Even if there are some masters who refine the elixirs with elixir patterns, it will only be one elixir pattern at most. Such elixirs will be robbed by the world.
Immediately, seeing that there was still time, Long Yu continued to refine the next furnace.
The elixirs he refines are all made from the cheapest and low-grade medicinal materials, and the elixirs he refines are almost always of high quality.
Long Yu was sweating profusely, maybe it was too hot, so he took off his coat.
After a lot of trouble, the elixir was almost exhausted.
There were several pills left that he wanted to refine, but it seemed that the materials were not enough. He shook his head helplessly, looking a little decadent.
"Well, it's almost time."
Long Yu refined several furnaces in succession, and then realized that the lease time was almost up, so he stopped.
He hurriedly picked up his clothes and put them on after two or three times.
A pill quietly fell to the ground. Long Yu didn't notice it and turned around to leave.
Not long after he left, an old man with a beard hurriedly opened the door of the alchemy room, his eyes wide open and he was panting.
Immediately behind him came the beautiful woman who had previously received Long Yu, with a frightened expression on her face and her whole body trembling.
The old man watched for a few seconds and was relieved when he saw that the alchemy furnace and other facilities were not damaged.
He said angrily:
"Pang Xiaomin, you damn girl, how dare you let those young playboys in. If something gets damaged, can you afford to take it with you?"
Generally speaking, those young medicine boys can only be rented to ordinary alchemy rooms. Even if they are damaged, there will not be much loss.
And Long Yu entered a high-level alchemy room with an alchemy furnace made of gold, so of course he was worried.
Pang Xiaomin was like a frightened deer, trembling:
"I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. Please don't drive me away, Butler Wan..."
Kneel on the ground and cry and beg.
"Throw her out. She will never be allowed to enter Dingtian Pavilion."
Wan Chaohai shouted angrily.
Two servants lifted Pang Xiaomin up and dragged her out. No matter how much she begged, it was of no avail.
At this time, Wan Chaohai was still worried.
I walked around the alchemy furnace and looked carefully to see if there was any minor damage.
After some research, I finally found no damage. Huh~ I took a long breath and felt like I was released from sin.
While he was circling, his nose moved.
As if he smelled something, he searched for the smell carefully and went away.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the smell was coming from a pill on the ground.
I saw a pill on the ground, reached out to pick it up, and sniffed it.
He immediately showed a surprised expression and said to himself:
"This is...a top-grade second-order body tempering pill?"
He hurriedly ran outside, opened the door with a bang, and said loudly:
"Quick! Go and get Pang Xiaomin back for me!"
Hearing this, the two deacons hurried out and said as they walked:
"Master Wan is so anxious, the alchemy room must be damaged."
Someone next to me said:
"This damn woman is really ungrateful. She used to be extremely arrogant. I asked her to admire the moon several times but refused to give her face. Now I won't catch her and teach her a lesson."
In a room on the high floor of Dingtian Pavilion.
An old man with gray hair and a green beard was sitting on an armchair.
He was grinning, as if he was in pain. He put his feet on the table and dug at his feet with his fingers.
Huh!
His feet looked as if they had not been washed for eight hundred years, and it was hard to bear to look at them.
"Hehehe..."
He picked some pickles with his fingers and smiled happily, as if this was his pleasure.
After a while, the dirt was crumpled into a small ball on his fingertips.
"Bang!"
There was a sound of the door being kicked open, and the old man almost fell to the ground. He was furious:
"Didn't you tell me to knock on the door when entering my room?!"
"Well……"
Butler Fang opened the door and saw Yang Changming, holding his foot with one hand, and rubbing the smelly foot with his index finger and fingers on the other hand.
"ah?"
Yang Changming suddenly felt embarrassed.
He hurriedly stretched his hand under the desk and dug the pickled things under the table.
Yang Changming waved his sleeves and held Fuchen in his hand, looking like an immortal.
Then, he was annoyed and snorted coldly, as if he hated iron.
