Amid the surprised gazes of all those setting up stalls, a young man slowly walked into the central square.
The young man was wearing a black robe, with a silver star on the three-leaf collar embroidered on one side of the chest, and a three-leaf green spiritual grass on the other side. He was holding a folding fan in his hand. There was a landscape painting on the fan. The fan exuded a powerful aura and turned out to be a fan-shaped magic weapon.
With a sincere smile on his face, everyone who sees him feels like a spring breeze.
"I, Bai Xiaotian, am the vice president of the Alchemist Guild of Jiuwu Principality. I was traveling here today and happened to hear my senior say that he wanted to purchase prescriptions."
"Unfortunately, I feel that I am about to break through to the fourth level of alchemist. I want to buy a few prescriptions to practice my skills. Maybe the chance of breaking through to the fourth level of alchemist lies in these few prescriptions."
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar. Everyone was shocked that this young man dared to take food from Zhao Yi's medicine tiger, and they were also shocked that such a young man had reached the third level of alchemist.
And as he said, even becoming a fourth-level alchemist is not far away. He is truly a young hero.
Zhao Yiyao's face turned extremely ugly when he heard that, and he was extremely angry in his heart, but he was still extremely polite: "Since you are a distinguished guest from the Jiuwu Principality, I should also act as a landlord. I wonder how many prescriptions you want? "
Bai Xiaotian waved his folding fan, which looked even more dusty in this snowy weather. He raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Everyone!"
Zhao Yiyao was not angry but smiled. His white hair was flying in the wind, and his voice was like a bell: "You are not old, but your tone is as loud as heaven."
"How many young men at your age who have entered the third level of alchemy have never been able to enter the fourth level in their lifetime. But when they come to your mouth, they are just like picking things up."
The folding fan was put away instantly, and his eyes were fixed on Zhao Yiyao: "You don't have to worry about it now. It doesn't matter whether I can break through the fourth level, but I need to get these prescriptions in the near future."
Then he looked at the six old men on the test stand and said, "Seniors, I'll pay twice the price that Senior Zhao Yiyao just negotiated with you to buy your prescriptions. Can I part with it?"
The six old men looked at me and I looked at you, with some hesitation in their hearts. As people from the Fenghuo Principality, they should sell the prescription to Zhao Yi Yao, but the price offered by this young man was too attractive.
While they were hesitating, Bai Xiaotian immediately continued: "If twice the price is not enough, I am willing to promise that as soon as I become a fourth-level alchemist, I will refine a fourth-level medicine for my seniors for free!"
The entire audience was silent as soon as these words came out. A fourth-level alchemist could not do it just because he had money. This young man actually boasted so much in exchange for a prescription.
You must know that in many cases, the payment required for a pharmacist to refine a potion is equivalent to a prescription.
Before Zhao Yiyao had time to speak, another voice came from afar.
"I didn't expect that the Wind and Fire Principality would be as lively as the rumors. Although our Wuquan Principality does not have a fourth-level alchemist, it does have a lot of fourth-level medicine prescriptions."
"As long as you open your mouth and beg me, I can still get eight out of ten copies for twice the market price."
Zhao Yiyao's face became even more serious, and the young men who came here were really louder than the last.
Behind him, a middle-aged man embroidered with three-leaf green spiritual grass asked: "What's wrong with you, baby? You have such a big tone, do you think that the fourth-level prescription is just a cabbage on the street? You can read it out of ten."
The young man who approached was very unruly, followed by two middle-aged men who looked like guards. Except for Zhao Yiyao, there was no one else in his eyes: "Naochao, how can people like you know my identity!"
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Immediately, the middle-aged man behind the young man had his right hand on the handle of the knife, as if he would draw the knife if he disagreed.
Bai Xiaotian turned around with interest and looked at the young man who had just appeared with a playful smile. He had no idea where this man's confidence came from.
The young man looked at Bai Xiaotian with a look of disdain on his face, his mouth slightly opened but he didn't make a sound, but anyone could tell that the two words he said were "garbage"!
This made Bai Xiaotian extremely angry, and a huge amount of magic power suddenly condensed on his body, and the power of purple thunder and lightning flashed on his body.
As he whispered "Thunder and Lightning Technique", a purple beam of light fell from the sky and hit the unruly young man. It was obvious that Bai Xiaotian was just testing the first-level lightning technique and did not want to completely break his face.
The young man did not move. Behind him, the middle-aged man who put his hand on the handle of the knife took a step forward.
Before the sword was unsheathed, he saw that he had returned to the original place. The sword was still in the sheath, but the lightning pillar in his eyes had dissipated without leaving any trace.
The young man couldn't help but sarcastically said: "He is indeed rubbish."
Just as Bai Xiaotian was about to continue taking action, Zhao Yiyao said: "Everyone who comes from afar is a guest. Everyone takes what they need. Buying and selling all depends on sight, so there is no need to fight with weapons."
Bai Xiaotian didn't take Zhao Yiyao's words to heart at all. The magic power in his body surged and he chanted: "Second Level Lightning Running Technique".
Countless thunder lights intertwined in the air, like rolling waves, rushing towards the three young men.
Just when everyone thought that the two people behind the young man were going to stop the Thunderbolt Technique again, a long sword suddenly appeared in the young man's hand, and sword energy suddenly appeared.
The thunder running technique, which was as powerful as rolling waves in front of him, was split into two by the sword energy, and then dissipated invisible.
