"Xiao Feng, you are talking stupid again." Ye Bufei raised his fingers and shook it, "What I mean is that I want to fight the fifth round. Anyway, I have to get the fifth-grade pill certificate. What's the use for the fourth grade? Just like you already have a college diploma, is there any use for a primary school diploma? So, I don't look down on the pharmacist union. But what does it mean to say this?"

"What can I mean? Don't talk nonsense." Xiao Feng quickly denied it when he heard this. Would it be better if this shit basin was locked?

"It's so slacking. So confident, it's so arrogant." Someone gave a thumbs up.

"The key is that they are still in the Pharmacist Union and in front of a great man like Zeng Chen. This shows that they must be capable, otherwise, how could they dare to boast about such a whim?"

"Zeng Chang must not let him go. I guess he can't get the fifth grade. I'm afraid there's no hope for the fourth grade. After all, you can't kill you if you have real talents and knowledge. For these big men in the medicine world, killing a rookie is just a matter of stretching your fingers."

Sure enough, as soon as a certain man finished speaking, Mr. Zeng sneered, put away the fourth-grade elixir certificate, and hummed from his nose, "Since fellow Taoist Ye is more enthusiastic than Yuntian and doesn't even look down on our fourth-grade elixir certificate, the Pharmacist Union has taken it back. Of course, we will consider the request you made. However, Master Ye, I want to remind you that there will be no store after passing this village? Our Pharmacist Union is not a good man's union."

Zeng Chang said this with a sarcastic sarcastic pause. Then he looked at everyone, smiled with a playful smile, and said, "The fourth grade is a big mark in succession to the fifth grade.

All fellow Taoists know that for an alchemist, the fifth grade is a watershed.

The fifth to sixth grades can be called the great alchemist. Those with the same alchemy skills as the seventh grade can be called the quasi-seventh grade, and the seventh grade can be called the "Little Dan King", just like the master of Doumu in the alchemy world is the Little Dan King.

Therefore, there are extremely few alchemists above the fifth grade.

Therefore, the Pharmacist Union has very strict assessments for the fifth-grade alchemist who have been promoted normally.

Fellow Daoist Ye made continuous impacts, from first grade to second grade, third grade, fourth grade, and then to fifth grade. It can be said that he had beaten six generals three times before, and he did have two brushes.

Zeng also had to admire him. He could be called a genius. However, being a human being is not humble enough.

To be qualified to pass the barriers for five consecutive times, this is a precedent for our Pharmacist Union for thousands of years.

Therefore, this matter must be subject to the permission of the union president.

But what is very shocking is that our president is in custody of death.”

"It will take at least ten or eight years to come out." Xiao Feng asked with concern. After speaking, he looked at Ye Bufei with a playful look, thinking that you are dead.

It’s up to you! You dare not want the fourth-grade alchemy certificate?

"Haha, do you think the closure is a child playing house and playing games.

For cultivators at the divine orifice level, they are embarrassed to speak out if they have not had a death barrier for twenty or thirty years.

Even, in order to reach a large realm, it is normal for up to a hundred years.

Therefore, for high-level monks, this is the reason why the sea turns into mulberry fields in a blink of an eye.

Because monks have been in seclusion for hundreds or decades.

It is a slight sight for them to come in, but for mortals, it may be their life.

Dear fellow Taoists, this is why we have been pursuing the way of heaven.

Eternal life and powerful strength are our pursuit, and the elixir is the wings of help." Zeng Qiong rolled his eyes slightly.

"Hehe, then I, Xiao Feng, have to congratulate Ye Bufei. If you think the fourth-grade pill certificate is low, then the fifth-grade one can only wait until thirty or a hundred years later. Hahaha, it's interesting, very interesting." Xiao Feng's gloomy smile was particularly hateful.

"This, Xiao Feng, I find that you are getting stupider. I'm a little suspicious. Did you come from a pigpen in your previous life? Otherwise, why would your mouth be so smelly?" Ye Bufei smiled like aftertaste.

"You are just a pigpen, your whole family is from a pigpen. Did I tell you the wrong idiot?" Xiao Feng was so angry that he pointed at Ye Bufei and scolded.

"Of course I'm wrong. Even if I can't take the exam this year, Isn't there a normal promotion once in two years? Why have to wait for thirty years? Everyone, do you think this kid is stupid to the pigpen? He is still self-righteous, and pigs often do such things." Ye Bufei smiled.

"It seems that it's a bit stupid." Someone said loudly.

"I ask you, how did the pig die?"

"No one knows this, of course he's so stupid."

Hahaha……

This guy was very talented, which made the monks burst into laughter. Xiao Feng, naturally, his expression was particularly rich.

"Even if you advance as normal, you have to wait two years, and you have to reach the fourth grade again before you can reach the fifth grade. This kind of high-level continuous impact is basically no chance. You are no chance, idiot!" Xiao Feng's eyes were red in anger, looking like a mad dog.

