After Mr. Hu said goodbye, he quickly walked towards the fourth floor of Linlang Pavilion. When he came to the door, he found that the door was closed and two guards were guarding him.

The room of the Pavilion Master is usually open. In this case, it should be that there is a distinguished guest, which is not convenient to disturb him. However, the matter is urgent at this time. If it is reported to Linlang Pavilion, it cannot even identify a pill, which is very unfavorable to Linlang Pavilion's reputation.

"Two brothers, if I want to join the Pavilion Master, can I inform you?" Mr. Hu said in a deep voice.

The guards guarding outside the door naturally recognized Mr. Hu, but at this time the Pavilion Master had told me that I could not disturb you. I was a little embarrassed and said, "Old Hu, the Pavilion Master had told me that I could not disturb you when I saw a distinguished guest."

As expected, Mr. Hu was a little disappointed, and then he remembered Xiao Chen's impatient look. If he had to wait a little longer, he might have left. He immediately said anxiously: "I do have a very important thing to find Mr. Gong. I would like to ask the two little brothers to help me. If something happens, I will take it all."

The guards guarding outside the gate were in a dilemma. The status of the treasure appraiser in Linlang Pavilion is extremely high. Even the master of the pavilion respects these treasure appraisers very much. The status of the two little guards is far from that of Mr. Hu. If there is really something big, he might be implicated. However, the master of the pavilion did give special explanations in advance and cannot be disturbed by anyone.

Seeing that the two of them were still hesitant, Mr. Hu felt ruthless and said coldly: "This matter is of great importance. If you two miss the big thing, don't blame me to remind you."

After hearing this, the two guards finally chose to compromise and let Mr. Hu in, "Old Hu, we have to say this in front. When the Pavilion Master blames you, you have to bear it."

Mr. Hu nodded and immediately walked in impatiently.

The pavilion master in the reception room seemed in a good mood. He smiled at the woman in men's clothing in front of him and said, "Feixue, you have been here for several days. Today I remembered that Uncle Cai Nangong was sitting here, but it shouldn't be."

Feng Feixue, who was wearing men's clothing and was as clear as jade, smiled gently and said, "Uncle Yan, am I here?"

He pointed to the tea on the table and said, "I know you like this Junshan Yinzhen Tea. I swept half of the inventory of the Imperial Capital Wenxuan Tea House to bring you."

Nangong Yan laughed when he heard this, obviously he didn't care at all. Feng Feixue had just come to see him a few days later and said, "I haven't seen you for six years. Now I'm so immersed. Those young men from the imperial capital are surrounding you a lot."

Feng Feixue's face turned slightly red when she heard this, and she smiled and said, "Uncle Yan, don't make fun of Feixue."

Nangong Yan seemed to remember something and suddenly said, "I forgot that you girl has a marriage contract. I don't know what kind of character is like in the Bai family. I will help you see if you have time. If it doesn't work, I will help you destroy this marriage contract."

A trace of warmth flowed through Feng Feixue's heart. He believed that as long as the old man in front of him could speak, he would definitely be able to do it. The old man always regarded himself as a granddaughter.

At this moment, Mr. Hu's footsteps came, and Nangong Yan's face changed, and he felt a little annoyed. He had already told him not to let outsiders come in, so why would anyone dare to disturb him?

Mr. Hu looked at the atmosphere in the hall and looked at Nan Gong Yan's expression again, knowing that he was waiting for his explanation. If there was no appropriate explanation, he might be in trouble.

After all, the Pavilion Master in front of me is too unusual compared to other Pavilion Masters, so I don’t have to care about any rules at all.

After saluting, Mr. Hu said apologetically: "Master, I'm sorry, this is related to the reputation of Linlang Pavilion, so I have to disturb you, Mr. Master..."

After looking at Feng Feixue next to her, Mr. Hu didn't say anything further.

Nangong Yan understood what he meant and said, "Tell me, there are no outsiders here."

Mr. Hu nodded, took out a jade bottle containing a fasting pill, and handed it to Nangong Yan and said, "Today, a mysterious alchemist came. He took a pill to shoot. I can't tell what level this pill is."

Nangong Yan was shocked when he took the jade bottle. Mr. Hu was still clear about the level of identification of elixirs. When it comes to theoretical knowledge, he was no less than himself. There were elixirs that he could not even identify.

What kind of pill is this?

He gently poured out the fasting pill and took it to his eyes and looked carefully. The fragrance of the elixir in front of him was poured into Nangong Yan's nose. The fragrant elixir, Nangong Yan praised in his heart.

In the boundless spiritual world in his mind, a green spirit core kept rotating, and endless green ripples appeared in the entire spiritual space.

Several green energy lines that were invisible to the naked eye shot out from Nangong Yan's mind and entered the interior of the fasting pill.

In an instant, Nangong Yan entered the spiritual sense inside the pill, and pieces of mist appeared, blocking all his sights, and the mist in the space became heavier and heavier.

Nangong Yan was shocked. He had never encountered such a situation before. If he didn't withdraw, he might not be able to get out.

With lingering fear, he withdrew his spiritual sense. Looking at the markings and luster on the pills, Nangong Yan's expression became more and more serious. He was one of the people standing at the top of the peak of the refining of medicine in the Qin Dynasty. Just a glance at any pill in his hands can roughly see the water quality and refining method of the alchemist.

But the pill in front of him can actually prevent his spiritual sense from entering the core of the pill. He can be sure that the refining method used by the alchemist is definitely not the mainstream refining method on the continent at present. It is very likely that it is the ancient refining technology that has long been lost.

Thinking of this, Nangong Yan's mood became hot. He had been at the peak of a seventh-grade alchemist for many years and had been lacking the opportunity to be promoted. This time might be an opportunity.

Outsiders only know that the seventh grade alchemist is the top level, but he himself knows that the seventh grade alchemist is definitely not the top of the alchemist. He has seen the alchemist at that level with his own eyes.

The gap between the two can be said to be a world of difference, and it is no exaggeration.

"That person said that this is not a pill." Nangong Yan calmed down and said.

Looking at Nangong Yan's tone, Mr. Hu finally let go of his heart. This pill is indeed worth disturbing the Pavilion Master. He nodded and said, "He said it is a fasting pill. He doesn't have to eat within half a month after taking it. I have never heard of such pills, so I don't know how to price it for a while."
Chapter completed!