Chapter 342: The master of Dan Wang Yunhe, Xue Shan

Ding!
"Does the host practice god-level medicine alchemy?"
"Cultivation."
"10%...30%...60%...100%."
"Successfully practiced God-level alchemy technique."
As the voice of the system fell, Ye Chen's face also appeared with a wonderful color.
He had this god-level medicine refining technique long ago, and he asked the dean if he could refining medicine.
"Ye Chen, our academy does have a pharmacist, but..."
Dean Lin Teng stopped talking a little bit.
A few seconds later, Dean Lin Teng continued to speak:
"He is the master of Dan Wang Yunhe. Because Dan Wang Yunhe wanted to become the number one pharmacist in the Nu Haidi, he framed him. He regressed from a fifth-level pharmacist to a low-level pharmacist."
Low-level pharmacist?
To become a first-level pharmacist, one must first pass a low-, middle-high and third-level pharmacist.
"However, his professionalism has not regressed, but he can no longer refine a good pill or potion."
Dean Lin Teng whispered to Ye Chen, for fear of being heard by others.
"Take me to see him." Ye Chen said to the dean.
After practicing the god-level medicine refining technique, Ye Chen's knowledge of medicine refining was already extremely sufficient, he was just a little curious about the master of Pill King Yunhe.
Dean Lin Teng nodded, and then led Ye Chen to a secluded forest.
There was a dilapidated thatched hut in the woods. A weird old man was sitting outside the thatched hut. The old man with disheveled hair and sloppy sloppyness looked at least ninety years old.
"Senior Xue."
Dean Lin Teng gave a respectful cry to the old man.
"Name: Xue Shan."
"Cultivation talent: Mysterious level."
"Hidden talents: fire talents, refining talents."
Refining talent?
Ye Chen was startled secretly, thinking that he still has this talent?
"Do you want to copy?"
Four big characters appeared on his retina.
"copy!"
Ye Chen copied the medicine talent of the old man.
"You, you, who are you?"
A hint of doubt appeared on the old man's dirty face, and there was a hint of dullness in his eyes.
"Senior Xue, don't pretend, I know, I have something to do this time."
After speaking, Dean Lin Teng told Xue Shan the matter.
"I do not understand what you're saying."
Xue Shan shook his head.
"Senior Xue, it's true." A look of helplessness appeared on Dean Lin Teng's face.
Ye Chen naturally saw that Xue Shan was pretending to be stupid, and he could understand that he was framed by his beloved apprentice and fell from a fifth-level pharmacist to a low-level pharmacist overnight, and no one would be able to bear it.
"Dean, you go first."
Ye Chen said to Dean Lin Teng.
"Okay." Lin Teng sighed when he heard the words, and then left the place.
"Senior Xue, silver needle grass, fennel fruit, nine pattern leaves, purple flame."
"Cold leaf orchid, golden needle flower, treasure ganoderma, water cloud grass, purple flame."
"Heavenly Cordyceps, Fire Spirit Fruit, Pulled Vermillion Fruit, Earth Center Leaf, Red Flame."
"Purple Luo flower, Tianxin flower, clear water leaf, white spirit grass, black flame."
"..."
Ye Chen told Xue Shan about more than a dozen sets of medicinal materials, what color of flames to add, and what kind of medicine could be refined, he did not say.
"You, do you know so much?"
A strange thing appeared on Xue Shan's dirty face.
"The pharmacist needs flames, and me!"
Ye Chen spread his hands, and four flames of cyan, purple, red, and black appeared in his hands.