32: C32 Medical Family Pill Refining Divine Art

C32 Medical Family Pill Refining Divine Art

1However, even after looking at the Ganoderma Spiritual Plant for a long time, the old man still couldn't recognize it. He closed his eyes and let out a cold snort.

"How dare you use a wild vine to fool me? Get lost! If you try to fool me again, I'll beat you up!"

Chen Feng only felt that it was funny. "This is a Ganoderma Spiritual Plant. As an alchemist, and also a request to buy a Protective Pill, you actually don't recognize it?"

That old man's body stiffened. He suddenly opened his eyes and stared fixedly at the Ganoderma Spiritual Plant in Chen Feng's hand. Gradually, his face revealed shock.

"You said this is a Ganoderma Spiritual Plant? Is this really a Ganoderma Spiritual Plant? " He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed at the Ganoderma Spiritual Plant.

"Of course it's real." Chen Feng retracted his palm and kept the Ganoderma Spiritual Plant.

A kind of medicinal ingredient was naturally not only able to refine one kind of medicinal pill.

The Ganoderma Spiritual Plant was not only the medicinal ingredients required for the Qi Cultivating Pill, it was also the medicinal ingredients required for the Protective Pill.

"Wait, let me take a look first! I'll confirm it!"

The old man stood up excitedly, dancing with joy as he circled around Chen Feng.

It was precisely because he was unable to find the Ganoderma Spiritual Plant after a long time that he was unable to open the furnace and refine the Protective Pill that he could only set up a stall here to buy.

Now that a Ganoderma Spiritual Plant had suddenly appeared, he was so excited that he was on the verge of having a heart attack.

"You can only look, you can't touch it." Chen Feng stretched out his hand and slowly opened his palm.

He was afraid that once this old man got excited, he would tear the Ganoderma Spiritual Plant apart.

If that was the case, at least half of the Ganoderma Spiritual Plant's medicinal strength would be crippled.

"Alright, I won't touch it." That old man rubbed his hands excitedly, his eyes shining as he stared at the Ganoderma Spiritual Plant in Chen Feng's hand.

After the old man looked at it for a while, he raised his head and looked at Chen Feng with a flattering smile on his face.

"Young man, can you sell this Ganoderma Spiritual Plant to me? Don't worry, the price isn't a problem."

"If I sell this Ganoderma Spiritual Plant to you, it will be destroyed." Chen Feng glanced at the old man and shook his head gently.

"With your ability, the success rate of refining a Protective Pill is less than 10%."

The old man's old face stiffened, then he was shocked and looked at Chen Feng in a daze.

Only he knew this success rate. How could Chen Feng see it with a single glance?

Could it be that this little guy was really a super figure like Master?

"What level is your alchemy level in Forest City?"

When Chen Feng asked, the old man immediately came back to his senses. He lightly coughed and revealed a proud expression.

"I am at least in the top three."

The surrounding stall owners immediately nodded in agreement.

"Kid, do you know who he is?"

"He's Meng Dan! He is a famous figure in Forest City!"

"Old Master Meng is from the Meng family, one of the four great Medical Family. His skill in alchemy is superb. You should show some respect to him."

When Meng Dan heard these compliments, he couldn't help but feel a little smug.

However, Chen Feng wasn't surprised by Meng Dan's skill in alchemy.

He asked this because he wanted to know what the standards of the alchemists in Forest City were.

"Take me to your home. I'll help you refine the Protective Pill."

Chen Feng's words caused Meng Dan to be startled.

"Can you really do it?"

"At least I am more confident than you."

Meng Dan looked at Chen Feng for a while and finally nodded.

Because Meng Dan's success rate of ten percent was too low.

Although he didn't believe Chen Feng, the Ganoderma Spiritual Plant was Chen Feng's. If Chen Feng wanted to use it to concoct pills, he had no right to interfere.

If Chen Feng could succeed, it would naturally be for the best.

If he didn't succeed, that would be fate.

After that, Chen Feng followed Meng Dan to his home.

Or rather, it was his medicine refining room.

A bronze medicinal cauldron with a diameter of one foot and a height of one foot and three legs and two ears was placed in the middle of the medicine refinement room.

There was a lot of burning red charcoal at the bottom of the cauldron, and smoke was drifting on top of the cauldron.

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