Mo Liancheng asked innocently: "Elder, am I like that kind of person? An upright person like me will never tell lies."

"?!..." Elder Xu was dumbfounded, and then spat disdainfully: "Then why do you want the eighth-grade elixir? Don't tell me, you can already refine the eighth-grade elixir!!"

"Well, you didn't mean to give it a try, why are you so excited? Or is it that the elder doesn't even have an eighth-grade elixir? As long as there is one, paired with a seventh-grade or lower elixir, you might be able to refine an eighth-grade primary elixir.

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"..." Madman Xu choked.

He stored the elixirs in his storage ring, and with a thought, there were a lot of them on the only old desk. As a result, Mo Liancheng chose them by himself and used them as he pleased, but there was a statement that the refined elixirs would be named after him.

Xu. With this sentence, Mo Liancheng's enthusiasm for alchemy was instantly reduced to the lowest level. Originally, he wanted to take the opportunity to trick the old madman.

Seeing his expression, Elder Xu became even more sure that he was planning his own elixir.

Mo Liancheng smiled and said: "Are the elders suspecting that I am lying? Well, I will give you the storage ring and you can see for yourself." Then, he generously threw the storage ring to Elder Xu and asked him to check it himself.

However, when Mo Liancheng did this, Madman Xu was a little convinced that he was really bad. However, the spiritual thought still swept over and swept away the contents of Mo Liancheng's storage ring. It was just as he said, inside

There are mountains of elixirs, but most of them are below the fourth grade...

Of course, Madman Xu would not have thought that Mo Liancheng did not have any good things in him.

In fact, Mo Liancheng had put some things related to identity and secrets into the Jiuxiao Pagoda before entering the Dan Pagoda.

Madman Xu said: "You are really that poor? Who believes it? Unless your alchemy practice is fake."

"Okay, to be honest, although I wasn't very rich before, I was definitely not that poor. There are not thousands of high-grade elixirs, but eight or nine hundred. Eighth-grade elixirs don't count to me either.

Rare things..." Mo Liancheng said with great emotion. In fact, he really had this period, when he was robbing someone in Huaen God Burial Valley.

This guy got it from the elixir garden. The batch of elixirs at that time was really huge, but in one battle, it was consumed to the tune of seventy-seven or eighty-eight. After sighing, he changed his tone, "But... one day, suddenly,

A disaster struck me from heaven. I was caught and my storage ring was taken away. I escaped by luck, but of course I had to start all over again."

How much is true, how much is false.

That makes sense.

"Stop talking nonsense and practice." Elder Xu somewhat believed his last statement. However, this guy has been full of lies since he came in. The first time he said that he had never practiced fifth-grade elixirs, and now he said that eighth-grade elixirs are not good enough.

It is not considered a rare thing. He has lived for so many years and has seen very limited eighth-grade elixirs. He never would have thought that back then, the God Burial Valley was special and the elixirs cultivated grew dozens of times faster than the outside world.

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Mo Liancheng picked up the elixir and began to refine it.

First, he started with a fifth-grade recovery pill. It didn’t take him very long to refine it. Then, he went to the sixth-grade restoration pill. He worked it out skillfully and without any accidents, and then to the seventh-grade one.

Grade... Just when he was about to practice it, he suddenly said, "Elder, I don't have any recipe for Grade 7 elixirs..."
Chapter completed!