Shura Martial God

Chu Fann looked at this group of idiots with disdain, and said as he minded his own business.    

He applied some diluted acid rain on his palm and squeezed hard, squeezing out the juice of the poisonous alkali grass.    

Drip!    

The poison alkali grass juice dripped into the medicine jar, but the phenomenon that everyone was looking forward to did not happen.    

Why did the liquid of the Poison Alkaid Grass not burn Chu Fann's hand?    

"I just saw Chu Fann wiping the acid rain. Could it be that the acidic nature of the acid rain and the liquid of the poisonous alkali grass had a weak reaction? It weakened the strong alkali? "    

As he entered from the main entrance, a tier two Profound Arts Master passing by thought to himself, but he was not sure.    

This Profound Arts Master was right, but most of the people present could not understand it.    

Drip, drip!    

After the poison alkali grass juice was produced, Chu Fann grabbed another handful of edible salt and put it in.    

After the vibration, he added a few other ingredients.    

"The production of the salt alkali liquid is successful! If salt was added into the water and alkali was added, there would be a chemical reaction and the saline alkali liquid would be formed. "    

Chu Fann looked at everyone with disdain and continued to mutter to himself.    

Everyone smelled the scent of the saline solution and their faces suddenly became surprised.    

Some of them had saline solution on them. They felt that Chu Fan was trash and definitely would not be able to successfully refine it, so they did not give it to Chu Fann earlier.    

Their saline alkali liquid was obtained in nature, but they had never heard that they could refine it themselves!    

Chemical reaction?    

The group of Profound Arts Masters were stupefied. This was the first time they had heard of these four words.    

They did not understand at all!!    

"Chu Fann, stop talking nonsense! You see, Qin Ze is about to finish refining. If you dawdle here any longer, I judge that you have lost. "    

Chu Youqiang, who was frowning, did not understand in his heart, but pretended to understand and roared angrily.    

"What does it have to do with you!"    

He thought that Chu Fann would kneel down and beg for mercy, but he did not expect Chu Fann to say these two words again.    

Chu Youqiang was so angry that his face turned red. He gritted his teeth and pointed at Chu Fann. He said a few "good" words and wanted to throw Chu Fann out.    

Chu Fann was very satisfied with the saline water. Then he poured the medicine cans over and over again.    

Familiarized technique, precise control!    

Some people who felt that Chu Fan was trash, after seeing this technique, had no choice but to treat Chu Fann once more.    

Chu Youqiang's disdainful eyes darkened slightly as he spoke with uncertainty in his heart. "That brat's technique is comparable to a famous master. Without decades of accumulation, it would be very difficult to reach this level! At least, he's stronger than me!"    

Some mocking laughter slowly quietened down.    

Even some of the people who came to the Profound Arts Master Association spoke softly, afraid of disturbing the two of them.    

Both of them were silent as well. They mixed the medicine and concentrated. . .    

In Zilai Imperial City, in the streets and alleys, there was a group of martial artists who made a living by begging for food.    

These martial artists' strength was not high, but they had their own names, and that was the Beggar Gang!    

Although the Beggar Gang had a lot of people, their influence was very small, even if it was the Sect Master. He was only at the Soul Creation Stage.    

If they were strong, why would they join the Beggar Gang?    

No matter where Soul Creation Stage warriors went, they would have a decent job, and they would be able to find food to eat.    

Hong Qier was about 16 years old. He looked a little thin and weak.    

He wore a dirty, dirty, and tattered long robe. He bowed and walked with a dirty face. He held a broken bowl in his hand, and was begging the pedestrians on the street.    

The pedestrians who passed by looked at him with disgust. Only a few people gave Hong Qier a few shells.    

"So that trash is there. Brothers, beat him up. Take the money and give it to the new gang leader!"    

At some point in time, a few strong beggars rushed over.    

Bang! Bang!    

The strong beggars beat Hong Qier until he vomited blood. They took all the money that they had spent so much effort to get back.    

Hong Qier's face was pale. Even if he was seriously injured, he still had to bow to them and beg for mercy. "Please let me go. Next time when I get the money, I will give it to you. "    

His expression was filled with fear!    

His appearance was one of subservience!    

"Haha, former Young Master, our new Sect Master Huang Dashan has ordered us to beat you up every day. Tomorrow, you will continue to wait here for your beating!"    

A fat beggar with a fierce face and big ears laughed out loud.    

Hong Qier was so scared that his whole body trembled. His dirty face twisted, and he begged for mercy, bowing and kneeling.    

The beggars left happily, not even giving Hong Qier a bit of food to eat.    

After bowing, Hong Qier was really hungry. He just walked along the street randomly.    

Unknowingly, Hong Qier walked to the entrance of the Profound Arts Master Association and saw a stinky garbage heap.    

There were many leftovers and leftovers in the pile.    

He quickly ran over and ate it.    

"My meridians were destroyed by the new leader, Huang Dashan. My father died at Huang Dashan's hands. I, Hong Qier, can only bow and kneel. I will live for a day. As long as they don't keep hitting me, it will be fine. "    

While eating a steamed bun, Hong Qier curiously looked at the entrance of the Profound Arts Master Association and muttered to himself.    

When he saw that there were some noble Profound Arts Masters refining medicine inside, Hong Qier was not interested. He lowered his head and continued to look for food.    

Sizzle sizzle!    

In the Profound Arts Master Association's main hall, the sound of boiling water bubbling suddenly reverberated.    

Everyone's eyes were focused on the bottle of medicine that was emitting bubbles and red gases!    

"My god! Young master Qin Ze is so amazing! He's even a Profound Arts Master acolyte, and he has already successfully refined the Explosive Yuan Water!"    

