furnace to refine medicine, I can only build a medicine furnace myself.

"You're not going to use this ugly thing to make elixirs, are you?"

Seeing Qincheng's stone medicine furnace taking shape, Zhang Ting couldn't help but sneer.

"If this thing can be used to refine elixirs, there will be alchemists everywhere in the world."

"Why not? Did the original alchemist own an alchemy furnace?"

Qin Cheng asked back, making Zhang Ting snort coldly.

"What qualifications do you have to be compared with those sages and powerful men in ancient times?"

"Whether you are qualified or not is not up to you, and I have never thought about being a powerful person." Qin Cheng narrowed his eyes and said.

"Then I'll see how you blow up the furnace and make a fool of yourself." Zhang Ting sneered and walked away.

Qin Cheng shook his head and did not take Zhang Ting's words to heart.

In his heart, this person is already a dead person.

At night, in the camp.

Qin Cheng took out the elixirs that he, Qin Zhuang and others had collected over the past few days.

These medicines are valuable in the lower realm, but few people care about them here.

Since he had no spiritual consciousness, Qin Cheng could not even control the spiritual fire, so he simply brought a bonfire over.

Bonfires, stone furnaces, and spiritual herbs that cultivators in the upper world disdain to use.

This scene was extremely special. Zhang Ting showed disdain again, hummed lowly, and concentrated on practicing.

But Qin Cheng doesn't care. In his opinion, the purpose of refining medicine is to make useful elixirs. These tools, flames, are just auxiliary. Can a layman be given the Zhihuo and Tongtian Cauldron to refine high-quality elixirs?

Qin Zhuang also stood aside nervously. Although Qin Cheng didn't explain much, he kept asking everyone to search for the spiritual grass, which probably had something to do with protecting them.

He secretly prayed that Qin Cheng could succeed.

Heating the stone furnace, Qin Cheng put the spiritual herbs into it one after another.

In the past few days, Qin Cheng has also tried refining several times and gained some experience, so it is not the first time to use it.

The temperature of ordinary fire is too low, especially in stone pots.

Therefore, this elixir refining process can be said to be the slowest in the history of Qincheng. It was not until the next morning that the three dark elixirs finally took shape.

"This is the elixir you made. It's just like black coal."

Zhang Ting woke up and almost laughed out loud when he saw the elixir.

"What kind of elixir is this?" Yue Yixun asked curiously, his brows slightly twitching.

"It's a pill that stimulates spiritual consciousness. I don't have spiritual consciousness, so I want to try it." Qin Cheng said.

"Oh? There is also this magical medicine. Can you give me one?" Yue Yixun took a deep look at Qin Cheng and said with a smile.

"Please." Qin Cheng did not refuse.

Yue Yixun picked up a pill from the stone furnace. He sniffed it first and then put it in his mouth.

But as soon as he took this thing into his mouth, his face twisted in pain, and he spat out the black elixir.

Qin Cheng's refining of this elixir was extremely painful, and after entering his throat, a strange aura rushed straight to the sky, causing his consciousness to sting.

If I say that this object can stimulate the consciousness, I am not lying, but the feeling is almost to shatter the consciousness.

"If you take this kind of elixir, you may not be able to develop your spiritual consciousness, and your brain will be damaged first."

Yue Yixun sneered in his heart, shook his head and stopped paying attention to this matter.

Qin Cheng picked up the remaining two pills, put one into his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

After more than half a month, Qin Cheng refined several more furnaces of this elixir. At first Yue Yixun even looked at it, but then he simply turned a deaf ear.

Qin Zhuang had been waiting on the side. He did not ask Qin Cheng whether the elixir had worked, but he had a vague feeling that during this period, Qin Cheng seemed to be different from before.

But he couldn't tell what had changed.

After so many days, everyone gradually entered the core area of ​​Qinglong Mountain Range.

However, Qin Cheng noticed that from this moment on, Yue Yixun and Zhang Ting began to become nervous.

Not only did Qin Zhuang's people be asked to arrange for manpower to stand guard at night, but one of them also kept alert at all times and even began to set up various formations outside the camp.

This was very painful for Qin Zhuang and others. During the day, they had to explore the road, stand sentry, and satisfy the various requirements of Yue Yixun and the others, but they couldn't sleep at night.

One night, Zhang Ting found a warrior who fell asleep while on guard duty, so he went up and whipped him.

The screams broke the tranquility of the night.

By the time everyone ran over, the poor warrior had been beaten to a bloody pulp.

Although Qin Zhuang and others knelt on the ground and kept begging, Zhang Ting turned a deaf ear and looked like he was going to beat him to death.

Snap!

Just when the whip fell, Qin Cheng grabbed the tip of the whip in his hand.

"I'm going to beat this beast to death, how dare you stop me?"

Zhang Ting stared at Qin Cheng with a cold look on his face.

"I'm just saving you." Qin Cheng said calmly.

"Haha. Who do you think you are, saving me?" Zhang Ting laughed disdainfully.

"If you do it in the middle of the night, the bloody smell will attract monsters, especially in the core area. If you don't want to attract a few out-of-body monsters and chase you like a lost dog, please do so."
Chapter completed!