Yi Cheng figured out the origin of this bluestone. Although it was a useless thing, it made Yi Cheng not have to continue to worry about it. Please remember the website address:.

In the next few days, Yi Cheng carefully refined several defensive treasures in the cave, and he was about to prepare for the tribulation soon. At this trade fair, he also collected some good things, so he took the opportunity to prepare well. The bluestone was directly inlaid by Yi Cheng on a pair of inner armor, just protecting the vital points of his dantian.

The half-month period just arrived, and Manager Liu arrived as scheduled and came to inform Yi Cheng that he would go to meet the owner of Wanbao Pavilion. The refining of ten-thousand elixirs will be carried out soon.

Yi Cheng followed Manager Liu to another luxurious cave in the city. A clan cultivator guarding him saw Manager Liu coming. Although he was wondering why Manager Liu brought a clan cultivator with him, he didn't say much.

Walking through pavilions and pavilions, Manager Liu brought Yi Cheng to a living room. At this time, there were already six cultivators there. These people were all cultivating in the fusion stage. When he saw Manager Liu bringing a cliché in, one of the fat, big-eared, white-faced fat man with big ears said with a sneer at Manager Liu, "Old Liu, why did you bring a cliché little guy here? We are looking for a seventh-grade alchemist. Even if you can't find him, don't use such a boy to make up the numbers!"

The fat man with white face made the eyes of the other people gather on Yi Cheng, and the eyes of these people also showed disdain.

"Hmph, Zhu Laoba, you can eat more food, don't talk nonsense. Who said that a clan in the climax must not be a seventh-grade alchemist? I naturally tried my best to handle the things that my boss told me, and how could I find someone to make up for the numbers? If you want to worry, you should worry about yourself. I heard that the restaurant you managed has been in a downturn recently. I don't know if someone is filling his pockets, so the situation will get worse!"

Manager Liu did not allow him at all and retorted at Zhu Laoba. It was obvious that the two of them were not very fond of each other, so they started to squat as soon as they met.

"What did you say? I'm so full of my personal pockets? If you can't come up with evidence today, I'll be fine with you!" Zhu Laoba immediately became anxious when he heard this, rolled up his sleeves and looked like he was trying hard to move forward.[

"Why, I want to fight, I want to accompany you, but this is the home. If you Fatty Zhu has the courage, let's make an appointment and I will accompany you at any time when you go outside the city." Manager Liu was obviously not afraid of Fatty Zhu, and spoke without showing any weakness.

"Whoever is afraid of whom, just fight, I'm still afraid of you being a short guy?" Although Manager Liu's height is normal, he seems to have many disadvantages than the tall and obese Fatty Zhu.

"Hey, you two, are you planning to make trouble at the boss? Why don't you come over and sit down quickly? If the boss is angry, we will all suffer!"

At this time, a gray-haired old man standing next to him advised that although the two of them were quarreling, he was happy to watch the fun, but the place was wrong. When the boss was angry, he would also be affected by the fish disaster.

When Manager Liu and Fatty Zhu heard this, they both glared at each other viciously, and then sat down on both sides in anger.

The storm stopped temporarily, and those people continued their conversation, but no one cared about Yicheng anymore. Yicheng sat quietly beside Manager Liu, closing his eyes to rest.

Less than a quarter of an hour later, more than a dozen monks came intermittently in the living room. Manager Liu did not say hello to others, but others only looked at Yi Cheng a few more times, and no one cared about a monk in the clan stage.

"Senior brother, look at this person. Isn't this arrogant guy we saw a few days ago? Why is he here too!"

Yi Cheng was hiding from Qingjing, but suddenly he heard a voice sounding not far away from him, and the voice seemed to be in his own direction.

After Yi Cheng opened his eyes, he was stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, the person who spoke was the woman who mocked him for overestimating his abilities when he bought a star map in Wanbaolou.