"A Profound Arts Master Apprentice? Since he can refine First Grade Medicines, then he's already a first grade Profound Arts Master!"    

"An eighteen year old first grade Profound Arts Master. In the Zilai Ancient Kingdom, it's as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. Worthy of being the student of the chairman!"    

The dozens of Profound Arts Master apprentices broke out in a cold sweat. The praises from their mouths were like a series of cannonballs, continuously bombarding and praising.    

Envy and jealousy filled the hall.    

Chu Youqiang was lost in thought. Even he was a little jealous!    

"Tsk tsk, what a monster! The quality of this Explosive Yuan Water is not low, and its purity is extremely high. Such a small bottle is probably worth five thousand shells! "    

Chu Youqiang was shocked for a moment, and in the end, he said with a blush on his face.    

The consumption in Zilai Imperial City was not high. Ordinary martial artists on duty only have over two thousand shells a month.    

Others refined one bottle every two hours. It was the salary of ordinary martial artists for over two months!    

Qin Ze put away the bottle and finally let out a sigh of relief. At first, he was worried that the refining would fail. At this time, he looked at Chu Fann with ridicule.    

He wanted to see what Chu Fann could refine today.    

Drip, drip!    

Chu Fann's number of jars was more than double of Qin Ze's, and he used more than 60 jars.    

Chu Fann, who was refining medicine, had a serious expression on his face. He would stop for a while from time to time and think for a while. Only after a long time did he continue to fuse.    

"Chu Fann, I'm not talking to you. I don't know what you are up to. The materials, medicine cans, solutions, and so on that you have wasted are innumerable. If you fail, not only will you cripple your cultivation, you will also have to compensate for the materials. "    

Qin Ze smiled mockingly and said in a deep voice beside Chu Fann.    

Chu Fann, who was thinking, frowned and shouted, "None of your business!"    

"You. . . Alright, today I want to see how you failed the refinement. " Qin Ze was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Why did Chu Fann keep saying this? Why couldn't he change it?    

He looked at Qin Ze coldly. Chu Fann wished he could beat Qin Ze until he was crippled.    

How could it be so easy to research a new medicine?    

Chu Fann's new medicine this time was not as simple as a first or second grade medicine. It was at least a top three grade medicine!    

If it was in his previous life, studying a new third grade medicine would be very simple. But now, Chu Fann was not bold enough, so it was extremely difficult to operate.    

Even giving Chu Fann a third-grade medicinal formula and letting him refine it directly would be somewhat difficult, let alone a new medicine.    

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.    

Chu Fann was covered in sweat and his expression was solemn. He laughed loudly and frowned, his expression changing indeterminately.    

Qin Wansi was beside Chu Fann, wiping his sweat from time to time.    

"Chu Fann, can you do it? If you can't, then don't waste our time. " Qin Ze couldn't wait any longer, so he turned around and said respectfully to Chu Youqiang, "Master Chu, Chu Fann can't do it anymore. You decide. "    

"None of your business!"    

Without waiting for Chu Youqiang to speak, Chu Fann's impatient voice sounded again.    

In his previous life, when Chu Lingtian researched new things, he hated being disturbed the most.    

If it was a disciple, Chu Lingtian would send them flying with a single strike and punish them to face the wall.    

If it was someone else, he would directly cripple their cultivation and let the sect master of his sect come and fetch them.    

"Kid, I'll give you ten breaths of time. If you are not done refining, I'll consider it your loss!"    

Chu Youqiang was also somewhat impatient. His face turned cold as he angrily shouted.    

Today, he had been scolded by Chu Fann many times. Naturally, he was dissatisfied with Chu Fann.    

One breath!    

Two breaths, three breaths, all the way until five breaths, Chu Fann was still pouring the medicine.    

Qin Wansi started to panic. If he really did not finish refining, then Chu Fann would be in trouble. Her heart was beating fast, and she was drenched in sweat.    

Six breaths!    

Seven breaths!    

Even though Chu Fann had a lot of experience from his previous life, no one was confident about this new medicine, let alone Chu Fann's lack of courage.    

Eight breaths!    

At the ninth breath, all of Chu Fann's medicine bottles were stored in one bottle.    

Finally, all of the medicinal pellets in the medicinal jars were poured into ten small bottles. The refinement was complete!    

"Alright, take a look at my medicine. This medicine, I will name it Heavenly Bestowal Desolation Liquid!"    

Letting out a breath, Chu Fann put the nine bottles of Heavenly Bestowal Desolation Liquid into the Storage Hand Rope, left one bottle, and threw it at Chu Youqiang.    

Heavenly Bestowal Desolation Liquid was the new medicine that Chu Fann had concocted!    

Chu Fann believed that this kind of medicine should be at least of the third grade.    

It was just that no one tested it, so it was not easy to verify the medicinal properties.    

Chu Youqiang took the bottle and opened the cork. He sniffed and poured a little bit of it on his finger. After rubbing it a few times, he shook his head and said, "It is colorless and odorless. I don't know what it is. It is similar to mineral water. It is rubbish. "    

After saying that, Chu Youqiang looked at Chu Fann with disdain and then waved his hand fiercely.    

The small bottle containing the Heavenly Desolate Liquid was thrown to the garbage heap outside the Profound Arts Master's door just like that!    

This time, it was Chu Fann's turn to fly into a rage.    

It was not easy for him to develop a new medicine, but he was thrown away by the trash of a second grade Profound Arts Master who only had eyes but had no eyes?    

Chu Fann pointed at Chu Youqiang, his face turning pale from anger. He wanted to slap him twice.    

"I declare Qin Ze's victory, Chu Fann's defeat! Someone, cripple Chu Fann's cultivation, capture Chu Fann and that girl, and await your punishment!"    

Chu Youqiang's eyes turned cold, and he shouted out loudly.