Chapter 107 Big Shot Jian Baisan

Author: Unlucky Caffeine

Chapter 107 Big Shot Jian Baisan

"Five days...look at this size, about five days," Pan Lihe said, "try to wrap it with spiritual power, try not to interrupt, artificially create an environment with high spiritual power for it, and it will speed up.

Wake up. Come again then, and I will help you take another look."

Jian Baisan thanked him, paid the spirit stones and left.

As soon as she stepped out, she heard another sound. From the shadow reflected in the window, she could see that the door was blocked again.

I don't know what I'm guarding against.

Jian Baisan looked for an inn again, booked a room and stayed in it.

After entering the room, she took out the snow-white certificate from the ring, raised her hand and crushed it.

It's been almost a week. The primary purpose now is to take good care of the rhubarb... I don't expect anything to really evolve, although if it does, it will of course be better.

Jian Baisan prepared a few days' worth of food for Big Red and Little Red, put the rhubarb on his lap, condensed a huge thunder ball, and stuffed the whole rhubarb inside.

By the way, he took out several bottles of rejuvenation pills and placed them next to him.

Anyway, it's your own spiritual power, so it won't be hurt.

It would be too difficult for Jian Baisan to control his spiritual power carefully and let it condense into a thin film covering Dahuang's body to minimize his own consumption.

That's it, it consumes too much spiritual energy...

Quandu, Zhongqing Sect, Jixue Tower.

In the huge alchemy furnace, a round pill was slowly rotating in the furnace.

The furnace was completely dark, with only the elixir shining with a faint, even ominous, dark red light, the color of which was like blood.

Leng Lianchi floated in mid-air, her long hair almost blending into the thick black night. She moved her fingers slightly, and finally examined the soul-reviving pill that was about to be refined.

The spiritual power and dark red flames were instantly withdrawn, and the elixir dimmed instantly, flying and floating on his fingertips.

It turns out that the ominous red light is not the color of the elixir, but the color of his flame.

His subtle manipulation of spiritual power has reached an almost peak level - refining a sixth-grade elixir is not difficult for him. Even if he occasionally thinks of it during a break in practice, he can easily do it in two hours.

Just small things to do.

An intoxicating aroma comes from the milky white elixir. This is the elixir fragrance that can only be found in perfect works.

Just at this moment, his mind moved and he heard a gentle "click".

The voucher given to Jian Baisan had just been crushed at this moment.

Leng Lianchi admired his work and put it into a white jade bottle. He also looked at the half-used Fire Immortal Bamboo Liquid and said in a good mood: "Here comes someone."

The puppet maid waiting outside quietly walked in.

"Call Chun Wuji."

In just a moment, a white, round, middle-aged man in a golden coat with sweaty brow appeared in front of Leng Lianchi, and showed a flattering smile to Leng Lianchi: "Master, you called me, oh, it's okay."

A little anxious..."

Leng Lianchi glanced at his forehead with a half-smile, and the temperature of the air slowly increased: "It's very urgent. Can I help you dry it?"

The sweat on his forehead was like the snot hanging from a child's nose. It was sucked back into his pores and disappeared. It can be said to be retracted and released freely.

Sweating is just an act.

A bottle of elixir and a voucher slowly flew in front of him: "Send the things over."

"Hey! Okay, okay! Just relax your mind a million times!" Chun Wuji swore, "I dare to ask you, what organization does this recipient belong to? Is there any ceremony? What are the approximate specifications of the banquet arrangements?"

"It's a person."

Chun Wuji looked happy, quickly put the cover down, rubbed his hands, stared at Leng Lianchi and said: "What about your identity..."

Leng Lianchi suddenly said lightly: "Chun Wuji, did you take the wrong medicine today? How dare you talk to me like this?"

At this time, the golden elixir expert was really sweating. Chun Wuji gave himself a slap in the face without any mercy, and said with a wry smile: "I, I recently, you haven't called me here for a long time, I can't get anything out.

,The elders of the Medicine Pavilion have changed recently, I, I am anxious..."

Leng Lianchi was playing with the bottle containing Fire Immortal Bamboo Liquid in the dark, and when Chun Wuji was about to kneel down, he finally spoke: "How many seats do you plan to be promoted to?"

"Three, three seats..."

Leng Lianchi said softly: "What you have in your hand is a sixth-grade soul-producing pill. When you compiled it, you made it look like - for example, you smell of alcohol."

Chun Wuji had indeed just come down from the wine table. He knew that the young sect leader had forgiven him, and he quickly bowed and walked out with a lot of gratitude.

When he got off the lotus, he didn't even get out of the spring. Yu Jian flew directly back to his residence in the pomegranate forest.

He used the invisibility charm, passed through the backyard filled with more than a dozen beauties, and crawled into his tightly closed luxurious alchemy room through a small secret passage.

He was originally upset about the elders' transition and couldn't stand the bunch of women at home, so he went to seclusion to refine alchemy. It was just that he failed several times and felt depressed, so he slipped away to Quandu through a secret passage to drink alcohol.

After all, domestic flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers.

He pretended to activate the flames to raise the temperature of the entire elixir room, recited the recipe for the soul-producing elixir again, changed the clothes he had worn, pulled the wrinkles, took out the bottle, uncorked it and put in the elixir incense.

He pushed open the door and rushed out, shouting: "I'm done! I'm done!"

The eight disciples at his door bowed down one after another: "Congratulations, Master, congratulations, Master!"

The eldest disciple said: "May I ask, what did Master refine this time...?"

"Hahahaha!" Chun Wuji said with a smile, "Sixth-grade elixir! I finally made a sixth-grade elixir!"

The disciples looked at him with reverence and congratulated each other. The eldest disciple said: "Master has improved again. I believe that this time the elders change, you will be able to compete for the chief position!"

Chun Wuji waved his hand boldly, but said modestly: "Haha, I still can't compare to that guy Lao Xu."

"Come on, come with me to the Medicine Pavilion for certification."

When they arrived at the headquarters of the Medicine Pavilion, the disciples talked around and there was another sensation. I don’t know how many people received envious looks along the way.

With the elixir he memorized, this elixir was also included in his performance, adding a highlight to his resume.

His competitor Xu Shuangwen couldn't hide the jealousy in his eyes: "There must be something wrong with you! How is it possible...how is it possible..."

Chun Wuji pretended to salute: "Haha, Lao Xu, I heard that you still like to refine medicine in front of your disciples. It's always like a circus, like a performance, and you're uneasy! If you ask me, it's better to be quiet.

Yes, it’s better to immerse yourself in studying alone!”

The eldest disciple followed: "Yes, yes."

Xu Shuangwen's voice became shrill: "I ask Chun Wuji to leave the elixir and inspect it carefully!"

"That can't be done!" Chun Wuji said slowly: "Oh, you may not know that I have a very good relationship with a big shot... No, he just sent me a message and asked me to give it to him

Sending the things over... Haha, the price of the sixth-grade elixir is really not low..."

Xu Shuangwen's eyes were red with anger, and he watched Chun Wuji put the elixir in a large agarwood box lined with velvet, and summoned an extremely ostentatious flying magic weapon at the door, followed by eight people who were shouting at him.

A disciple went up to deliver medicine to the "big shot".

The person Leng Lianchi wants to deliver medicine may be a more terrifying big shot.

The etiquette must be done well, and the pomp and pomp must be sufficient... When you get to the neighborhood, you must give careful instructions to your disciples.

"Big shot" Jian Baisan just discovered that the window of this small inn was broken and leaking, so he reluctantly tore off a piece of his clothes and just plugged it up.
Chapter completed!