The unpretentious Xiu was still in front of him, but when he heard this, he just glanced at Yi Cheng for a second, walked over and talked to several other alchemists.

Seeing that the senior brother was not interested in this, the woman also made herself bored. She looked at Yi Cheng with some curiosity and disdain, and then followed his senior brother again.

Yi Cheng saw that the two left, so they didn't bother to pay attention to them. They continued to look at their noses, mouths, and hearts, and closed their eyes to rest.

Less than half an hour later, there were more than twenty cultivators here, and the conversations among the crowd became more and more intense. Now more than a dozen alchemists are gathered together, so what they said is naturally inseparable from the alchemy technique.

Although Yi Cheng closed his eyes, the conversation between these people could not escape his ears. From these people's words, Yi Cheng also heard some tricks. Among them, the unpretentious mid-stage fusion monk attracted Yi Cheng's attention. The experience of alchemy mentioned by this person is quite reasonable. Although it is far from what Miller gave to Yi Cheng, it can also be used as a reference.

Just as the few people were talking very well, they interrupted their conversation with a chuckle: "Haha, welcome all colleagues to the humble house. I am late, I hope you will forgive me!"

Yi Cheng immediately opened his eyes. When the master appeared, he naturally could not lose his etiquette. None of the monks in the Tribulation Period could be easy to meet.

"See senior!"

"I've met my boss!"

More than twenty people saluted the monk who walked in.

The man's face was withered and seemed to be about to die, but his aura was as vast as a mountain, which was a little stronger than Elder Qi of Bailing Sect. Obviously, this man had reached the late stage of the tribulation, and it was not long before he could reach the Mahayana stage!

"You don't have to be polite, please sit down! Please come today. The purpose is clearer than everyone. I need five seventh-grade high-level alchemists to help me refine a pill. Now the seventh-grade alchemists in Jintai City are here. I won't say anything extra, because this alchem ​​is extremely important to me, so before refining the alchemist, I hope that all my colleagues can let me see their own abilities and hold a small alchemist competition here.

I need the top five monks to help me refine a seventh-grade 100-grade elixir. After the matter is done, I can refine an eighth-grade elixir for each person. The materials are all prepared by me. At the same time, I can also promise each of you a condition. Of course, as long as it is within my ability, I, Mogo, will not refuse!"

When everyone heard this, everyone's eyes were filled with surprises, and the reward was too generous.

"Thank you, senior, I will do my best!" More than a dozen alchemists bowed and answered, but only a few people thought of me. The rest of them had just heard that they wanted to refine ten pills and come to see them for a long time.

"Okay, fellow practitioners, please come with me and go to the alchemy room to start the competition!" Mo Ge showed a smile on his haggard face, and he led the way ahead.

More than twenty people soon arrived at Moge's alchemy room. The spaciousness here surprised Yi Chengdu. The alchemy room, which is less than a hundred feet in a radius, is full of rare elixirs and materials, and even Yi Chengdu is dazzling.

There are more than a hundred kinds of eight-grade medicinal materials in Chengdu. This Mo Ge is so rich!

However, when Mogo had dozens of shops in Jintai City, Yi Cheng felt relieved. Such a person is a veritable rich man!

It would be great if he could defeat the local tyrants and share the land. However, Yi Cheng's idea was just a fantasy. He doesn't have the courage or the intention now!

Mo Ge was not surprised by the expressions of everyone. He waved his hand and cleared a thirty-foot-sized open space in the alchemy room, and then said to more than a dozen alchemists: "You can choose the types of elixirs you will refine. As long as it is not too perverse, I have the medicinal materials here. You can find a place to start!"

As soon as Mo Ge finished his words, several people stepped forward to take out their own alchemy furnace and prepared to refine the alchemy.

"Senior, I have just entered the seventh grade not long ago. This time I came here just to observe and increase my knowledge and learn from my seniors and fellow practitioners. I won't waste my seniors' materials!"
Chapter completed!