Then the sword disappeared from his hand. The young man held his belly with his left hand and pointed at Bai Xiaotian with his right hand. He laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist.
"Hahahaha, rubbish is rubbish, but you still have the nerve to come out and embarrass yourself."
"Magician? Third-level alchemist?"
"Count a ball."
Zhao Yiyao had a strange expression on his face. He looked at the two teenagers who appeared one after another. He couldn't understand why the two started fighting. Aren't they here to cause trouble for him?
When Bai Xiaotian saw that his thunder running skill was wiped out with a sword, he felt a little ominous in his heart, and he no longer had the same cool demeanor as before.
For a time, I could neither go nor stay.
Fortunately, Zhao Yiyao spoke again with a loud and majestic voice, and at the same time he also relieved Bai Xiaosheng: "If you two want to take action again, it will be treated as if you ignore the national prestige of the Fenghuo Principality."
"If we really get to this point, don't blame me for bullying others by relying on our country's power."
Bai Xiaosheng took advantage of the situation and stepped aside. In the final analysis, strength speaks for itself in this world. Although he is a third-level alchemist, he will not care about his identity when he encounters those unreasonable and strange people.
This was the reason why Zhao Yiyao left room for him to talk to him, but the young man didn't take him seriously at all.
There are countless third-level alchemists like crucian carp crossing the river, but there is only one fourth-level alchemist on the stage. Only when you step into the fourth-level alchemist can you get the respect of those top people.
And the young man in front of him is really powerful!
Bai Xiaosheng thought silently and never said a word.
The young man turned back to Zhao Yiyao and saluted with his fists: "Senior, please forgive me, I couldn't help but want to make fun of a clown when I saw him."
Zhao Yiyao was a little confused when he saw the sudden change in the young man's attitude, so he could only wave his hand to show that nothing happened.
But Bai Xiaotian on the side couldn't hold it in any longer. He snorted coldly and waved his folding fan suddenly, creating a thunder pillar.
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It fell at his feet, making a small crater, and then left without looking back.
The young man saw Bai Xiaotian leaving with amusement in his eyes. Although he acted extremely naughty and looked down on the young man.
But I still admire his forbearance and talent in refining medicine. It's a pity that time waits for no one. If you don't really make further progress, you will never be able to go further.
Not to mention a fourth-level alchemist! But he can only show his prestige in several countries around here.
"Senior, that clown is gone. Why don't you finish what you are doing first and then we can talk."
Only then did Zhao Yiyao react and complete the transactions with the six old men one by one.
These old men couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. Only the senior in front of them, who is the president of the Alchemist Guild, would tolerate an unreasonable but talented junior like Bai Xiaotian.
Only the fourth-level alchemist in front of him can gain the respect of those with respected status.
Yiran stood in the corner and watched the twists and turns, and felt very wonderful.
Especially when a long sword appeared in the young man's hand and split the thunder, I almost thought he was a man with good swordsmanship.
However, the long sword retracted as soon as it appeared. The young man hid his sword-wielding right hand behind his back, still trembling slightly. Only then did he realize that it was the sword that was stronger, not the person.
That long sword has probably reached the spiritual level! That is, weapons of level four or above.
Thinking of this, I still felt a little sad for my peach wood sword, and then I realized that according to Daozang, I should be able to refine magic weapons after stepping into the golden elixir!
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little longing in my heart. I penetrated the space ring with my mental power and looked at the wooden sword that was broken into two parts. I looked forward to the moment when I would refine the wooden sword into a magic weapon.
Watching Zhao Yiyao chatting happily with the young man on the testing platform, Yiran left on his own.
Now that Zhao Yiyao got the prescription he wanted, there was no need for him to be a good person, and the content of their conversation had nothing to do with him.
Walking through the busy city, looking at the people still coming and going on the streets as night fell, Yiran thought it was time to go home for dinner.
After more than ten days of renovations in the palace, the potholes have been completely buried and the collapsed palace walls have long been repaired.
In a palace, several gray-haired old men gathered together and were discussing something heatedly.
"Li Qi, you said that guy Yiran has reached the level of Wuzong when he comes back this time? Are you kidding? When have you ever seen a twenty-year-old Wuzong!"
Li Qi blushed and retorted: "If you can't do it yourself, don't think that others can't do it. If you don't believe me, ask Dean Song Wuzun! On the day Yi Ran returned, he killed the peak martial artist with one sword."
"And on the day of the Jedi Movement, he went deep into the pit alone. Although he didn't know what happened, isn't being able to survive enough to show his strength?"
Looking at the two old men with red faces arguing in the palace, Tang Yu, who was sitting above him, gently knocked on the table to signal them to calm down.
Looking at Li Ji who was sitting next to him, he said softly: "There are two things today. The first thing is that Dean Li checked the treasury the day before yesterday and found that the mental method left by Yi Ran was missing."
"The second thing is that Senior Tang Ling was able to withstand the attack of the half-step spiritual stone man when he first appeared during the mutation. He was mentally exhausted and seriously injured."
"The injury can be cured, but it is difficult to recover from a near-mental breakdown caused by mental exhaustion. The third-level spirit-restoring liquid is difficult to have any effect, and the fourth-level spiritual-restoring liquid is difficult to find in the country."
"I only hope that Senior Zhao Yiyao can find the fourth-level prescription and successfully refine it."
(End of chapter)
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