Tian Buhui stood up, looked at the old man and said, "Of course I am not the only third-grade alchemist in Qianyuan Continent, but even if my fellow Taoist is also a third-grade alchemist, it would be a bit disrespectful to the fellow monks present!"
As soon as he opened his mouth, he took the moral high ground and pulled all the monks to his side.
I just heard from the old man that he was also a third-grade alchemist. Many people present were in awe and did not dare to say anything.
But now after hearing what Tian Buhui said, I thought this is the truth!
What happened to you, a third-grade alchemist?
You can shout at us as you like, you alchemists have a distinguished status, but we are also people who seek to cultivate immortality, don’t we need respect!
Some people think of the bitter past of asking for elixirs, and they try to please the person in every possible way, and in the end they have to offer a large sum of money before the other person reluctantly agrees.
What's more, after refining the rare elixir that he had worked so hard to find, he didn't even say a word of apology. He just said that the alchemist's failure had nothing to do with it, and then sent him away.
Thinking of what happened in the past, many people are filled with indignation.
"Master Tian is right! We also need respect!"
"That's right, that's right! Although the alchemist has a noble status, we can't insult him lightly!"
"If alchemists were as good as Master Tian, our path to immortality would be much smoother!" Someone said with emotion.
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The old man dismissed these people's remarks.
He just said to Tian Buhui: "As an alchemist, you know your identity!"
"You don't need to tell me this! I know who I am!" Tian Buhui said unceremoniously.
"Hmph!" The old man snorted coldly and lectured: "You are a third-grade alchemist at a young age. You should be considered a genius, but you have lost the face of an alchemist by acting like this!"
Tian Buhui thought to himself: "What's wrong with me? Why am I involved in shame? Even if I'm bragging and someone finds out, I don't feel ashamed. How else can I be embarrassed?"
"How did I act?" Although he didn't know what the old man said, it couldn't stop him from arguing with the old man.
The old man snorted again and said: "You ignore your status and mix with low-level monks. Don't you think there is something wrong?"
"I want you to take care of it!" Tian Buhui understood what he said.
This is the Qianyuan Continent's style. Regardless of whether they are high-level immortal cultivators or people with special professions, they always feel that they are superior to others, but he does not take it seriously.
When the old man saw his attitude, he said in a lecturing tone: "Do you know that by acting like this, you will lower the status of the alchemist and have an impact on other alchemists in the long run!"
"What's the point? I think it's normal for everyone to be equal!" Tian Buhui said matter-of-factly.
Everyone present, not only the old man, but also the monk who had just clamored for respect, fell silent.
They only needed the alchemist to show a little respect to them, and they would be satisfied, but they had never thought of treating them as equals.
Many people think that when asking for help from others, you must have a humble attitude. Even if others don't respect you, it's not easy to say anything.
The old man was even more like this. Hearing him say that alchemists should be equal to ordinary cultivators, he suddenly became angry and said: "Do you know how much hardship and price we have to pay to reach the current level as alchemists? You said that everyone is equal." Be light!"
Tian Buhui chuckled lightly and said, "The hard work is paid voluntarily, what does it have to do with others?"
He added: "You are not refining the elixir for free. You are getting paid by others, and you still have to be aloof as if others owe you, right?"
The old man was extremely angry and shouted: "This has always been the case in the world of immortality. Alchemists have a high status! This is true wherever we go!"
"Haha!" Seeing him getting angry, Tian Buhui laughed and said, "That's not true!"
"I think alchemists pay a hard price, and it is indeed difficult to succeed in their studies, but they can also earn high rewards through the alchemist profession!"
"This is not a reason to be superior. Just use money to do things and get ordinary respect. There is no need to be superior to others!"
"Besides, it's a fair deal for everyone. It's good for you and me. Isn't it beautiful?"
He wants to win over the masses again.
When the monks present heard what he said, they felt it made sense, but they felt something was wrong and couldn't say it for a moment.
The old man seemed to have discovered the flaw in his words at this time, and said disdainfully: "In the world of immortality, the strong are the only ones! Why should the superiors care about the feelings of the inferiors? It is simply unnecessary for you to do this!"
He scanned the bottom with disdain and said: "Ask them, who dares to ask the alchemist to treat them equally when asking for elixirs?"
When he saw the people in the auction house, they all bowed their heads and dared not speak.
What Tian Buhui said was reasonable, but what the old man said was a fact in the world of immortality.
What senior cultivators often say is that low-level cultivators are ants.
Do you expect him to treat the ants in your eyes as equals?
It’s simply a fantasy!
The same goes for professionals like alchemists. If you ask others to refine something and you still need to be treated equally, and if they just refuse to refine it for you, what can you do?
But what they thought had nothing to do with Tian Buhui. He came from China, and it was a deep-rooted thought that everyone was equal and that there was no distinction between high and low professions.
Besides, this is not a matter of arguing over who is right or wrong. The two of them are tit for tat and cannot admit defeat.
They argued for a while, but no one could convince anyone.
The old man rolled his sleeves and snorted coldly, leaving behind a sentence, "You can't teach a child!"
Turn around and go back to the private room to sit down.
"Every man is short of resources!" Tian Buhui also sat down and said to Wang Jingshu, "Increase the price!"
"Okay!" Wang Jingshu didn't care what they said, she just felt very comfortable bidding with others.
He quickly said: "Four.6 million!"
Naturally, the old man could not give in. He continued to increase the price as before, which made Wang Jingshu angry.
Until the price increased to 5.8 million, Tian Buhui began to hesitate.
This four-dragon yin-yang double-eaves stove was worth six million in his mind. If the price was higher than this, he would be reluctant to part with the spiritual stone.
Wang Jingshu called out the price again: "Fifty-nine million!"
The old man's immortal voice came slowly after a while: "Six million!"
Wang Jingshu was about to continue shouting, but Tian Buhui reached out to hold her back.
"What?" She turned to look at him, wondering why she wasn't allowed to bid again. Did she not want it anymore?
Tian Buhui said with some regret: "If this continues, I'm afraid the spiritual stones spent will far exceed the value of the alchemy furnace itself!"
"What's wrong?" Wang Jingshu said, "I'm really not willing to give it up to this old man like this!"
"Then what can we do? Do you still want to deliberately increase the price to trick him?"
"Hehe! How do you know I want this?" Wang Jingshu said with a smile.
Tian Buhui said: How do I know? I've seen more!
He educated: "If you succeed in tricking him, he will spend more spiritual stones, but these spiritual stones will not go into our pockets, and they will not benefit us at all!"
"If you offer a high price and he doesn't follow, we will be the ones who get cheated!"
"This alchemy furnace is not necessary at all costs, so if you do this, it will not be good for us. On the contrary, if it is not good, it will bring harm!"
He kept preaching, but Wang Jingshu was not listening at all. Her big eyes were wandering around, thinking of evil ideas.
