C21 Alchemist

Zuo Feng held the short blade in his hand in front of his eyes and carefully observed it under the moonlight. The blade was pitch black and slightly curved. It was a bit thicker than an ordinary dagger. There was a jagged barb on the back of the blade.

The handle of the short blade was also meticulously crafted. Threads of indentation were engraved on the handle and there was a ring on the end of the handle.

He extended two fingers and lightly flicked the short blade. "Ding …" The sound was melodious and melodious, sounding even more like the ringing of a longsword type weapon. The short blade looked like it was made of fine steel, but it was much heavier than fine steel.

Zuo Feng looked for a while. Although he felt that this short blade was extraordinary, he still couldn't tell what kind of "assassination weapon" it was.

Teng Xiao Yun didn't say anything as he waited for Zuo Feng to finish looking at him. He looked like he was looking at him in confusion. He then slightly smiled and took the black dagger from Liu Ming's hand. After playing with it for a while, he spoke with slight emotion.

"This short blade is made from top-grade fine steel, rare Frost Iron, and many other precious materials." If I am not mistaken, this dagger should have come from the hands of the Grand Master Refiner, the 'Sky Orchid' of the Great Prairie. "

Although it was the first time Zuo Feng had heard of it, the name "Vault of Orchids" was deeply engraved in his mind.

Seeing that Zuo Feng's expression was still puzzled, Teng Xiao Yun patiently explained, "The small dents on the handle of the short blade were made to prevent the user from sweating."

He then pointed at the back of the blade and continued, "The barbed barbs here are meant to cause even more damage after piercing into the human body. The wounds caused by them are extremely difficult to heal."

The more Zuo Feng heard, the more shocked he was. He never thought that the short blade he accidentally obtained would have so many benefits.

Teng Shaoyun picked up his dagger and quickly slashed through the air in front of Zuo Feng. He casually asked, "Did you see anything?"

"This … this dagger has disappeared."

Zuo Feng mumbled to himself in a bit of a stammer. Just as Teng Xiao Yun casually waved his dagger, the black dagger seemed to have disappeared. With Zuo Feng's extraordinary eyesight, he was only able to see a faint shadow appear in front of him when he got closer.

Teng Xiao Yun nodded and said, "Yes, he disappeared. This pitch black dagger works exceptionally well at night, and the slight curve of the blade is to reduce the sound of wind breaking while slashing. That's why I said this is a 'assassination weapon'. "

Zuo Feng looked at the dagger joyfully, his fair cheeks were slightly red from excitement. When his gaze landed on the end of the dagger, the ring, which was connected to the handle, immediately piqued Zuo Feng's interest. he asked casually.

"Then what miraculous effect does this ring have? It can't be used to tie some decorations, right?"

Teng Xiao Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "You really dare to think, when have you ever seen a knife with decorations on it? It's not like those women use it."

After hesitating for a while, Teng Xiao Yun looked up at the sky and said, "We both have time, so let me teach you how to use this short blade. I haven't taught you anything in a long time." I will pass on the entire usage of this blade to you. Even with your perception, you would still be able to comprehend it within a few hours. "

After saying this, Teng Xiao Yun didn't wait for Zuo Feng to speak and started to use his short blade. Zuo Feng was still confused by Teng Xiao Yun's last words, but when he saw his master begin to demonstrate, he immediately focused on watching.

At first, Teng Xiaoyun didn't move, waving his short blade, but soon after, he began to move. This dagger was very hard to see in the dark, so Teng Xiao Yun tried to move as slowly as possible.

His movements were all based on spirit, small, light, and skillful. It was very different from the grand opening and closing martial skills that Zuo Feng had seen before. The short blade seemed to have become one with his arm, as if it had become a part of his arm. Every chop, slash, and stab seemed to have a deeper meaning.

Suddenly, Teng Xiao Yun's thumb dug into the ring on the handle. The short blade suddenly changed from a forehand to a backhand, and his moves also changed. At this moment, the short blade seemed to have become an extension of Teng Xiao Yun's arm. It was strange, changing, and free to do whatever he wanted.

After looking carefully, Zuo Feng could not help but sigh with emotion. So this ring had such an amazing effect. Not only thumb, but also other index fingers, ring fingers, and even the little finger could change the short blade even more.

Just like this, one big and one small, in this dark forest, one patient and one earnest, focused on studying. After only four hours, Zuo Feng was able to make the short blade seem like it was made of paper.

"Master, you seem to have spent a lot of effort on this dagger before. Could it be that you …"

Teng Xiao Yun waved his hand and stopped Zuo Feng. He looked up at the sky and said, "It's about time, there are still a lot of things to do in the village. Let's stop here."

Although Zuo Feng felt a little helpless, he could only nod in agreement. Zuo Feng took off the scabbard made of animal skin from the grey robed man's leg. Like the other person, he also fastened the short knife to his leg. After putting Ku Guan down, he didn't see anything.

It was late at night when he returned home. The only difference was that the courtyard was empty tonight. Zuo Feng stared blankly at the bench that he sat on while chatting with Shen Die in the corner last night. After a while, he let out a long sigh and returned to his room.

