Chapter 373: A disaster-ridden alchemist (3)

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If you want to be an alchemist, your requirements are almost harsh. Even if you are diligent, if you have less talent, you will not be able to step into the door of alchemy after a lifetime. In alchemy, the role of talent is greater than everything else. What kind of realm an alchemist can reach depends on his innate talent and has nothing to do with diligence.
The monsoon smoke did not expect that Sissy in front of him would be a member of the alchemist. It should be known that alchemists are more scarce than pharmacists, and most of the alchemists refine everything, contrary to the laws of nature. It is weaker than ordinary people, and its longevity will continue to shorten with its realm in alchemy.
It can be said that the alchemist is the second only to the deceased, but like the deceased, he bears the fate of the rough.
Xu is the reaction of the monsoon smoke and Junze is too obvious, and Si Siyi has some embarrassed bows at a time, and his ears are red.
"It's amazing! Xiao Yan, I didn't see that you have such a skill." Junze smiled and patted Sisley's shoulder. The rare pharmacist and the alchemist were compared, and suddenly there was nothing unusual.
Junze first received a notice from the pharmacist's branch, and originally felt that he was very good.
result……
Two of the time that I have encountered this time, one is bigger than one.
Sissy was more embarrassed by Jun Ze, and shook his head with a humble head.
Before the monsoon smoke, I have never been exposed to alchemists. I have heard of them from Linghe. They are rumored that alchemists are very talented and extremely difficult to get along with because of their talents.
but……
Looking at the red-eyed Sissy, I felt that the rumors were not credible.
Under the night, the trio sat down on the fire. Junze gave Siss a few times to medicate. The situation of Sisley was not improved. Junze looked depressed and pulled out a bunch of small pharmacy bottles, ready to go to Sissy’s mouth. Plug, seeing Sis's face is white, but fortunately, the monsoon smoke is timely to stop, the suffocating medicinal stamina has not yet risen, only to dispel the idea of ​​Junze.
After Junze was asleep, Xu was experiencing the previous fright, and Sissy was unable to fall asleep, and the inexplicable potions in his stomach stimulated him to retching.
The monsoon smoke sitting next to the fire looked at the past, and looked at Junze, who slept and snorted. He stood up and walked to Sissy.
Si Siyi looked at the monsoon smoke coming, his eyes slightly asked.
The monsoon smoke took a bottle of remedy from his own arms and handed it to Sissy's hand.
"I let you eat, do you dare to eat?" The monsoon smoke smiles badly.
Sissy opened the bottle cap and smelled a scent. When she poured it into her hand, she saw a few finger-sized black rolling down the palm.
Sisz's eyes flashed, and soon he raised his hand and stuffed the unidentified object into his mouth.
Fortunately, the monsoon smoked his hand and quickly grasped his wrist.
"One grain at a time, once a day." The monsoon smoke was amused by the sorrow of Sisley, this medicinal medicine, and a nosebleed.
Sisley nodded and took a swallow.
The monsoon smoke retreated and sat down, watching Sis smiled and said: "You are not afraid of me."
Sis said with a red face: "You are my savior, my life, you saved."
The monsoon smoked a light smile and no longer said anything. He fell asleep on the trunk of the side.