Master, the way she looks at me is not right

Could it be that this old man still wants to accept himself as a bully again and let himself compete with Ye Shiyu?

Ling Qingchen doesn't want to be a rival with Ye Shiyu!

"It's... whatever.

Perhaps this is because there is no fate! "

Hearing Ling Qingchen's words, the old man in black couldn't help but sighed and said.

I really don't have the strength to teach such a young fifth-rank alchemist.

"I heard from Xiao Yu that you also know something about our strategists?"

The old man in black robe looked at Ling Qingchen with burning eyes and asked.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

I'm coming!

It's time for me to shout slogans and pretend to be better!

"The common people are smeared, the world is scorched, and there are hundreds of schools of thought, but I am the only one."

Ling Qingchen looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle with his hands behind his back.

He said with a deep face.

"All schools of thought, only me?"

Listening to Ling Qingchen's words, a hint of memory could not help but appear in the eyes of the black-robed old man.

It has been a long time since I heard such domineering words.

"Are you also the descendant of Guigu?"

The old man in black robe looked at Ling Qingchen with a look of surprise and uncertainty and asked.

Although the strategist has fallen.

But inheritance, it is passed down.

Although each vertical and horizontal session only accepts two disciples.

One is left behind to inherit the orthodox Guigu inheritance.

One went out by himself.

But if you really look into it carefully, the disciple who left is also considered to be orthodox in Guigu.

They also accepted part of Ghost Valley's inheritance.

In the eyes of the black-robed old man, it is very likely that Ling Qingchen got the inheritance of the disciple who left Guigu.

Ling Qingchen: "???"

If I just shout a few slogans, I am the descendant of Guigu?

Is it so sloppy?

"Fortunately, I have been instructed by senior strategists.

But Guigu is not orthodox, but the kid doesn't know much about it. "

Ling Qingchen said out of nowhere.

It's always possible to get closer without being a teacher!

One more friend, one more road.

"No wonder, your kid knows something about our strategists."

The old man in black robe nodded slightly.

"Is it my senior sister who is pointing you?"

Ye Shiyu looked at Ling Qingchen expectantly and asked.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

Although my master is female.

But it shouldn't be your senior sister.

After all, Ning Qingxue's cultivation was stronger than the old man in black robe in front of him.

"This... I haven't seen your senior sister's portrait, so I don't know your senior sister well.

A little uncertain. "

Ling Qingchen shook his head and said softly.

Fire Spirit: "..."

"Bah! Smelly shameless.

Still thinking about the portrait of my senior sister. "

A voice of dissatisfaction suddenly rose from the bottom of Ling Qingchen's heart.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

Check it out and it's not illegal!

"Then I will draw it for you to see later."

Hearing Ling Qingchen's words, Ye Shiyu smiled and said.

Fire Spirit: "..."

Confused!How can you help the evildoer and follow him like this?

"I don't know what fifth-grade elixir my little friend can make?"

The old man in black robe looked at Ling Qingchen curiously and asked.

There are thousands of pills in the world, and new varieties are constantly coming out.

Many people are so poor that they can't refine all the elixirs.

The criteria for judging a fifth-rank alchemist are very simple.

It only needs to be able to refine the fifth-grade elixir.

No matter what kind of elixir it is, even the kind that is very tasteless and useless.

As long as it is a fifth-rank pill, it can be called a fifth-rank alchemist.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

What the hell!

Is this problem so serious?

Fortunately, I have long been prepared.

The training resources given by Ning Qingxue are still very complete.

From cultivation techniques, to alchemy refining tools, formations, talismans, everything, very complete.

Before Ling Qingchen came, he had read the materials on alchemy in advance.

I have a general understanding of pills and recipes.

"Shenhua Pill."

Ling Qingchen said softly.

Transforming God Pill, as a pill that can help Nascent Soul Realm break through to Transforming God Realm.

It is the most common and most popular fifth-grade elixir.

"Shenhua Pill?

How many pills are normal?what quality? "

The man in black robe asked curiously.

Fifth-rank alchemists also have strengths and weaknesses.

He wanted to see which category Ling Qingchen belonged to.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

This... I have never practiced alchemy!

I do not know either!

"It depends on luck, the quality of the pills and the number of pills are uncertain.

Under normal circumstances, it can keep up to two to three medium-grade pills per furnace. "

Ling Qingchen said softly.

A batch of God Transformation Pills can yield up to five Pills.

Only a few peerless geniuses can break through the limit and reach the level of six or even seven pills.

Ling Qingchen had never tried alchemy.

Speaking of two to three middle-grade pills, it is also the normal level of an ordinary fifth-grade alchemist.

"Try?"

The old man in black robe took out a small medicine cauldron from his arms.

Under his spellcasting, the small medicine cauldron grew out of thin air.

In an instant, it swelled to the height and size of two or three people.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

Can't you just test my elixir knowledge?

Do you have to let me make alchemy by myself?

Hey, aren't you embarrassing me, a theoretical talent like Einstein and Hawking?

"Bah, smelly shameless!

If you don't know how to make alchemy, you don't know how to make alchemy, and you have a theoretical talent! "

A discordant voice suddenly sounded from the bottom of Ling Qingchen's heart.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

be honest!Every hit I have you!

If you can't speak, just talk less!

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"Please, Qing'er, come out and cooperate with me."

Sitting in front of the cauldron, Ling Qingchen pleaded deep in his heart.

"I do not."

Huo Ling vetoed with a delicate face.

This smelly dog ​​likes to pretend every day.

If you don't sharpen his spirit and let him pretend to fail a few times, he won't have a long memory.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

How can you make alchemy without fire?

If I knew it earlier, I should have endured the pain, cut my fingers, and enslaved her.

Chilling!

Even the signed soul contract can't control her!

"Please eat the inner alchemy of Fengyu Chicken."

Ling Qingchen murmured.