In the morning, he was awakened by his father's stern voice. Zuo Feng reluctantly sat up. Last night, he returned home in the middle of the night. Like a child who had obtained a beloved toy, he played with the short blade he had just obtained. In the end, only when dawn arrived did he hug it and fall asleep.

He sighed at his own miserable fate. Recently, he had not been able to sleep enough, but remembering that he still had a lot of things to do today, he could only grit his teeth and get up from the bed.

"Is the matter settled?"

Hearing Shen Die's voice, Zuo Feng turned his head and smiled, nodding as he said: "Okay, let's consider it as a temporary solution."

Shen Die was very smart, she could already guess some clues from her expression and attitude, but Zuo Feng was still unwilling to tell her about the dangerous situation in the village.

'Let her enjoy a few more days of such peaceful family life. With that thought in mind, Zuo Feng walked out of the door, casually waving his arm in the air with his back facing Shen Die.

Staring deeply at Zuo Feng's elegant back, Shen Die muttered to herself, "Why do you have to go through everything alone? You still have your family, and you still … …"

Zuo Feng did not hear this. At this moment, he was rushing towards his wife's medicine hut. He had not forgotten the two books he had collected yesterday regarding medicine, as well as the medicine packs that he had prepared to give to his wife.

"Feng Er, recently you rarely come to my medicine bed. Your master said that you have two books to give me. Let me take a look at them first."

Zuo Feng smiled and took out the two books and the ten over medicine packs, then laid them on the table casually. After that, he did not dare to disturb her and stood respectfully at the side, waiting for his wife to take a look.

"Mistress, is there something wrong with this book?"

After a long while, he saw his wife, Zhuang Yu, put down the book with a slight frown, and Zuo Feng hurriedly asked.

"Feng Er, why are you still standing here? Quickly come over and sit down. After saying it so many times, you can call me Aunt Zhuang.

Zuo Feng touched his nose awkwardly and whispered, "Aunt Zhuang."

Looking at Zhuang Yu's elegant and elegant temperament, Zuo Feng could not help but feel admiration for him. All these years, she had saved countless lives under Zhuang Yu's hands. Many people who looked as if they would die were miraculously revived here.

Zhuang Yu nodded with a smile and said to Zuo Feng, "Do you know what these two books are?"

Zuo Feng answered with a little doubt, "One is about pharmacy, the other is pharmacy, isn't there something written on it?"

Shaking his head, Zhuang Yu said once again, "There might be something wrong with the way I asked. What I want to ask is, do you know what medicine is?"

This time, Zuo Feng was even more confused. He opened his eyes wide and stared at Zhuang Yu, saying, "Aunt Zhuang, didn't I learn medicine refining from you for a year?"

Zhuang Yu frowned slightly. He first shook his head slightly, then lightly nodded his head and explained while Zuo Feng was still in a daze.

"Actually, what you learned from me is the beginner medicine concocting technique."

"Dispensing?"

"That's right, although there is only a single word of difference, there is a fundamental difference between the two."

After pausing for a brief moment, Zhuang Yu continued with a dejected expression.

"In fact, there are some basic requirements for a drug refiner. They need to use their own spiritual energy to control the temperature of the fire and at the same time nurture it with their own spiritual energy in order to turn it into a powder."

Zuo Feng's heart skipped a beat and he understood what Aunt Zhuang meant. He knew that his wife had never been able to train her body since she was born with such a physique, so naturally she could not form any spiritual power within her body. However, a new problem arose, and before he could open his mouth, Zhuang Yu continued speaking.

"Alchemists actually have levels as well. Just like how I used to grind and stew a certain number of ingredients to form medicinal foam. It can only be considered an apprentice alchemist." For example, these medicinal powders are formed from the nourishment of spiritual energy. Medicines like these are called beginner pharmacists. "

After listening to Zhuang Yu's words, a new door slowly opened up in front of Zuo Feng. He finally found out about one of the professions on the continent, the alchemist.

"Along with the classification of alchemy, there are also intermediate alchemists, advanced alchemists, Medicine Sovereign, and Medicine Saints. The medicines that they are able to concoct range from low to high forms, from medicinal liquids, medicinal ointments, medicinal pills, pills, etc.

Zuo Feng held his breath as he listened to Zhuang Yu's story. Only after he knew she had finished did he let out a long breath, speaking with some excitement.

"Mistress, then can I become a pharmacist?"

Zhuang Yu glared at her and said, "Becoming an alchemist is extremely difficult. Not only does it require a thorough understanding of the medicinal properties, it also requires a deep understanding of the various medicinal properties. And the most important thing is, you need a lot of money to back you up. "

Knowing that he had just called her "mistress" due to his agitation, he hurriedly changed his words.

"Aunt Zhuang, why would you need a large amount of money to become a pharmacist?"

Zhuang Yu shot him a glance and casually said, "If you want to become a beginner alchemist, you have to have at least eighteen hundred gold coins. Don't even think about it."

Zuo Feng yelled out in shock, "One thousand and eight hundred gold coins!"