"Eighth-level alchemist, Yaochen?"
Meng Jing was stunned when he heard the system sound ringing in his ears.
Didn't fully react.
This eighth-grade alchemist is real or fake.
In the Xuanwu Empire, the status of an eighth-grade alchemist is equivalent to that of a senior member of the empire.
The empire's elders are not the kind of people who can become one if they want to.
In addition to being quite powerful, this empire veteran also has outstanding contributions to the empire.
Moreover, in the Xuanwu Empire, there is currently the position of Imperial Elder.
It is even said that he is among the ranks of eighth-grade alchemists.
From ancient times to the present, there has only been one.
Unfortunately, that one has gone back long ago.
But now, it is incredible that he can summon an eighth-grade alchemist identity.
It’s just that this is Yaochen’s name.
Why does it sound so familiar?
Have you heard this name somewhere?
However, this name does not belong here.
It seems to belong to another place.
But it seems that there is such an eighth-grade alchemist in the Xuanwu Empire?
Logically speaking, any alchemist who reaches the sixth-grade level will be recorded in the Xuanwu Empire.
But this eighth-grade alchemist named Yao Chen has never heard of any.
Moreover, this person is currently in the wilderness, that is, in this beast mountain.
Such a large area is covered with mountains and forests.
The summoned guardian spirit, if there was no big surprise, was attracted from this mountain of beasts.
An eighth-level alchemist died in a barren mountain. It was an unlikely event no matter how you looked at it.
Thinking about it, Meng Jing focused all his attention on Yao Chen.
Yaochen has long flowing hair and white clothes.
It looks quite like an immortal.
"Why don't you surrender to me soon?"
Meng Jing scolded the guardian spirit sharply.
The summoned guardian spirit may not necessarily be able to surrender to its master, so it is necessary to see whether the guardian spirit can obey the order after the master gives it.
If possible, the guardian spirit can sign a contract with its owner.
But if it doesn't work and the contract fails, the guardian spirit will return to where it came from.
After Meng Jing scolded him sternly, the medicine dust floating in the air slowly opened his eyes.
Looking at everything around him in confusion.
The floating body also made some movements.
"Baby, are you talking to me?"
Yaochen asked.
"How come you can speak?"
Seeing Yao Chen speak, Meng Jing was also stunned.
He didn't know whether the summoned guardian spirit could speak.
But, normally speaking, a guardian spirit can be regarded as summoning the long-dead souls. How can it still speak?
Shouldn't we talk?
Listening to Meng Jing's surprised whisper, Yao Chen lowered his head and looked at his soul floating in the air.
Immediately he was also stunned.
The next second, there was a bit of a wry smile on that still young face.
"How long have I been asleep?"
Meng Jing shook his head. He summoned you by himself. How could he know how long you had been sleeping?
Besides, I still have a lot of questions to ask you.
You'd better ask me instead.
You ask me, who should I ask?
Seeing the confused expression on Meng Jing's face, Yao Chen smiled awkwardly again.
"Little baby, I made a mistake. I lived in the Xuan year. What year is it now?"
"Xuannian, are you kidding?"
When Meng Jing heard what Yao Chen said about Xuannian, the confused expression on his face disappeared and suddenly turned into shock.
He looked at the medicine dust floating in the air in great surprise.
I wonder if this guy is joking.
This Xuan Nian is defined based on the name of the Xuanwu Empire.
It was taken when the Xuanwu Empire was established.
Moreover, in the next thousand years, the name of the country will be changed.
According to today's era, it is already the year of martial arts.
In other words, a thousand years have passed.
This guy actually slept for a thousand years?
Moreover, if he hadn't summoned it himself, would this guy have continued to sleep?
"The current national title is Wu Nian!"
After his mood calmed down, Meng Jing also confessed.
"Wu Nian..."
As Yao Chen spoke, he raised his head and looked at the dim sky above his head.
Meng Jing also took a look and didn't expect that he had already wasted so much time.
If one more night passes, the hunting activity in Beast Mountain will be completely over.
"Oh, by the way, old sir, are you willing to surrender to me and choose to be my guardian spirit?"
Meng Jing clasped his fists and said politely.
This family has lived for more than a thousand years. In terms of age, they can be regarded as ancestors.
Such an old gentleman should naturally speak more politely.
What's more, the other party is still an eighth-grade alchemist.
If I had been ruder in my words, I might have made the old guy refuse to agree, so he refused his request.
After hearing Meng Jing's request, the old man slowly lowered his head.
His sharp eyes were staring at Meng Jing.
After looking Meng Jing up and down, he also laughed.
"Little baby, I have been sleeping for a thousand years and am no longer interested in outside things. So it is impossible for me to surrender to your guardian spirit!"
Meng Jing had a dark look on his face.
Did this old man reject him?
He spoke so politely, but he actually refused me, this old guy!
"How about that?"
After complaining in his heart, Meng Jing asked again.
"Why do you want me to be your guardian spirit so much?"
Meng Jing nodded.
This old guy is an eighth-grade alchemist. I won’t go into details about his strength.
Anyway, this old guy has been sleeping for a thousand years, so his strength cannot be that high, right?
It’s not realistic to be as tall as yourself!
Furthermore, it is his identity as an eighth-grade alchemist.
You can ask him to give you some guidance on how to refine the medicine.
You know, the resources he has currently obtained are too few, so Meng Jing is considering refining medicine.
Obtain cultivation resources by refining medicine.
In this case, my strength may be greatly improved.
Moreover, as an alchemist, he is the most popular profession on the mainland.
After becoming an alchemist, there are countless benefits.
When the time comes, will I still be short of things to recycle?
It’s definitely impossible!
"Little doll, why are you smiling so evilly? Are you thinking of something dirty?"
Seeing the smile on Meng Jing's lips, Yao Chen asked.
"..." Meng Jing.
"There is no old gentleman. I hope the old gentleman can tell me how to agree to be my guardian spirit!"
Meng Jing stopped smiling, clasped his fists and said respectfully.
Yao Chen nodded and stroked his beard.
"If you want me to agree to be your guardian spirit, then you have to agree to be able to fight me!"
