When he heard this, the proud old man vomited three liters of blood and almost died without vomiting blood!
He waved his sleeves and said, "Medicine Hall, haven't you heard of it?"
"pharmacy?"
Ye Lang frowned and said with a strange expression: "Is there also a store here that sells medicine?"
When the old man heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and he immediately said: "It's a medicine hall, not a pharmacy! It's a hall of alchemists, and it's an organization!"
"Oh, it turns out to be the Medicine Hall!"
After hearing this, Ye Lang said: "It's almost an organization established by the alchemist, right?"
"Haha, you finally understand what I mean now. Do you know how powerful our Medicine Palace is?"
The old man chuckled.
Ye Lang shook his head: "This is the first time I've heard of the Medicine Palace. As for how powerful it is, I don't know very well!"
Upon hearing this, the old man in red robe was even more speechless, and said with a gloomy face: "Alchemist, this is the most respected existence. In this world, alchemist is so precious, don't you know? What if?
There is a fourth-grade elixir. For people with Qi Zun or Qi King cultivation, is it something that is like divine help?"
Ye Lang nodded: "It is indeed quite powerful. I wonder, fellow Taoist, what level of alchemist are you?"
Hearing this, the red-robed old man was filled with pride. With his hands behind his back, he said with a smile on his face, pretending to be humble: "I am not talented. I barely managed to break through to the fourth-grade intermediate level when I was old. I became a
A fourth-grade intermediate alchemist!"
Next, the old man was ready to enjoy Ye Lang's admiring eyes!
However, what he didn't expect was that after hearing this, Ye Lang said calmly: "Oh, then you have to work hard!"
"I……"
The old man almost lost his breath and vomited blood, and said directly: "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. If you don't take this spiritual grass from me, if you take it from me, you will offend the alchemist of the Medicine Palace, and I'm in the Medicine Palace,
That is also a respected existence!"
After finishing speaking, the old man turned his palm, took out a sword, and rushed towards the pool in front of him.
"roar!"
When the green dragon saw that someone dared to intrude into its territory, it immediately roared and rushed towards the red-robed old man.
"Beast, you'd better get out of here, or I, Qing Yao, will kill you with my sword!"
The old man shouted angrily at the green dragon, then injected spiritual energy into the sword, and slashed it forward.
"roar!"
When the green dragon saw a fierce sword energy flying towards it, it actually condensed some spiritual energy at its tail in an instant, and then drew its tail towards the front.
"boom!"
A huge roar sounded, and the terrifying slash was actually blocked by the green dragon.
But the green dragon, still relying on its brute force, continued to move its tail forward and came towards the old man.
"Grandma, it's really hard to deal with!"
When the old man saw it, he was immediately frightened. He quickly backed away and barely managed to avoid the green dragon's blow. Cold sweat was wiped from his forehead.
When Ye Lang saw this scene, there was a smile on his lips. The old man's fighting power seemed to be similar to that of a green dragon. If the battle continued like this, it would be difficult to determine the winner within an hour or two.
He smiled and said to the old man: "Old man, I'm in a hurry, so I won't watch you fight!"
After saying that, Ye Lang dodged and rushed towards the spiritual grass.
"What a speed!"
The old man in red robe was really shocked when he saw it.
"roar!"
However, when Qingjiao saw this situation, he suddenly rushed towards Ye Lang, obviously not wanting Ye Lang to get the spiritual grass.
When Ye Lang saw it, he smiled coldly. Instead of being afraid, he stopped, clenched his fists, and waited for the arrival of the green dragon.
"Boy, if you don't take out your weapon and use your martial arts skills, you will be dead!"
When he saw Ye Lang standing there and watching, the old man exclaimed.
The green dragon was getting closer and closer, and Ye Lang definitely didn't even have time to use his martial arts at this time.
"Could this kid be frightened? Hey, he died young!"
When the old man saw this situation, he thought Ye Lang was dead.
"roar!"
After the green dragon flew in front of Ye Lang, a huge dragon claw grabbed Ye Lang.
"call out!'
However, at this moment, Ye Lang suddenly disappeared, appeared on the top of Qingjiao's head in a flash, and then punched it down.
"This speed..."
The old man was shocked. Ye Lang's speed was actually faster than before. This speed was at least the speed of a fifth-grade Qi Emperor.
Moreover, this guy just hit him with his fist. Is this a competition of physical strength with Qingjiao?
"Bang!"
After the green dragon was hit by Ye Lang's punch, it fell into the pool with a bang.
"roar!"
After the green dragon smashed into the pool, it let out a deep roar, and it was obvious that the injury was not serious.
The green dragon flew up again, but turned into a ray of blue light, went straight into the distance, and escaped.
"Forehead……"
The old man was dumbfounded. He was frightened by the green dragon with just one punch. This kid, who hasn't used his spiritual energy yet, still couldn't see through Ye Lang's cultivation.
Ye Lang flashed again and appeared in front of the spiritual grass. In the old man's envious eyes, he picked off the spiritual grass and put it into the storage ring.
Seeing that Ye Lang was about to fly away, the old man in red robe immediately shouted to Ye Lang: "Little brother, wait!"
"Is something wrong?"
Ye Lang stopped and turned to look at the old man in red robe: "Could it be that you still want to grab that spiritual grass?"
The old man smiled awkwardly and said: "Young man, that green dragon is so powerful that it is no match for you. How could I dare to compete with you?"
After finishing speaking, the old man turned his palm and took out a fourth-grade intermediate elixir, and then said to Ye Lang: "I plan to use this elixir in exchange for that spiritual grass with you."
"A fourth-grade intermediate elixir?"
Ye Lang frowned. Such a pill was indeed a treasure. If it had been anyone else, he would have changed it without even thinking.
However, for Ye Lang, he felt that it was not worthwhile.
Because the fourth-grade mid-level elixir is indeed more valuable than the sixth-grade low-level spiritual grass, but this sixth-grade low-level spiritual grass is the main material for refining a sixth-grade low-level elixir.
By adding some auxiliary materials, it can be refined into a sixth-grade low-level elixir.
Therefore, for Ye Lang, the fourth-grade intermediate elixirs were not attractive at all.
The old man smiled and said: "Yes, the level of this elixir is not low. If you take it yourself, it will still have a lot of effects. At least, it will be better than if you directly take the sixth-grade low-level spiritual grass. What are you doing?
If you don’t know how to make elixirs, give me that spiritual grass!”
After hearing this, Ye Lang smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I won't change this fellow Taoist!"
The smile on the red-robed old man's face froze in an instant, and the corner of his mouth twitched a few times, and then he said: "Boy, you have to think about it. If you trade with me, you can still sell me a favor. If you don't do it,
If I change, I will offend the Medicine Hall!"
However, Ye Lang smiled and said: "I believe that you, a fourth-grade intermediate alchemist, can't represent the Medicine Palace!"
After saying that, Ye Lang flew away without looking back.
