Yao Lao was so excited that he ran away, forgetting about Ye Ji and the elixir she had refined.
Ye Ji stared at Yao Lao who was running out like a gust of wind. She was stunned for a long time and then pointed at herself: "Ghost-faced King of Hell? Isn't that me?"
Just when Ye Ji was about to follow the direction the two left to find the exit, she saw a familiar figure walking towards this side.
When she saw that person's face, Ye Ji's pupils shrank suddenly and her heart beat like a drum!
The saint came with two maids. She shouted a few times. Seeing that there was no movement in the wooden house, the three of them strode in.
They seemed to feel that no one was in the house, and they became unscrupulous in talking.
"Lord Saint, it seems that Yao Lao is not in the house." A maid said.
"It would be better not to be there." A sneer appeared on the corner of the saint's lips, and her voice was cold: "The Great Elder speculated that the direction Ye Ji fell to was east, and it was probably near here."
"You two go and search carefully, and you must find her before Emperor Zun!"
"Once you find any trace of Ye Ji, shoot to death!"
"Yes!" The two maids responded in unison, then quickly spread out and began to search carefully.
Ye Ji's heart tightened when she heard this. She never thought that she would be targeted less than a day after she fell.
But the saint walked into the house with a smile and put the things she brought on the table in the wooden house.
However, just as the saint turned around and was about to leave, the scent of medicine in the wooden house attracted her attention.
She paused for a moment, then curiously walked towards the alchemy furnace in the house.
Seeing the elixirs placed in the elixir furnace, a flash of joy flashed in the saint's eyes.
She stretched out her hand, carefully took out the elixir from the elixir furnace, put it in the palm of her hand and looked at it carefully. From time to time, she exclaimed: "As expected of the elixir refined by Yao Lao, the purity is so high."
Both in terms of purity and elixir formation rate, they are all top-notch.
This also made the saint girl more determined to worship Yao Lao as her teacher.
The saint was about to leave, but when she turned around, her eyes swept around every corner of the room intentionally or unintentionally.
"If I remember correctly, the direction where Ye Ji fell is the east?" The saint looked at every corner of the house leisurely.
Yaolao's Baicao Garden happened to be in the east of the spiritual world.
If it weren't for the barrier in Yaolao's Baicao Garden, she would have suspected that Ye Ji had fallen into Yaolao's Baicao Garden.
The saint shook her head, getting rid of this unrealistic idea, and then walked out of the cabin with a smile.
As the saint left, Ye Ji breathed a sigh of relief.
She struggled to get out of her hiding place, feeling almost soaked all over.
They say the road between enemies is narrow, but she never expected it to be this narrow.
Just when Ye Ji was about to leave here, the saint's laughter came from not far away: "Yao Lao? You are finally back. I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Yeji's scalp tightened, she cursed secretly, and then hid back in her hiding place.
As the wooden door was pushed open, the conversation between the saint, Yao Lao and others clearly reached Ye Ji's ears.
"Yao Lao, didn't you say you wanted a Ten Thousand Years Snow Lotus last time? I happened to find one this time, so I brought it to you." The saint said, handing the medicine basket she brought to Yao Lao. Come forward.
Yao Lao took the Ten Thousand Years Snow Lotus and smiled reluctantly: "The Holy Maiden of Work."
"What are you saying, Yao Lao? It's my honor to serve Yao Lao." The saint said in a flattering tone.
It can be seen that Yaolao got the Ten Thousand Years Snow Lotus, but he didn't show any gratitude to her, which made the saint a little confused.
"Yao Lao, I see you have a frown on your face, but what's on your mind?" the saint asked pretending to be concerned.
After hearing this, the waiter sighed and said, "It's not because of Yao Lao's mental illness."
"You also know that Yao Lao has always felt guilty for not being able to detoxify Lord Emperor."
"No, it's not easy to find a ghost-faced King of Hell who can detoxify Lord Emperor Zun's strange poison. Yao Lao also wanted to become a disciple in person and ask her for advice on how to detoxify. Unexpectedly, the person disappeared."
That ghost-faced King of Hell is just a mortal. If a mortal falls from a high altitude, there is no chance of survival. He may have turned into a puddle of flesh.
Can Yao Lao be happy when he thinks that his idol has turned from a living person into a piece of meat?
The mystery that has troubled my heart for thousands of years is about to be solved. Who would have thought that an accident would happen at this time?
Yao Lao always cherishes his talents, but now he hears that the idol he has always worshiped and admired fell to death in the spirit world, and he will inevitably feel a little sad in his heart.
The saint didn't expect that Yao Lao was in a bad mood because of Ye Ji. For a moment, the smile on his face could hardly be maintained.
"That ghost-faced King of Hell doesn't have much ability, it was just a mistake." The saint said with a strong smile.
Yao Lao heard this, but he didn't take it seriously: "No matter what abilities she has, if she can detoxify the poison that I can't detoxify, it means that her strength is superior to mine."
"With her guidance, maybe I can make a breakthrough." Yao Lao sighed with regret.
He has been immersed in alchemy for thousands of years, and there is no medicinal material that he does not know.
But despite this, he still failed to cure Lord Emperor's poison.
But the ghost-faced King of Hell in the Fantasy Continent did it. He was really curious and really wanted to ask without shame how the other party did it.
Now, there is no chance anymore!
"Yao Lao's words are serious. You are the leading alchemist in our spiritual world. The ghost-faced King of Hell is just a mere mortal. How can he be compared with you?"
"The matter of apprenticeship is even more nonsense." The saint said lightly, trying to pass the topic away.
Yao Lao glanced at her with a bit of disgust in his eyes: "At least she can cure strange poisons!"
"Besides, Jun Wuxi, can I, Yao Lao, be the kind of person who doesn't keep his word?" Yao Lao said in a decisive tone.
In the eyes of others, he worshiped the Ghost-faced King of Hell as his teacher, and it was the Ghost-faced King of Hell who made a lot of money.
But in his opinion, everyone has his own ambitions, and sometimes, mortals are not necessarily useless.
These people from the spirit world are really too arrogant. They always feel that they are superior to others because they are from the spirit world. Little do they know that there are talented people in the country, and there are also talented people in the Fantasy Continent.
When the saint heard this, her chest was about to explode with Yao Lao's anger.
She wholeheartedly wanted to become Yao Lao's teacher, but Yao Lao was so good that she only wanted to become Ye Ji's teacher?
how?
Is this trying to force her to become Ye Ji's disciple?
When she thought of this, the saint's whole body felt bad.
Speaking of apprenticeship, Yao Lao realized that his good disciple was missing.
"Wait, where is my disciple?" Yao Lao suddenly slapped his head, and his whole body felt bad.
The good disciple's talent is so high, and he is so beautiful and well-behaved. If he loses it like this, he will regret it for the rest of his life and never rest in peace!