"What's the decency to do in such a hurry? It's beneath your dignity."
Butler Wan was stunned for a moment. He seemed to have seen this habit of Master Yang before. He was not too surprised. Instead, he stammered quickly and said:
"Yang... Master Yang, how about you take a look at this pill?"
Yang Changming had a disdainful expression on his face, with a look of disdain in his eyes, and he snorted coldly:
"With your poor talent for holding water, you will be surprised at how many decent elixirs you can refine every day."
"No... I didn't refine this. You should take a look first before talking."
Yang Changming looked coldly and took over with a look of disdain.
This steward Wan can be regarded as his half-disciple, and he still needs to give careful guidance, he said in his heart.
hiss!
Taking a closer look, Yang Changming's pupils shrank and he took a breath of air.
After looking at it for a while, his eyes suddenly widened and he was amazed:
"This... actually has elixir patterns on it? Huh? Could it be the legendary top quality!"
He couldn't believe the truth, but he was reluctant to swallow this pill directly.
Then, he stretched out the finger that was picking at his feet and scraped a little bit off the outside of the elixir with his nails.
Butler Wan immediately twitched the corner of his mouth and thought to himself: Could he be putting his finger into his mouth to taste it? !
ah? ! …
I saw Master Yang actually reaching out and sucking into his mouth without any sense of disobedience...
Housekeeper Wan in front of him suddenly opened his mouth wide, as if his face was paralyzed, and he pulled the corners of his mouth, looking disgusted.
Yang Changming felt it for a moment with an expression of enjoyment.
Phew~! Throw away the dust with excitement.
He grabbed Butler Wan's chest with both hands, led him up, and screamed:
"Oh my god! It's really the best elixir. Where did you get this medicine?"
Butler Wan "fluttered" in the air, the corners of his mouth twitching.
Cursing secretly, you are the one who was shocked, why are you educating me? !
…
In the hall
Pang Xiaomin was caught by the deacon.
At this time, her nose was bruised, her face was swollen, her body was covered in injuries, and she looked decadent.
"Ah, look, Master Yang is here. I'm afraid this woman is dead this time."
The servant on the side said, and then quickly got out of the way.
"Yes, even Master Yang is so excited. She must have gotten into big trouble this time."
Yang Changming was short and came at a trot, and Master Wan followed quickly.
He came to Pang Xiaomin in a few steps, grabbed her shoulders with both hands, shook her excitedly and asked:
"Tell me quickly, the information about that girl!"
Pang Xiaomin was silent, her hair was messy, and she had an expression of despair.
Seeing her like this, Butler Wan didn't bother to ask more questions, and hurriedly ran to the front desk, quickly searching through the level sheets as if they were being thrown away.
"Steward Wan, don't worry, this is Pang Xiaomin's registration book. Are you looking for this?"
The man who had hit Pang Xiaomin before handed over the book with a smile.
Seeing this, Butler Wan hurriedly picked up the notes and opened them for review.
It just says:
"Long Xiaoyu, gender/female, age/thirteen, identity/drug boy..."
The rest...are left unfilled.
Yang Changming also saw it, and suddenly became anxious and asked:
"Do you know this person's address and other information?"
Pang Xiaomin had an expressionless face and shook his head, looking helpless.
"Who injured her?"
Yang Changming asked.
The two deacons came out happily, hunched over, rubbing their hands, and said proudly:
"Master Wan, it was the two of us who taught her a lesson for you."
Thinking that there must be a reward now, they were secretly happy. If there weren't too many people, they might jump up happily.
"Snapped!"
Unexpectedly, with a snap, Yang Changming slapped the two of them away.
"Asshole, who told you to hit her?!"
The two looked confused.
Covering his face, he was stunned for a long time.
Only then did he hesitate to explain the whole story.
They thought Pang Xiaomin had caused a big trouble, so they took action.
The person who was even more confused was Pang Xiaomin. She couldn't figure out why Master Yang hit the deacon? !
