Ultimate Devouring Evolution

Time can be said to be slow or fast.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Fan has been on Yao Shen Island for half a year.

In the past six months, he had included all the medicine formulas of Yaoshen Island into the nano watch, including those fifth- and sixth-grade elixir formulas - only seventh-level formulas, because they only exist in medicine. In the temple, Zhang Fan has not seen him until now.

Zhang Fan has already refined all the fourth-grade elixirs and fifth-grade elixirs.

On this day, the chief steward called for Zhang Fan who was refining medicine.

He said straight to the point: "Zhang Fan, it's been half a year since you came to Medicine God Island. I think it's time to give Medicine God Hall a try."

"Yao Shen Hall?" Zhang Fan was a little surprised, "Didn't the rule say three years?"

The chief steward smiled as always, shook his head, and said: "Actually, the three-year rule is just to make newcomers more proficient in the basic knowledge of refining medicine. After that, even if they are recognized by the medicine god consciousness of the Medicine God Hall, they will still have to continue Stay here and study until they have mastered all the fourth- and fifth-grade elixirs.

"But after these days of observation, I found that you have already been able to refine all the known fourth-grade and fifth-grade elixirs, and you can also refine them into exquisite ones. This has reached the point where you can' Graduation level. If you go to the Medicine God Hall now, you have a high chance of getting recognized by the Medicine God."

Zhang Fan felt happy when he heard this.

Why doesn't he want to go to Yaoshen Hall early?

Because in the Medicine God Hall, there was the recipe for the Nine-turn Resurrection Pill that he thought about day and night.

With the medicine formula, he could find someone to help him refine the Nine Turns of Resurrection Pill.

"Then when can I go?"

Zhang Fan asked with some urgency.

"You can go now if you're ready."

Zhang Fan was overjoyed when he heard this: "Great!"

The butler smiled and nodded, leading Zhang Fan out of the room.

Along the way, those people heard that Zhang Fan was going to enter the Medicine God Hall today, and they all became excited and followed him one by one.

After all, Zhang Fan has been

The only person most likely to be recognized by the God of Medicine.

As they got closer and closer to Yaoshen Hall, more and more people followed them.

They all put down their work and came to witness this historic moment.

A few minutes later, Zhang Fan followed the butler and arrived in front of the largest building.

On the plaque in front of the building, three characters are engraved in seal script: Medicine God Hall.

The butler didn't hesitate at all, opened the door and said to Zhang Fan: "Come in with me."

Zhang Fan immediately followed the chief steward into the Medicine God Hall.

Also coming in at the same time were several senior officials from Yaoshen Island.

The rest of the people could only wait outside.

After entering the Medicine God Hall, Zhang Fan looked around and found that the furnishings in the Medicine God Hall were very simple.

There is a statue in the center. The statue looks immortal, like a god.

Naturally, this is the God of Medicine.

The surrounding walls are covered with medicinal records.

Zhang Fan took a casual look and found that they were basically sixth-level, seventh-level or even eighth-level medicinal formulas.

However, there is no ninth-level medicine spectrum.

Zhang Fan can understand this, because it is said that the Medicine God is only an eighth-level alchemist in the end and has not reached the ninth level.

Not only the God of Medicine, but also in the history of the entire continent, no one has reached level nine.

Because if you want to become a ninth-level alchemist, you must become a ninth-level martial saint.

Just imagine, if you want to become a martial saint, you need to be very talented and spend a lot of time and energy on training.

To become a ninth-level Martial Saint requires more genius, more time and energy.

Becoming a ninth-level alchemist requires more energy and time than a ninth-level martial saint.

Even if a person can reach the ninth level of martial arts, there will be very little time left, and it is impossible to make any achievements in refining medicine.

Therefore, throughout history, the most talented alchemists could only reach level eight.

The chief steward said to Zhang Fan: "Bow three times in front of the statue of the God of Medicine, and his old man's thoughts will be revealed. Whether you can get his old man's approval depends on your luck. The medicine formulas around you can only be obtained by his. Only approved people are qualified to read it.”

Zhang Fan nodded, came to the statue, knelt down and worshiped.

After praying three times, he raised his head.

At this moment, a faint white shadow emerged from the statue.

This man is dressed in white, has white hair and a white beard, and has an immortal spirit.

Looks like a real god.

He looked down at Zhang Fan from a high position, and there was no emotion at all among the gods.

The palms of the butler and several senior executives next to him were sweating.

They had seen this scene many times in the past few hundred years.

But in the end, no one was able to gain the approval of the Medicine God.

I don’t know what Zhang Fan’s outcome will be today.

Zhang Fan was a little confused.

This Medicine God just looked at me without saying anything or showing any expression. What on earth was he doing?

Just when Zhang Fan was confused, the medicine god who was looking down at him suddenly opened his eyes wide with an expression of disbelief: "Are you the chosen one?!"

As soon as he said this, other people around him looked at Zhang Fan in surprise.

They had heard rumors that Zhang Fan was the Chosen Son before, but they all thought it was just made up by the Immortality Sect.

I didn't expect it to be true.

Zhang Fan nodded: "Yes."

As soon as he said these words, the Medicine God was suddenly panicked, fell directly from the air to the ground, and said to Zhang Fan: "Get up quickly, get up quickly..."

Everyone else around looked a little dumbfounded.

Even if Zhang Fan is the chosen one, you don't have to be so panicked, right?

After all, you are also the god of medicine. Please pay attention to your image, okay?

Zhang Fan was also a little confused.

Even if he is the chosen one, the God of Medicine doesn't have to be like this, right?

This makes me a little at a loss.

According to what the Medicine God said, he stood up.

The God of Medicine continued to look at Zhang Fan, his eyes shining: "You have refined the Netherworld Ghost Fire and absorbed the Chaos Yuan Fire. You are worthy of being the chosen one. It seems that you are the first person in the immortal world who is most likely to absorb the three major divine fires. .”

"Uh..." Zhang Fan said, "But it is almost impossible to refine or absorb the thunder and earth fire."

"It's impossible for others, but don't forget that you are the chosen one."

The Way of Medicine.

Zhang Fan nodded, that was quite right.

Since he is the chosen one, wouldn't it be natural for the Medicine God to accept him as his disciple?

Several other senior executives nearby were also secretly happy.

Since Zhang Fan is already the chosen one, the God of Medicine will definitely accept Zhang Fan as his disciple.

This will be the only alchemist who has become a disciple of the God of Medicine in the past thousand years.

At this time, I heard the Medicine God say: "But I can't accept you as a disciple."

"Well……"