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Herbs recognition is a brain-racking job. The ball has lived for millions of years, and there are countless things in the brain.

It would be difficult to move them around for the time being, but fortunately, Jun Qianyan had pretty much recognized all of them.

Jun Qiyan belongs to the kind of heart that has photographic memory.

Jun Qiyan's group was progressing smoothly, but he was unaware of the fact that the Master of Words had been secretly observing her and the ball. His gaze was fixated on the sound of the ball, as well as the color of the Nuwa Stone on Jun Feiyan's wrist.

The word master's pupils couldn't help but tremble.

It really was her …

Even though he knew that Jun Qiyan was the person he was looking for, the Words Grandmaster couldn't help but feel somewhat agitated at this moment.

Three months later, Jun Qiyan had tidied up the herbs in a neat and orderly manner, no longer being blind like before. Jun Qiyan felt that even if she were blind, she could still recognize the effects of the herbs.

For the past three months, Master Words had never appeared. This gave Jun Qiyan a headache, and he probably didn't just take her as his fake master. Not only had he not come to see her, he had no news of her at all.

He didn't even have a way to contact the Wordmaster.

Today was the same as usual. Jun Qianyan rubbed her chin as she sat in the herb field, bored to death. She was secretly mumbling to herself in her heart about the Grandmaster Words.

"In these three months, you have taken good care of all the herbs."

Just as Jun Qiyan was lost in his thoughts, a familiar voice which he had been thinking about for the past three months rang in his ears. At first, Jun Qianyan was stunned, but then she was surprised.

Jun Qiyan muttered in his heart.

She had been driven crazy for the past few months. She had heard the words of the Words Grandmaster countless times, but in the end, she realized that it was all an illusion.

Jun Qiyan glared fiercely at the Hallucination Grass by her side, then lowered her voice and threatened, "If you dare to create any more hallucinations for me, I'll pull you up by the roots!"

The leaves of the Hallucination Grass started to shrink. The herb had reached a certain level and was conscious to begin with. Even though the Hallucination Grass couldn't understand Jun Qiyan's words, it could sense the "believe it or not, I'll smash your head" aura exuded from Jun Qiyan's body.

"Who are you trying to uproot?"

Jun Qiyan blanked for a moment at that familiar voice, and then a pair of white embroidered shoes appeared in front of her. She couldn't believe her own eyes.

She rubbed her eyes for a while before she abruptly stood up.

That familiar face entered the depths of Jun Qiyan's eyes.

Jun Qiyan opened his mouth, but after a long moment, he didn't know what to say.

"Every blade of grass and every tree in here is my treasure."

Master Words said with a faint smile.

Jun Qiyan blanked for a moment, then recalled the threat she had made against the Hallucination Grass. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

But then she felt a bit aggrieved. When had she, Jun Qiyan, ever listened to someone's words in such a manner?

"Um … I …" I was just joking with it. Master, let me tell you, we have a good relationship! "

Jun Qiyan glanced at the Hallucination Grass with a slightly threatening gaze, and then laughed with a face full of lackluster.

If Feng Chenlang's group saw this scene, they would definitely yell out: "Hey, can you be a little more careful? If the manpower setup crashes, do you know?! "

There was a faint smile on the corner of the Master of Words' mouth, but he didn't expose her.

That smile was peerless and magnificent, as if everything in the world had lost its color.

Jun Qiyan was mesmerized by her beauty for half a minute. Then he snapped back to reality, blaming himself for not holding his ground and being able to control himself.

It had been a long time since Jun Qiyan had become infatuated with Di Mo Jiu. However, when he saw the face of the Words Grandmaster, he became dispirited.

"That's right, that's right. Master, I've been taking care of the herbs for so long. Look …"

Jun Qiyan quickly changed the topic. Firstly, it was to cover up the fact that she had been bullying the herbs. Secondly, she didn't want to admit that she was addicted to beauties.

The Master of Words looked around him with an almost imperceptible look of satisfaction in his eyes, but his words had a different meaning when he said them: "Just barely."

"If you want to become a Tier 9 apothecary, you must understand the nature of the herbs here. Otherwise, why would you want to forge pills?"

Jun Qianyan suddenly came to a realization after hearing the words of the Master of Words. She scratched her head in embarrassment.

"Seeing how well you take care of the herbs, you must have understood their nature and uses."

Jun Qiyan nodded. It was just a split-second, but everything in front of her was no longer the scene of a medicinal field.

The two of them arrived at a room that was neither too big nor too small. There were a lot of shelves within the room, and on the shelves, there were even some herbs.

"Master, this is …"

Jun Qiyan looked at the person in front of her with a bit of surprise.

Master Words said, "This is the Pill Refining Room."

With that, he took out a book from nowhere. "There are methods to concoct pills in this book."

The Master Wordsman handed over the book in his hand to Jun Qiyan.

