In the following time, he deliberately stared at the crucible motionlessly, pretending to be calculating the time, and when the cooking was almost done, he immediately poured out separately and cooled.

There was no problem with the movements and the performance was very skillful, but it was not as perfect as before, and it was done in one go.

Ye Qing did this on purpose. Before he came, he had thought about it. He performed well, between excellent performance and genius, but he could not be too genius. The ten-piece mix was exactly like a mold, which was too incredible.

It is understandable if he is an apprentice who has been studying pharmacy for several years, but he has only been in pharmacy for a day. It is too perfect, and it is too incredible and may have a negative effect.

As the saying goes, half a step ahead is a genius, and one step ahead is a monster. These are all within the scope of understanding and acceptance, but if you lead more than one step ahead, five or ten steps, then it will not work, that is a monster, an existence that cannot be understood.

This copy is not in the reality of technological prosperity. The power of religion is still very powerful. Don’t do such things that are too popular.

That's why Ye Qing deliberately did this, making himself a genius who was one step ahead, rather than a monster who was ten steps ahead.

Stir well, pour in, and shake it. He deliberately kept it within a certain scale to ensure success, but he could not produce a perfect potion.

Soon, the first small red medicine bottle appeared in his hand, placed it aside, and began the second preparation.

The second time he made a deliberate disposition, and the amplitude was slightly larger when he shook it. As a result, the fused potion was half red and half silver, which was definitely unqualified.

By the third time, he succeeded again.

On the fourth time, it failed again, and the failure was that it was made wrong when the temperature was cooled at the beginning, and it deliberately used it to adjust before the cooling time was reached. Failure is inevitable.

The fifth and sixth times were both failures. It was not until the seventh time that he started to succeed one after another, and it was two successes in one breath. Until the ninth time, he deliberately pretended to be inadequate. When he first cooked the ingredients, the heat was not enough and the ingredients were not completely melted, and the result was that it would definitely fail.

So nine times were allocated, four times were successful and five times failed.

The old mage did not bother him throughout the whole process, and kept watching Ye Qing being accustomed. On the ninth time, the old mage simply did not look at the arrangement, but looked at him and his gestures, and a thoughtful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Ye Qing pretended to sigh and was about to clean the utensils and start the last time he adjusted the utensils. When he looked up, he saw the smile on the corner of the old mage's mouth. His heart trembled, his hands trembled slightly, and he almost threw a beaker off.

Just because the old mage's smile was so magical, when he saw it, he felt that the smile conveyed a message to himself - boy, don't pretend, I saw it.

That's right, there was a message conveying in his smile, and he could clearly feel it.

This made him embarrassed, and he didn't know whether to continue with the tool or...

"Why don't you continue?"

The old mage curled his smile and looked at Ye Qing who walked out from behind the laboratory bench.

The tenth time he did not continue because he knew that the old mage must have seen something, and he had succeeded four times and had passed the level.

He lowered his head and thought for a moment with a little awkwardness. Ye Qing decided to tell the truth, looked up at the old master, and asked in a low voice:

"Did the teacher see it?"

The old master smiled and did not say anything else. Instead, he pointed the experimental bench with the stick in his hand and said:

"Use your real skills and make some more arrangements."

As expected, Ye Qing patted his forehead with his left hand and could only nod.

When he arrived at the laboratory bench, the old mage's voice came:

"You have to know that a mage is not an ordinary person who can do it. The better you are, the greater your success in the future. Don't worry about being too good. I'm afraid you are not good enough! Can your talent be comparable to the Son of God?"

Ye Qing was stunned at first, and then his eyes lit up as if he was enlightened. He nodded to the old mage, then set his eyes on the experimental bench in front of him, took a deep breath, and began to prepare secondary life potions.

Skillfully throw two parts of the ingredients into the two crucibles, open the heating furnace, and put the lid, and stop caring about these.

Then pick up a plate and put it on the back shelf to prepare the materials. The heating furnace behind ignored it and took ten pieces of materials again, processed them one by one on the laboratory bench, put the plate aside, then picked up the tongs and filtered the cooked melt into the evaporation dish.

Then place the evaporation dish on a heating furnace with a lowered temperature, and then prepare flasks, glass rods and other tools.

Wait for a while, pour the melt that has been evaporated and concentrated to almost the same amount into two beakers, stir well, wait until it cools down, and then pour it into the flask in turn and shake it gently.

The entire time is exactly the same as before, the swing frequency is exactly the same, and the finished product is exactly the same as before, and it is a perfect secondary life potion.

The old mage next to him kept stroking his long beard and watching him mix. When he saw the bright red finished potion, he reached out to take it, opened the cork and drank it directly, and then nodded.

At this time, Ye Qing was deploying for the second time.

If the old mage was very happy to mix the first time, his eyes became a little serious when mixing the second time, especially when the last two raw materials melted and shaking, his eyes were always on Ye Qing's wrist.

Just as the second bottle was prepared, the old master took it and drank it in one sip.

By the third time, the old mage's expression was already very serious, and he stood in front of the laboratory bench and looked at his hand motionlessly.

This time, the old mage did not drink, but stood there to signal him to continue.

The fourth, fifth, and sixth time, the old mage's expression became more and more serious, and there was no smile on his face.

When the eighth allocation was completed, the old mage suddenly reached out to stop Ye Qing from continuing the allocation, saying:

"No need to continue, come with me."

After saying that, he turned around and walked to the rattan chair and sat down.

Ye Qing was a little nervous. After hearing the old mage's words, he did not hold back and tried his best. The eight times of the mix were exactly the same, like a mold printed. But the old mage's expression was so serious, there would be no problem with this, right?

He walked to the old master and stood still, looking forward to watching him.

After a while, the old mage looked up at Ye Qing, and a strange light burst out in his eyes, and he said:

"Your talent was beyond my expectations, and I was so surprised that I had never seen it before. Well, even I was jealous."

Hearing this, Ye Qing's heart suddenly stumbled. As expected, this talent is too outrageous, and it has caused suspicion. I would have known...

"I didn't expect that there is such a talent in the world,"

Before he could finish his thoughts, the old mage immediately changed his mind and continued:
Chapter completed!