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Chapter 1797

The alchemist on the ground regained his consciousness. He stood up quickly, cupped his fists towards Wu Bei and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for the rescue. My erysipelas is very powerful, and this attack was so sudden that I was unprepared."

Wu Bei glanced at him and said calmly: "Your Excellency has refined too many elixirs, and there have been many more precious elixirs recently, causing the erysipelas to become very powerful."

The other party's eyes lit up and he felt that Wu Bei was right, so he quickly said: "What fellow Taoist said is absolutely right. I have become a four-star alchemy master in the past thirty years, so the types of elixirs I can refine are becoming more and more difficult.

It is also getting higher and higher. Therefore, it is inevitable to try some pills. Over time, a large amount of toxins will accumulate in the body."

Wu Bei: "This means that the elixir you refined is impure and has too many toxins. For people like you, it is best not to refine elixirs again in the future, otherwise it will be very dangerous."

After everyone heard that this alchemist was a four-star alchemy master, they all immediately felt a sense of respect. After all, four-star alchemy masters were rare.

At this moment, Wu Bei heard that the elixir he refined was impure, and people immediately laughed at him: "Who refines the elixir without toxins? And which alchemist doesn't try the elixir he refined? What do you mean?

It seems lightweight, but it’s actually worthless!”

Wu Bei looked over and saw that the person speaking was a woman, with four male monks standing behind her. She was very beautiful, with autumn eyes and a wonderful face. She was wearing a light yellow skirt and was extremely elegant.

As soon as she spoke, the four men behind her all echoed, one of them said: "What the junior sister said is absolutely true. This kind of person doesn't know how to make alchemy, so he talks nonsense here. It's really funny."

Another person said: "A pill without impurities is not an imperial or legendary pill. How many alchemists are there in the world who can refine pills of this quality? Don't think that you can despise alchemy just because you save others."

Learn this industry!"

The rescued alchemist waved his hand quickly: "What this benefactor said is not wrong. I can no longer make alchemy in the future. Alas, my previous alchemy skills were limited and I accumulated too many toxins."

Wu Bei didn't recognize these people and was not interested in arguing with them. He shook his head and prepared to continue walking forward.

Unexpectedly, the woman stopped Wu Bei and asked, "How did you reduce his erysipelas?"

Wu Bei frowned slightly. This woman is really rude. We are strangers to each other. What did she do to stop him? Then he said calmly: "What I did has nothing to do with you. Please get out of the way."

The four male cultivators behind her immediately found an opportunity to show off. A man in a blue shirt stepped forward and said coldly: "When Miss Ming asks you a question, you just answer it obediently. Do you understand?"

Liu Zhimou said in a deep voice: "How presumptuous! Miss Ming, you have offended my young master and made people miserable!"

The male cultivator looked at him and sneered: "Can't eat and walk around? Then I want to see who he is!"

Liu Zhimou showed no nonsense and showed his badge.

"Five-star alchemy master!" someone exclaimed.

You must know that the number of five-star alchemy masters in the world is very small, and the total number of them is not much. To become a five-star alchemy master, only those powerful forces can afford to hire them.

Moreover, no monk in the world is unwilling to be friends with an alchemist, let alone a five-star alchemist!

The woman was also slightly surprised and asked, "What do you call your Excellency?"

Liu Zhimou: "I don't have time to chat with you, please get out of the way and don't block the young master's way."

The woman frowned slightly, feeling that Liu Zhimou was very rude. However, it was probably even more difficult for a person to be so respected by a five-star alchemy master, so he still stepped aside.

Wu Bei walked away, and the woman behind him murmured: "Who is he?"

A male cultivator sneered: "He must be a descendant of a certain force, and he doesn't know how high the sky is. If he knew that Miss Ming's grandfather was a fourth-grade alchemy king, he would be so frightened that he would immediately kneel down!"

"Haha! That's for sure. There are only a handful of Alchemy Kings in the world, and no force doesn't respect them."

But the woman said: "Let's follow him. We want to see where he comes from."

Wu Bei walked to several stalls and bought some useful medicinal materials. Liu Zhimou, who was beside him, said: "Sir, those people from before are following us not far away."

Wu Bei: "They have some free time, just let them follow."

Liu Zhimou: "Humph, these people don't know that an expert is right in front of them. If they knew that you were a first-grade alchemy king, they would probably be scared to death on the spot."

Wu Bei: "What do people who have just met each other talk so much about? Lao Liu, when will the auction start?"

Liu Zhimou: "I'm afraid we have to wait for a while. Master, how about we go to the alchemy building over there for a cup of tea?"

Alchemists generally fry tea, so each alchemy house has a tea room for guests to drink tea. By tasting the quality of tea in an alchemy house, you can basically judge the level of the alchemy master in an alchemy house.

Wu Bei nodded and said, "That's fine." He sniffed the air and soon smelled a fragrance. This fragrance was very unique among the many tea fragrances.

Following the scent of tea, Wu Bei came to a tea shed. The tea shed was located in a corner, with only twos and threes of guests drinking tea inside.

In the tea shed, a young man was busy, and next to him there was a woman in her late teens, with an elegant appearance, wearing a plain skirt, who was putting tea leaves into a cup.

Wu Bei came to the shed and sat down. It was just an ordinary table and chairs, nothing surprising.

As soon as he sat down, the four-star alchemy master who was infected with erysipelas rushed over. He first bowed and then said: "My benefactor, I invite you to drink tea."

Although the tea here is not expensive, it is a little thoughtful.

Wu Bei nodded and said: "Your erysipelas is so serious and you are running here. Are you here to find the antidote?"

After Wu Bei said this, the man sighed softly: "Yes. As you said, it will be difficult for me to make elixirs in the future, so I have always wanted to solve the erysipelas in my body."

He paused and asked, "Master, do you know how to remove erysipelas?"

Before, Wu Bei just patted him on the body, and his pain was relieved a lot, and he clearly felt that the erysipelas was suppressed.

Wu Bei looked at him and said: "After curing you, you will still have to refine elixirs and continue to accumulate erysipelas."

He said: "My level of alchemy is no longer what it was back then. I will be careful."

Wu Bei shook his head: "On the contrary, you will only become more and more dangerous in the future, because the higher your level, the more complex the elixirs you refine. Complex elixirs have more toxins and are stronger, so you won't be able to hold on for too long. So.

, this erysipelas can’t be cured.”

At this time, someone said: "If it can't be cured, just say it can't be cured. It's so much nonsense!"

It turned out that Miss Ming from before was also here, and one of the four men traveling with her made a mockery.

Seeing these five people sitting in, Wu Bei ignored them and said to the young man: "Please bring two taels of tea leaves, I will make tea myself."

The young man had just brought a cup of tea for someone else. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Sir, the tea my sister makes is unparalleled in the world. Moreover, the tea she makes is the only one who can brew it herself, so let her do it."

Wu Bei shook his head: "This tea is a bit interesting, and her brewing method is pretty good, but it's not perfect."

Hearing what he said, Miss Ming couldn't help but said: "The tea maker, Luo Qiyunluo, is the granddaughter of the Tea Saint and a good friend of mine. You actually said that the tea she made was imperfect?"
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