"Master Mu Chao, you really seem to have made some mistakes. I am here, not asking you to help refine the pill." Ignoring the sneered young man, Xiao Yang said dumbly.
"Then what do you want to do?" Mu Chao's eyes were slightly cold, and his voice was filled with undisguised disgust.
To Xiao Yang, he has lost all his patience.
"Let's go quickly." Upon seeing this, the young man opened the door and invited Xiao Yang out, acting very rudely.
"Your hands are ready?" Xiao Yang's playful eyes immediately made the young man's face pale.
"If I want to go, I can go by myself." Xiao Yang stood up, patted the clothes stained with white powder, and then turned around. The corners of his mouth were slightly aroused.
"Paraquat can only be used in the upper part. Too many impurities in the lower part will destroy the medicinal properties of the pill. Secondly, the flame control method is improper. During the process of refining the empty soul pill, the flame temperature needs to change three times, otherwise the pill cannot Complete the solidification."
Hearing the words, Mu Chao was taken aback, and then his face showed incredible expression: "Do you have the prescription of the empty soul pill in your hand?"
Xiao Yang said nothing, and gently touched the wooden door with his palm.
"Little friend, wait!"
In the sluggish gaze of the youth, Mu Chao quickly stood up, walked quickly to Xiao Yang's side, grabbed his arm, and said anxiously: "Your Xiao family alchemist has also refined the empty soul pill?"
Xiao Yang smiled, shook his head and said: "He doesn't have one, but I will."
"What to blow..."
As soon as the youth spoke, Mu Chao yelled fiercely: "You shut up!"
The words reached his throat, and the young man's face flushed with suffocation, and his face looked like a mouse.
"Little friend, do you really do?" Mu Chao looked at Xiao Yang eagerly. The refining process of the empty soul pill is extremely complicated. Even if there is a pill, he may not be able to master the method. He is a good proof.
But in his heart, he still couldn't believe it. After all, Xiao Yang's age was there. He had never even heard of such a young alchemist.
With a chuckle, Xiao Yang walked to the place where Mu Chao was practicing alchemy and sat down, while Mu Chao quickly moved Danding over, standing aside with expectation and nervousness, like a child humbly asking for advice.
Outside the wooden door.
Lu Shuang heard the sound of get out inside the door, and his ruddy lips couldnt help but curl. The guy really thought that his identity was so useful. In front of the alchemist, that so-called identity was completely useless.
"How about, let me tell you, he will definitely be kicked out." Lu Shuang said playfully at Mu Ge.
smiled bitterly, and Mu Ge was extremely nervous. If Xiao Yang was really thrown out and turned into anger from shame, the spirit hunting group they belonged to would definitely not have a good life in the future.
Inside the door, there were a few more roars, Lu Shuang smiled tremblingly, and the contempt in his eyes became more obvious.
"Even Master Mu Chao cursed people. It seems that Xiao Yang is not only arrogant, but also stupid."
After a while, the door became quiet again, and Lu Shuang said in a puzzled manner, "Isn't it because I was beaten to death? Why is there no sound?"
Squeak!
Suddenly, the wooden door was pushed open, Lu Shuang's spirits lifted up, his eyes gleamed, and he waited to see Xiao Yang's joke.
"The old man is ashamed and has been immersed in the alchemy for dozens of years, but he is not as good as his little friend."
Xiao Yang walked out slowly, beside him, Mu Chao stood respectfully, looking at Xiao Yang with admiration.
"what happened?"
Not only was Lu Shuang dumbfounded, even Mu Ge was, and the anxious buddy also slightly opened his mouth.
"Master Mu is polite, but I'm disrespectful of these purple spirit leaves." Xiao Yang smiled and paid the same courtesy.
"I'm not mistaken, right." Lu Shuang's face was pale, and there was no slightest ridicule before.
That is Mu Chao, a genuine alchemist who would treat Xiao Yang so respectfully!
"If there is anything in the Xiao family that needs help in the future, the old man will definitely help." At this point, Mu Chao smiled bitterly: "There are little friends, I am afraid that there is nothing I need to do."
"Master Mu is polite."
Farewell to Mu Chao, Xiao Yang walked up to the man, flicked his finger, a bottle of Cangling liquid flashed out, and laughed: "Thanks for your hard work."
"Young Master Xiao hid it deeply. It was me who missed it. My name is Zhu Hui. If there is any need in the future, just tell me directly with the sound transmission screw, and I will send someone to the house."
Cang Ling Ye arrived, and Zhu Hui was happy in his heart. He quickly said that he worked as a clerk in the Xueshi shop, and he only had a few dozen gold coins a month. Cang Ling Ye, a rare medicinal liquid, was also extremely precious to him.
Ignoring the complicated Lu Shuang, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com Xiao Yang and Mu Li greeted him and left the Xueshi store. At this time, his empty boundary stone was full of medicinal materials, enough to refine dozens of first-grade pill.
Xiaoyang also had Mo master's mimicking pill cauldron to help him, and only then dared to be so crazy. An ordinary alchemist, refining one pill a day is the limit, let alone refining so many at once.
Back to the room, after a simple dinner, Xiao Yang closed the doors and windows, and, uneasy, asked Master Mo to impose a restriction in the yard. As long as someone approached, he could quickly detect it.
The matter of alchemy is not to be neglected. Even when Mu Chao was making alchemy, he would use sound-shielding objects to isolate outside interference.
"Wow!"
released the red flames and allowed him to toss on the bed. Xiao Yang took out the imitation pill pot, and deeply in his mind a pill of first-grade pill, then his palm shook lightly, and the scarlet flame curled up.
After possessing the medicine emperor species, Xiao Yang then refined the pill like a fish in water. After a quarter of an hour, a round pill was thrown on the table at will.
This scene lasted for several days.
Despite the help of the mimicry alchemist during the period, Xiao Yang still stopped several times, mental exhaustion, it is difficult to eliminate, but compared to ordinary alchemists, his speed can still only be said to be terrifying.
What's more gratifying is that his chances of refining waste pills have also been reduced a lot.
No matter how skilled an alchemist is, he dare not say that he can succeed in refining the pill 100%. Failure is certain, but the probability is larger or smaller. At this point, Xiao Yang has surpassed any one. Alchemists of the same level.
"Damn, I'm exhausted!"
With a wave of his palm, dozens of pill boxes emerged. Xiao Yang put the pill boxes one by one, then spread his arms and slammed them on the bed.