The First Beastmaster of the Nine Realms

Chapter 107 The Big Man Jian Baisan
"Five days...Look at this body shape, about five days," Pan Lihe said, "Try to wrap it with spiritual power, try not to stop it, artificially create an environment with high spiritual power for it, and it will speed up." Wake up. Come again when the time comes, and I'll help you take another look."

Jian Baisan thanked her, paid the Lingshi and left.

As soon as she stepped out the door, she heard another sound.From the shadow reflected in the window, it could be seen that the door was blocked again.

I don't know what I'm guarding against.

Jian Baisan looked for an inn again, and booked a room to live in.

After entering the room, she took out the snow-white voucher from the ring, raised her hand and crushed it.

Exactly about a week.The primary purpose now is to take good care of Rhubarb first... I don't want to really evolve, although if there is evolution, it is of course better.

Jian Baisan prepared Dahong and Xiaohong's food for a few days, put the rhubarb on his lap, condensed a huge thunderball, and stuffed the whole rhubarb into it.

By the way, he took out several bottles of Rejuvenation Pill and put them aside.

Anyway, it's your own spiritual power, so it won't be hurt.

It would be too difficult for Jian Baisan to finely control the spiritual power and let them condense into a thin film to cover Rhubarb so as to minimize his own consumption.

That's it, it's exhausting...

Quandu, Zhongqingzong, Jixue Pagoda.

In the huge alchemy furnace, a round pill was slowly rotating in the furnace.

The furnace was pitch black, except for the elixir that shone with a faint, even ominous, dark red light, the color of which was like blood.

Leng Lianchi floated in mid-air, her long hair almost blended with the thick black night, her fingers moved slightly, and finally examined the life-soul pill that was about to be refined.

The spiritual power and the dark red flame were withdrawn in an instant, and the elixir also dimmed in an instant, flying and floating on his fingertips.

It turned out that the ominous red light was not the color of the elixir, but the color of his flame.

His subtle manipulation of spiritual power has almost reached the pinnacle—it is not difficult for him to refine a sixth-grade elixir. It's just a small thing to do.

A burst of intoxicating fragrance emanates from the milky white elixir, which is the elixir that can only be found in perfect works.

Just at this moment, with a thought in his mind, he heard a soft "click".

The certificate given to Jian Baisan was just crushed at this moment.

Leng Lianchi admired his own work, put it into a white jade bottle, took a look at the almost half-used Huoxian bamboo liquid, and said in a good mood: "Come here."

The puppet maid who was waiting outside came in quietly.

"Call Chun Wuji here."

In just a moment, a middle-aged man in a white, round and sweaty golden coat appeared in front of Leng Lianchi, and smiled obsequiously at Leng Lianchi: "Master, you called me, ouch, how come In a hurry..."

Leng Lianchi glanced at his forehead with a half-smile, and the temperature of the air gradually increased: "I came in a hurry. Shall I dry it for you?"

The sweat on his forehead was like the snot hanging from a child's nose. It was sucked back into the pores in one go, and disappeared. It can be said to be retractable.

Sweating is just pretending.

A bottle of elixir and a voucher slowly flew in front of him: "Send the things over."

"Hey! Good, good! Let go of a million hearts!" Chun Wuji swore, "May I ask you, where is the organization for this recipient? Is there any ceremony? What is the banquet arrangement?"

"It's a person."

Chun Wuji looked happy, quickly covered it again, rubbed his hands, stared at Leng Lianchi and said: "Then what about your identity..."

Leng Lianchi suddenly said lightly: "Chun Wuji, what medicine did you take wrong today, dare to talk to me like that?"

At this time, the real cold sweat of the Jindan powerhouse really flowed down, Chun Wuji gave himself a mouth without mercy, and smiled bitterly: "I, I have not called me here for a long time, I am almost out of things. , Recently, the Elder of the Medicine Pavilion changed, I, I am anxious..."

Leng Lianchi was playing with the bottle containing the fire fairy bamboo liquid in the dark, and when Chun Wuji was about to kneel down for the last time, he finally opened his mouth: "How many seats do you plan to promote?"

"Three, three seats..."

Leng Lianchi said softly: "The one in your hand is the sixth-grade life-soul pill. When you weave it, you should make it look similar—for example, you smell of alcohol."

Chun Wuji had just come down from the wine table, he knew that the little suzerain had forgiven him, so he hurriedly bowed, thanked him and backed away.

When he got off the lotus, he didn't even get off the spring, and Yu Jian flew back to his residence in the pomegranate forest.

He used the invisibility spell, walked through the backyard stuffed with more than a dozen beauties, and climbed into his tightly closed luxurious alchemy room through a small secret passage.

He was originally annoyed by the change of elders, and couldn't stand the bunch of women at home, so he went to retreat for alchemy, but he failed several times and was depressed, so he slipped to Quandu to drink through the secret road halfway.

After all, domestic flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers.

He pretended to urge the flame to raise the temperature of the whole alchemy room, recited the alchemy formula of the soul pill again, changed the clothes he was wearing, ripped and wrinkled them, took out the bottle, unplugged it, and released the alchemy. Pushing open the door, rushing out, shouting: "I'm done! I'm done!"

The eight disciples at his door bowed down one after another: "Congratulations, master, congratulations, master!"

The eldest disciple said: "Dare to ask, what Master has cultivated this time is...?"

"Hahahaha!" Chun Wuji laughed, "Sixth grade elixir! I finally made a sixth grade elixir!"

The disciples looked at him reverently and congratulated him one after another. The eldest disciple said: "Master has improved again. Presumably this time the elders will change, you will be able to compete for the chief!"

Chun Wuji waved his hand boldly, but said modestly: "Haha, I still can't compare to that guy Old Xu."

"Come on, come with me to the Medicine Pavilion for certification."

Arriving at the headquarters of the Medicine Pavilion, the disciples talked about it, and there was another sensation. I don't know how many people's eyes of surprise and envy they received along the way.

With the memorized pill formula, this pill was also recorded in his actual performance, adding a rich touch to his resume.

His competitor, Xu Shuangwen, couldn't hide his jealousy: "You must have a problem! How is it possible... how is it possible..."

Chun Wuji pretended to salute: "Haha, Lao Xu, I heard that you still like to refine medicine in front of your disciples, it's always like a circus, like a performance, you're not sure! If you want me to say, it's better to be quiet Yes, it’s better to study it alone!”

The eldest disciple followed suit, "Yes, yes."

Xu Shuangwen's voice was shrill: "I ask Chun Wuji to keep the elixir and examine it carefully!"

"That's impossible!" Chun Wuji said slowly: "Oh, you may not know that I have a very good relationship with a big shot... No, he sent me a message just now, asking me to give him Sending things over... Haha, the selling price of the sixth-grade elixir is really not low..."

Xu Shuangwen's eyes were red with anger, and he watched Chun Wuji pack the medicine in a large agarwood box trimmed with velvet, and summoned an extremely ostentatious flying magic weapon at the door, and hugged eight A disciple went up to deliver medicine to the "big man".

The person Leng Lianchi wanted to deliver the medicine to, might be a more terrifying big shot.

The etiquette must be done well, and the ostentation must also be sufficient... When you are in the vicinity, you must give your disciples a good command.

The "big man" Jian Baisan just found out that the window of this small inn was broken, leaking rain, so he tore off a piece of clothes with pain, and just plugged it up.

(End of this chapter)