The Goddess's Exclusive Alchemist

Led by Wan Zunzhe, Fu Qinglang and Ling Zhengyin came to a very simple building, and there were "bang bang" explosions from time to time.Wan Zun came to the door and knocked respectfully, but no one answered.

The three of them waited outside the door for a long time before the not very strong door was opened. An old man with gray beard and hair came out. He looked about the same age as Venerable Wan, but his actual age must be much older than him. Less.

When Venerable Wan saw the old man, he called out "Teacher" respectfully. The old man waved his hand impatiently, turned around and left again. Venerable Wan hurriedly stepped forward and whispered something in his ear. When the word "elixir" was reached, the old man's face was already full of excitement, and his eyes kept scanning Fu Qinglang and Ling Zhengyin. If Fu Qinglang didn't know his obsession with refining medicine, Fu Qinglang would have really wanted this Famous saints are regarded as perverts.

After everything was clarified, Venerable Wan introduced the two sides to each other: "Teacher, this is Xiao Fu, a little friend I have made friends with. She got the pill from her, and that is her good friend."

The old man nodded and looked at Fu Qinglang full of energy. Venerable Wan wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to Fu Qinglang with a smile: "Little Fu, you should have heard of my teacher, Yang Zhiqi, the sage of dementia It's him."

Fu Qinglang nodded. The reputation of this medicine sage is well-known even among the holy-level powerhouses, because his somewhat withdrawn and eccentric temper offended many people, but due to his status, few people dared to treat him disrespectful.

After getting acquainted with each other, the few people entered the dilapidated house, which is worthy of being the residence of a saint, and there is indeed a universe inside. According to Fu Qinglang's experience, the blanket on the ground is made of the fur of a seventh-order monster Yes, and the counter where the potion is placed is made of the skeleton of the eighth-order sub-dragon. Two water-type and two wood-type seventh-order monster crystal nuclei are inlaid in four directions, which can greatly preserve the medicinal properties.

Almost as soon as he entered, the Chi Yao Sheng looked at Fu Qinglang with burning eyes: "Where's the elixir? Where is it?"

Venerable Wan looked apologetically at Fu Qinglang rather embarrassedly. He knew his teacher's temper, but he never imagined that he would be so reckless in front of the juniors.Fu Qinglang was not hypocritical, and took out a bottle of each of the refined medicines, all of which were high-quality products that had been added by the Fortune Cauldron.

Just as the Crazy Medicine Sage was testing the elixir, Ling Zhengyin tugged on Fu Qinglang's sleeve. She looked longingly at a dead branch hung in the middle of the wall by the Crazy Medicine Sage. Fu Qinglang had no resistance to this look. She squeezed Ling Zhengyin's hand, signaling that she understood and stopped talking.

The two walked around the house again, and Fu Qinglang was surprised to find that apart from the materials that could be used in refining medicine, Ling Zhengyin knew more about other things than she did. I don't think about it anymore.

"Hahaha, so that's the case!" The Crazy Medicine Sage suddenly laughed wildly, and then desperately grabbed Venerable Wan's arm: "Little Qianbai, I finally know the difference between pills and potions!" Venerable Wan was hurt by his pinch, but his face was still respectful: "Congratulations teacher." That's right, Venerable Wan's full name is Wanqianbai.

Hearing this tone, Chi Yaosheng finally restrained his joy, and said boringly: "You little guy is just boring."

"Pfft!" Hearing one old man call another "little guy", Fu Qinglang couldn't help but burst out laughing. She raised her eyebrows and looked at the embarrassed Wan Zunzun, and said loudly: "Yang Sheng Those who don't know, what do you think of these pills?"

When it was time to be serious, Chiyao Sheng was quite serious. He straightened his messy beard, pondered for a while, his eyes were as sharp as a knife: "Are you trying to use the name of this sage to protect Dan Fang? Or do you have other purposes?" ?”

Fu Qinglang looked directly at him without showing any timidity: "I'm an ordinary person, and I don't mean to give up my personal interests, but I am also willing to develop the technology of refining medicine, and I don't want the method of refining medicine to be lost." She confided a little bit about her transaction with the Huo Family Chamber of Commerce, and expressed her attitude, that is, cooperation between the two parties for mutual benefit.

Although the Crazy Medicine Sage is not the head of the Alchemist Guild, as a saint, he has long been acquiesced as the honorary elder of the guild, and as a person who regards refining medicine as his life's work, he certainly does not want to make the newly appeared Hope is destroyed.If the two sides die and the net is broken, no one will benefit.

After listening to Fu Qinglang's words, he said impatiently: "You can just talk to Xiao Qianbai about that kind of thing. Now I want to ask you about the specific content of the prescription." He looked at Fu Qinglang eagerly, Although the expression was somewhat similar to Ling Zhengyin's, Fu Qinglang only felt creepy when it was done by another person.

