His attainments in elixirs have actually come to an end, and Chang Baicao also knows this in his heart.

In this life, I am afraid that I can only reach the seventh grade alchemist.

Although it is already amazing, for top-notch strong men, seventh-grade alchemists are not enough to make them respect.

Fortunately, he has now found a new goal.

Even if I can't become a peak alchemist, I will let my disciple surpass you!

...

In Yuxu Palace, the bells sounded loudly.

You can see many glorious houses, and white smoke comes from the rich fragrance of elixirs.

From time to time, you can also see some strong people fighting in the clouds.

Entering it, it seems like a painting, like a fairyland on earth!

"The king of the country is here, please wait for the palace master and the elders."

“Hard work.”

Feng Liu bowed slightly, but the other party returned the favor and left.

The mahogany door suddenly opened and the sound rang out at the same time.

"Prince of the State, please come in."

The voice is vicissitudes, with a little irresistible majesty.

Feng Liu smiled indifferently, looked at Chang Baicao, and said, "Senior, let's go."

"Uh... OK!"

After hesitating for a moment, Chang Baicao followed in.

In the main hall, there is a statue in the middle, without facial features, and it is quite simple from top to bottom.

Even, it is carved from ordinary wood.

But it exudes a powerful force, which makes people feel scared.

The faith of Yuxu Palace, the Emperor of Spiritual Medicine!

No one knows its origin or its appearance, so this formless wood carving was carved.

In fact, the secret is the supreme formation that protects this wood carving forever.

There were eight old men with crane hair and a young face sitting on both sides, wearing white long gowns, with nine horizontal lines on their chests, and a cauldron above them.

Eight ninth grade alchemists!

Among the eight of them was a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes sitting upright.

He is said to be a middle-aged man, but in fact he is the lord of the Yuxu Palace, and his age is over 5,000 years old.

Emperor Yuxu, Xu Wuya!

"Prince of the Kingdom, please sit down."

In the blink of an eye, a mahogany seat fell from the sky and landed in the middle.

Feng Liu was not polite and sat down directly.

Chang Baicao naturally stood beside him and looked at everything in front of him calmly.

"This person must be a ghost doctor, Chang Baicao, right?"

"Meet the Palace Master."

Chang Baicao bowed slightly, "The Palace Master can still recognize me, which makes me feel guilty."

"Haha, why are you saying this?"

Xu Wuya smiled, "I heard that five hundred years ago, you once practiced in my Yuxu Palace, but then left without saying goodbye. Is it true?"

“That’s true.”

Xu Wuya glanced at Feng Liu, then smiled and said, "Because I met an acquaintance, I want to communicate with him first. If I neglect the king, please forgive me."

"It's okay, you guys keep going."

Feng Liu didn't care. He also wanted to know what was the reason why the ghost doctor chose to leave.

After all, Yuxu Palace is a sect that countless alchemists want to join.

In this case, as long as you have sufficient standards, you can get considerable treatment.

Logically speaking, with the ability of a ghost doctor, there is really no need to leave.

"this……"

Chang Baicao sighed and bowed: "The past has passed, things have changed, and it is useless to say that these things are not very useful."
Chapter completed!