"Take this and practice first." Jun Qiyan had a bad premonition when Master Yuanyu finished his words.

Jun Qiyan opened her mouth, but just as she was about to say something, she realized that the Words Grandmaster had disappeared.

Seeing this familiar scene, Jun Qiyan could not help but feel speechless.

In his heart, he began to sympathize with his senior brother.

What had her Senior Brother experienced in order to be able to stay here for over twenty years without going out?

What kind of experience is it to have an unreliable master?

Jun Qiyan took a deep breath and took out the Great Desolation Cauldron from the Nuwa Stone. Then, she opened the book in her hands and began to look through the various pill cultivation methods written within.

In this short span of time, two months had passed and Jun Qiyan was able to refine quite a number of medicinal pills within the booklet.

However, the higher the grade of the pills, the harder it would be for Jun Qiyan to refine them.

Jun Qiyan held her breath, and once again tried out the Nine Reincarnation Soul Pill.

'Bang! 'a loud sound was heard.

Jun Mo Xie wasn't surprised at all; today was the ninth time that the cauldron had exploded in almost half a month.

Jun Qianyan angrily threw the booklet in her hands onto the ground. Then, with an exploding head and a pitch-black face, she fiercely stared at the book beneath her feet. It was as if she had killed her father.

Jun Qiyan couldn't help but feel that this was the biggest blow he had ever received in his life.

Jun Qiyan's talent in alchemy could be described as outrageously high.

In just two short years, he had already reached the level of a Tier 7 apothecary. The journey of pill refining could be said to have been smooth sailing. Cauldron explosion had never happened to him before.

However, this was not the first time that Jun Qiyan had encountered such a setback.

Jun Qiyan expressed that she could not stand the feeling of being wronged!

Jun Qiyan took a deep breath as she looked at the cauldron before her and the inexhaustible supply of medicinal ingredients.

He suddenly felt a headache.

She secretly gritted her teeth and picked up the book. Looking at the words in the book, she compared them with her previous steps, but from start to finish, she didn't know which part was the problem.

The information in the book was clear enough, but Jun Qiyan had no idea what was wrong with it.

She briefly tidied up the scene of the explosion and prepared to proceed with the next round of explosions.

It was fortunate that the Primordial Cauldron was not destroyed by Jun Qianyan. Had it been any other cauldron, it would have been hard to count how many of them he would have carried out by now.

"Did he suffer a blow?"

The words of the Grandmaster did not come out of nowhere. Jun Qiyan patted her chest, and looked as if she had been frightened out of her wits.

She looked at the Words Grandmaster with a bit of resentment, her eyes filled with hidden bitterness.

When the Master of Words saw Jun Qiyan's expression, he found it somewhat amusing.

"Is it a cauldron explosion?" The Master of Words' sensitive nose smelled the faint scent of gunpowder in the air, and then he asked.

Jun Qiyan grunted through his nose, admitting it.

"This is a blow... It will probably be a little difficult to reconstruct the golden elixir. "

The words master touched his chin and said with some regret, "Why did you give up? It's not too late to give up now …"

The Nine Reincarnation Soul Pill is a mid-Grade Eight Medicinal Pill. It took Jun Qiyan nearly half a year to reach the threshold of becoming a Grade Eight Alchemist. However, it will take some time before she can really refine a Grade Eight Alchemy.

"I'm not giving up." When Jun Qianyan heard his words, his hair stood on end, and he denied them without a second thought.

The Rhetoric Master smirked.

"Is this how you act as a master?" Jun Qianyan couldn't help but complain. What a joke. The number of times she had met this fellow in the past half year could be counted on one hand, let alone teaching her how to refine pills.

The Wordmaster rubbed his nose and did not speak.

"I'm here." Perhaps he felt that he was in the wrong, the words master was quite good-natured.

Jun Qiyan coldly snorted, "Hmph."

The Words Master cleared his throat and indicated for Jun Qiyan to practice it again so that he could see what the problem was.

There had been a reason why the Master Words had left Jun Qi out of action for nearly half a year.

His Master led him through the door, practicing his skills personally.

He could do whatever he wanted with Jun Qiyan's pill concocting method, but it would still be his.

If Jun Qiyan succeeded in concocting a pill of his own, then he would be able to ascertain the nature of the plant, and that would be Jun Qiyan's personal possessions.

Regardless of the time, he would never forget it. Moreover, it would be a bad thing to make Jun Qiyan rely on him too much.

According to Jun Qiyan's memories, she placed all kinds of herbs into the furnace in order. The faint aroma filled the entire room, but Jun Qiyan didn't dare to relax her guard. She was staring at the changes in the furnace.

He held his breath and prepared to condense the pill.

At the very last moment, the liquid within the furnace suddenly became restless, as if it were alive. Jun Qiyan screamed out in her heart that things were not going well, and was about to burst out of the furnace in the next moment.