She shook her head, and said with hesitation: "Well, it's not impossible, but..."

"But what?" The Chi Yaosheng was impatient with matters related to the pill.

"Well, it's nothing, I just have a few small requests." Fu Qinglang made a fool of herself, and seeing the foolish medicine sage nod, she continued: "First, I want you to guide me in refining medicine; I want to take some materials from here; third, I want that!" She pointed at the dead branch, smiling.With the sensitivity of the cyan black power, she could sense that the dead branch had something to do with Ling Zhengyin's "green blue", and coupled with Ling Zhengyin's attitude, the guess would be inseparable.

"Heh!" Crazy Medicine Sage laughed, and wrinkles appeared on his well-maintained skin: "I said, you little guy, you have a big appetite." This tone was obviously lifeless, and Fu Qinglang's heart ached. Xiao An followed his tone and said, "Yes, I wouldn't dare to come here if I had a small appetite."

"Hmph!" The demented drug sage changed his face extremely fast, and his face was already livid at this moment: "Impossible, you have to know how many people on this continent want to learn the art of refining medicine from this sage, and then look at the materials , Eighth-level and ninth-level ones, where can you find them? Besides, the dead branches of the tree of life, even in the hands of those old guys, it is impossible to have them."

Dead branches of the tree of life?Fu Qinglang didn't expect that thing to be so precious. The tree of life has a very high status in the elves, and it is equivalent to the patron saint of elves, so no elves will destroy it. Even if it is a dead branch, it will come naturally from the tree of life. The number of those that fell off was extremely small. According to the records of "Continental Landscape Records", only the elf queen and the still water god of war 3000 years ago in the elves have a staff made of dead branches of the tree of life.

But how did A Yin get involved with this dead branch?She is obviously a human being, so what exactly is Qinglan made of?Fu Qinglang had an answer in his heart.

Seeing that Fu Qinglang was lost in thought, the Crazy Medicine Sage said while it was hot: "Well, how about I accept you as a registered disciple?" Venerable Wan was very surprised. People with a little relationship must have a smooth and comfortable life. Although the registered disciples are not as good as those he passed down personally, they are still disciples. Who would not treat students who have spoken out about their saints on the mainland with respect?What's more, if you can get the guidance of the medicine sage, then the improvement of medicine refining technology will definitely be rapid. If you stay with the teacher, aren't those high-level medicines used casually?

Venerable Wan already thought that Fu Qinglang would agree at this time. Although his own talent is not bad, it is not top-notch. It was only accidental that he became a teacher of Chiyao Sheng, but with the help of his teacher, he still reached the level of Venerable. Naturally know those benefits.

Unexpectedly, Fu Qinglang waved her hand directly when she heard it. She pointed to the dead branch and said firmly, "I only want that." , Ling Zhengyin is happy when she is satisfied.

Ling Zhengyin stood aside the whole time without saying a word. Even after Chi Yaosheng said those words, she still looked at Fu Qinglang with warmth and trust in her eyes.When two people get along, trust is very important. Based on her experience, she has already understood Fu Qinglang's character thoroughly. She is the kind of person who will devote herself wholeheartedly once she is determined. things as their own.She had previously expressed her desire for the dead branches of the tree of life, so Fu Qinglang would definitely try her best to get it.

"You..." The Crazy Medicine Sage was waiting for Fu Qinglang to come to apprentice, but he didn't expect to get such an answer suddenly, and he said angrily, "Do you know that the life force in that dead branch has long been exhausted?" How many?"

Fu Qinglang said indifferently: "Oh." He didn't mean to give up at all.

"Then it's settled!" The Crazy Medicine Sage handed her the dead branch, glared at her fiercely, and then went to study the pill again. Venerable Wan persuaded Fu Qinglang with regret: "Little Fu Ah, do you know how rare it is to have a teacher as a teacher?"

"I know." The saint has long devoted all his energy to his own cultivation, and it is almost impossible to accept disciples. Fu Qinglang knows this common sense, but without his teaching, it means that he has gone astray a few times. Those materials, she can always get after her own strength improves, and now Ling Zhengyin's happiness is the most important thing.

Seeing that Fu Qinglang happily walked up to Ling Zhengyin, handed her the dead branch, and smiled brightly, Venerable Wan sighed, and finally said nothing. his new discovery.Although the transaction of several people has been roughly stated, the specific conditions still need to be negotiated, and they don't care about staying here for a few more days.

"Ayin, is this thing of great use to you?" Fu Qinglang looked at the thing in Ling Zhengyin's hand, compared it with Qinglan's original appearance, and found many similarities.

Ling Zhengyin didn't speak, she pursed her lips and looked at Fu Qinglang's silly appearance of having fun with her, as if she had made up her mind, she gently pressed her cold and soft lips to her cheek.

The author has something to say: small benefits!I'll try to keep updating every other day.

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