Despite what the dead elder said, he knew that it was not that difficult to get his precious apprentice to stay.
The hole dug by Blood Devouring World is too big!
Especially the two Langyin Tokens were stolen by him.
The existence of the Blood brothers and sisters is like two thorns in the side, which makes many people feel uncomfortable.
It is true that Xue Wuyou is a genius, but what Lang Yinyuan lacks most is genius.
Besides, are geniuses destined to go far?
not necessarily!
Many people with outstanding qualifications end up disappearing from the crowd.
Although he was worried in his heart, he said on his face:
"Disciple, leave your stay on the island to me!
To take a step back, it doesn't matter even if the seven peak masters disagree. From now on, you will enter the island once every three months and stay for three months at a time.
I spend half of the year on the island. "
Feng Xi: "..."
Who said that the dead elder is a deadbeat?
This is so vivid!
She smiled and said:
"Master, we shouldn't rush into this matter. There are still two months left anyway, so you don't have to go to the seven peak masters for the time being.
In addition, it is not appropriate to make public the fact that I worship you as my teacher for the time being, lest anyone interfere with it. "
The dead elder agreed wholeheartedly.
His master-disciple filter on Feng Xi is at least ten feet thick now. Let alone this matter, even if Feng Xi says she wants to eat purple-finned arowana, he can personally jump into the lake and fish one for her!
The master and apprentice chatted for a few more words, and Elder Death continued to teach Feng Xi alchemy.
Feng Xi was afraid of scaring him, so she still poured some water.
For example, she actually knows all the elixirs taught by the Dead Elders, but every time she tries to find a way to make one pot useless before the second pot succeeds.
Even so, the dead elder was so happy that he couldn't even find Bei!
If someone is like this, what else can I ask for? !
After teaching a few pill recipes, Elder Death was afraid that he would tire his precious apprentice, so he asked Feng Xi to go back and rest.
Before leaving, he also gave Feng Xi one million magic crystals.
Originally, she wanted to give 100 million, but Feng Xi was embarrassed to ask for it.
After refusing for a long time, and seeing that the elder had to give it to him, he accepted one million magic crystals.
After Feng Xi left, the dead elder paced back and forth in the room excitedly.
My precious disciple is not allowed to tell, but he won’t tell anyone. What’s the difference between this and a night walk in brocade clothes? !
By the way, I can talk to Lao Zui. After all, he treats Xiao Wuyou well, so it doesn't matter if he knows.
Besides, they are both alchemists, so he understands me better.
Thinking of this, Elder Dead hurriedly came to find Elder Zui.
Elder Zui was reading in the study. Because the door was open, he looked up and saw Elder Dead running in.
Elder Zui: "..."
Could it be that this old guy tasted some poison pill again and was poisoned? !
After the dead elder came in, he laughed first.
The drunken elder's hair went upright with laughter.
"Old Zui, I have taken on a disciple."
Elder Zui measured his mental state and felt that he was probably talking nonsense. However, he didn't know what kind of poison pill the other party had taken at the moment, so he followed suit and said:
"Really? Which direct disciple is he?"
The dead elder curled his lips:
"Of all the direct descendants, which one is worthy of my acceptance?!
I have accepted Xiao Wuyou as my disciple!
And he is a closed disciple!
From now on, I will not accept other apprentices. "
After hearing this, Elder Zui felt more and more that he was talking crazy.
Xue Wuyou was good at burning fire, but being able to burn fire and being able to make elixirs were two different things.
Not to mention, she is destined not to stay in Langyinyuan, only a madman would accept her as his apprentice!
At this time, the dead elder handed him five porcelain bottles and motioned for him to open them and take a look.
After Elder Zui opened it, he found that it contained some low-level elixirs, but they were all high-grade elixirs.
He was a little confused. For him and Elder Death, refining these elixirs was so easy. What was there to see?
The dead elder clasped his hands behind his back, raised his head, and said proudly:
"This is all refined by my precious disciple!
Only one batch of each type of elixir was exhausted, and the second batch had a 100% success rate, and all of them were top-grade.
Just tell me, is it worth it for me as a disciple? ! "
Elder Zui thought he was talking crazy.
Are you kidding me? !
Even if Xue Wuyou, the troublemaker Grandpa Xue Shihuan, can't do it, can she do it? !
Seeing that he didn't believe it, the dead elder explained the whole process with great joy.
Unfortunately, Elder Zui still didn't believe it, and took the opportunity to check Elder Death's pulse, for fear that he would become more poisoned.
The dead elder flicked his sleeves: "You don't believe it, do you? My good disciple is too tired today. You can find out when you go to my alchemy room tomorrow morning!"
The dead elder left angrily.
If you don’t show off well, don’t mention the frustration you feel in your heart!
Elder Zui shook his head. Although he did not detect the pulse of Elder Dead being poisoned, he still felt that he was talking crazy.
On the other side, Feng Xi was not tired at all. Not to mention those few furnaces of pills, it would be no problem to refine another hundred and eighty furnaces.
Seeing that it was still early, she wandered over to the Weapon Refining Pavilion at Tianquan Peak.
Not everyone can enter the Weapon Refining Pavilion, so Feng Xi asked to find Tao Shuanglin.
Tao Shuanglin's master, Elder Shang, is the elder of the Weapon Refining Pavilion, so Tao Shuanglin spends most of his time in the Weapon Refining Pavilion.
After Tao Shuanglin received the message, he almost thought he had heard it wrong.
What the hell?
Xue Wuyou came to find him?
She offended herself like that yesterday, how dare she take the initiative to come to him?
It doesn't matter if he comes, he just needs to be angry.
Thinking of this, Tao Shuanglin gritted his teeth and arrived at the gate of the Refining Pavilion.
[The next chapter will be around six o'clock]
