Fights Break Sphere: Purple Thunder Emperor

Chapter 36 Palm Eyes
Xiao Bai stared at him with his deep eyes without saying a word, and pointed at the stone bench beside him.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan had no choice but to walk over and sit down, touching his nose, and smiled awkwardly:

"Brother Bai, I really didn't mean to do that. I saw the door was open, so I just walked in. I..."

"Okay! I have something to ask your teacher!" Xiao Bai waved his hand to interrupt him.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan heaved a sigh of relief, as long as he wasn't causing trouble for him.

"Xiao Bai, what do you want from me?"

At this time, Yao Lao floated out of the ring, touched his mustache and smiled.

Although only the soul is left now, it still has its own demeanor.

"Well, senior is knowledgeable. There is one thing I am not sure about, and I would like to ask you for your opinion!" Xiao Bai said with a smile.

Yao Lao was a little confused when he heard this. In his opinion, Xiao Bai was not like his stupid apprentice, who had no knowledge and couldn't even see clearly what was going on.
What’s more, if Xiao Bai can’t be sure, how can his girlfriend be sure?

This person's origin is not simple. The flame contained in his body is the Golden Emperor Burning Sky Flame, which ranks fourth on the list of strange fires.

To be able to absorb this kind of strange fire into the body at this age and with this level of cultivation, it must be done by a strong person with the cultivation level of a Fighting Saint. He must be from that terrifying imperial clan, so his knowledge must be extraordinary.

It can be said that few people in Zhongzhou can match the knowledge of these two people. Could it be that the thing that neither of them can grasp is some rare and precious thing?

Yao Lao's expression was serious, and at the same time he was very curious about what it was.

Xiao Xun'er, who was standing by, also looked at Xiao Bai, feeling a little curious but also a little complaining:
"Brother Xiao Bai, let Xun'er take a look at what we have at home. What if it's something that can't be exposed?"

Xiao Yan also put aside his embarrassment at this time and looked at Xiao Bai with expectation.

He liked listening to the teacher and Brother Bai talk about these things the most. He felt that after listening to them, both his vision and mind were broadened.

Xiao Bai stretched out his hand to touch the ring, took out a small white porcelain bottle and placed it on the stone table.

Everyone stared at the small porcelain bottle, examining it with curious eyes.

Everyone looked at it for a while and nodded. Well, it shouldn't be this bottle. This is just an ordinary porcelain bottle. It seems that this is the thing in the bottle.

Xiao Bai looked at the expressions of the crowd and was a little speechless. Isn't it just a first-grade pill? What are you doing?
Yao Lao waved his hand, and the bottle floated into his hand. He carefully opened the cork and took a look inside.

When Yao Lao saw what was inside, he was stunned. Isn’t this blood clotting powder?

Then I felt speechless, embarrassed, and a little angry.

Yao Lao wanted to throw the bottle away at this moment, pointing at Xiao Bai's nose and cursing:
"Xiao Bai, are you kidding me? You're bringing a first-grade blood coagulation powder to an eighth-grade alchemist for his approval?"

But he didn't say it out loud in the end. Some of the things were just made up by his own imagination. He thought that the boy was holding something extraordinary.

Fortunately, he was very serious before, fearing that saying something he didn't know in front of a few juniors would affect his image as a master.

Yao Lao looked at Xiao Bai with a gloomy look. This brat was indeed not a good guy and was full of bad intentions.

Xiao Xun'er and Xiao Yan looked at Yao Lao, waiting for him to tell them what was inside. Noticing that his expression was a bit strange, they wondered if this old man (teacher) didn't know either?
Suddenly I became more curious.

Xiao Bai was also confused at this time. When Yao Lao took a look at the blood clotting powder, his expression changed constantly. He also raised his head and stared at him, which made him a little puzzled.

"Senior, is there something wrong with this thing?" Xiao Bai asked cautiously. It was no wonder he was like this. After the elixir was refined, he caught a few rabbits in the back mountain to experiment. The result was a bit unexpected, so he asked the old medicine man for advice today.

Thinking of those rabbits, Xiao Bai felt a little uncomfortable.

That day, after he cut a rabbit, he fed it a blood-clotting pill. As a result, after the rabbit took the pill, it convulsed and lay on the ground, with blood gushing out of the wound.

At that time, Xiao Bai was shocked and a little guilty. He didn't expect that there was really a problem with the pill he had refined.

Judging from the appearance of the rabbit, I was afraid it was dying. I thought I would roast it later as a reward.

But after a while, the wound healed visibly, and the rabbit jumped up again. Xiao Bai felt that it was particularly energetic at this moment.

The rabbit just moved its nose and ran to a female rabbit, pounced on it and started fighting it in close combat with all its might.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Bai was a little bit unbelievable. Could it be that what he refined was not blood clotting powder, but a small blue pill?

It has been several days since this happened, but every time Xiao Bai thinks about it, he feels like his talent for alchemy has gone astray?
Hearing Xiao Bai's question, Yao Lao glanced at the purple-red pill in the small porcelain bottle and said unhappily:
"Isn't it just blood coagulation powder? What's that? Huh?"

He seemed to have discovered something unusual, and hurriedly poured out the pill, holding it in his hand and looking at it carefully, with a look of surprise on his face.

I saw Yao Lao muttering to himself at this time.

"This shouldn't be the case. This is clearly blood coagulation powder. How could there be energy fluctuations in it?"

In the Douqi Continent, each grade of elixir has a special way of identifying it.

First-grade elixir: It has a very faint medicinal smell and has certain healing and amplifying effects.

Second-grade elixir: The medicinal taste is still weak, but the efficacy is significantly improved compared to the first-grade elixir.

Third-grade elixir: The efficacy is better than that of second-grade elixir, the types of elixir effects are increased, and the price is relatively high.

Fourth-grade elixir: The elixir is filled with medicinal fragrance and energy fluctuations. The stronger the fragrance, the higher the quality of the elixir.

But at this time Yao Lao was very confused. The pill in his hand clearly had a weak medicinal flavor and was a first-grade pill, but it had energy fluctuations that only a fourth-grade pill had.

This energy is rather complex. It contains the extremely masculine and powerful energy of thunder, as well as a refreshing energy of wood spirit. It is implicit and not obvious, and it is easy to overlook it if you don't look carefully.

Moreover, this extremely yang and powerful thunder energy seemed very familiar. It was the red thunder energy of the boy Xiao Bai. Thinking of this, Yao Lao was greatly shocked.

He didn't believe that Xiao Bai would succeed in refining the elixir. It would be impossible for someone with thunder attribute to refine an elixir, so he didn't take it seriously after buying the medicine at the Miter Auction House.

This kid underestimates alchemists. If alchemists can make medicine with any properties, how can they be so noble?

He also made plans. If this kid regretted trading the inheritance of an eighth-grade alchemist, he would exchange other things for the strange fire.

But now looking at the pill in his hand, it was indeed the blood-clotting pill, and that extremely yang and powerful thunder-like aura was also correct.

"Xiao Bai, you didn't make this pill, did you?"

Yao Lao exclaimed in shock, feeling that this had a huge impact on his inherent ideas. Suddenly, he seemed to no longer recognize this world.

If thunder-attributed medicine can be used to make medicine in the future, will alchemists still be noble?

(End of this chapter)