"Call Ye Bufei in. He can't even close his death to such arrogant and arrogant Alchemist. I want to see how many brushes he has. It's really the president of the Qisha." At this time, a bright and high-pitched voice came, as if the tweeter was suddenly turned on. Many monks at the scene were startled, and the timid calves were whispered.

"Ah, President, have you come out of seclusion?" Zeng Qiong and Elder Li Huang Yaoshi quickly bowed slightly and greeted the wall.

"You are so noisy here that I am in a retreat. It's true that the pharmacist union has actually supported a little caterpillar? I wonder if you came from a pigpen in your previous life?" A high-pitched voice snorted, and actually brought out Ye Bufei's theory. The monks wanted to laugh, but no one dared to laugh. He is the president, who dared to touch this bad luck?

Haven’t you seen the big guys of the Pharmacist Union be so scolded that they couldn’t lift their heads?

"It is the subordinates who handled it improperly, please give the president accusation." Mr. Zeng took the lead in accusing the crime.

"Ye Bufei, do you know this pill?" The air swept, and suddenly a black body, big fist, and a very rough surface, like a coal ball-shaped thing.

"Isn't this a briquette?" a monk murmured inexplicably.

"This thing was quite popular in the 1960s and 1980s. At that time, it was used to burn stoves, not only to cook rice, but also to cook people in Northeast China often used it to cook fires and plug into pits."

"Master Huang, do you see what it is?" Ying Zhengshi Miyin went over and asked.

"It's definitely not a coal ball, but I can't recognize what kind of pill it is?" Huang Yaoshi shook his head.

"The same is true for me. If it is a spiritual pill, there is no trace of elixir on the pill.

Moreover, I haven't even smelled a trace of medicine.

No matter what kind of elixir is, it is always made of medicinal materials.

Even if the medicinal materials are used in a very small amount, they still have a medicinal smell. What puzzle is the president fighting with us?" said Chief Ying.

"The president is the president, not what we can do. However, it is too difficult for the president to create such a thing for Fellow Daoist Ye." Huang Yaoshi smiled bitterly.

"That's right, even I feel a little sorry for him."

"The president is not such a person, so he must have something else to do, but we can only be a fool for the time being." Tang Jie sent a message over.

"It's so dark that the president deliberately used the whole coal ball to test fellow Daoist Ye, right?"

"Will the president be so bored? I think you're in your mind?"

"I think it's just a briquette..."

...

The hall seemed to be having a debate, and a heated discussion started immediately.

"Sorry, it's not a elixir." Ye Bufei touched his head.

"Boy, what do you mean? Will the president use a coal ball to deceive you as a spiritual pill?" Tang Jie asked sternly.

"It's just an ignorant idiot. The president's wisdom determines how he will understand it? How can he understand the president's wisdom like him? President..." Xiao Feng seemed to have caught the reason again, and the little pony flattered him and made a fuss.

"President, it is indeed a coal ball." Ye Bufei shouted loudly.

"stupid!"

"It's hopeless."

"I originally thought he was really a genius who could pass four levels in a row. It turned out that he was pretending to be in front, and now he was exposed."

"Yes, I dare to say such an idiot. Moreover, I screamed and shouted as if I were afraid that others would not know. Aren't you accusing the president of being an idiot?"

...

The whole hall turned toward the president.

"Hahaha, a group of idiots!" The president's voice came again, making the monks present look at me and I see you, and they are confused.

I thought to myself, what does the president mean? If you are scolding Ye Bufei, why are you using another group of people? Screaming us, aren’t we stupid people?

"You are stupid and you are not convinced, right?" the president asked coldly.

"We're convinced..." Tang Jie took the lead and nodded.

"Tang Jie, when did you learn to flatter?" the president asked. Tang Jie's face turned red and could be transplanted to the monkey's butt.

"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Ye, you answered correctly. It is indeed a coal ball." The president said a word, and the audience was in an uproar. The president paused and asked curiously, "But, Fellow Daoist Ye, how do you see that it is a coal ball?"

"Regardingly speaking, I shouldn't have doubted the president's intentions, but later I carefully investigated it.

I found that this spiritual pill has no spiritual power fluctuations or medicinal smell. Unless it is not a spiritual pill, it is a coal ball.

And the boy suddenly had a big idea. Could it be that the president was using reverse thinking?

Because our thinking has been directed, and we believe that the president has given him certainly is a spiritual pill, and no one dares to question the president's authority.

This is actually what, empiricism kills people.

So, boy, I took a bold move.

In fact, if you really want the boy to say, I can only talk nonsense." Ye Bufei finished speaking and suddenly smiled, "However, the boy can only believe half of what I said just now, but not all of it."

"Oh! Why?" asked the president.

"Just show off."

"Getting eyes."

"This guy is so hateful."
Chapter completed!