All these simple looks make people feel fresh and comfortable.
A mysterious middle-aged man wearing a gray robe and a hair crown, sitting cross-legged, with balls of flames of different colors floating around him, was facing Murong Feixue.
This middle-aged man is very handsome and looks like an immortal from a fairy tale. Especially his chest-length beard makes people feel that he is a living immortal.
Murong Feixue did not interrupt other people's alchemy practice. She knew that this kind of moment was a very important moment for the alchemy master. If she interrupted someone, not only would the good elixirs on the stove be wasted, but she herself might also be affected.
What a serious injury.
However, the other party did not let her wait for long. After less than a stick of incense, the middle-aged Mitsuo man fired several flames of different colors around him into the alchemy, and then the elixir began to explode.
There were waves of heat, and there was a buzzing sound inside the cauldron.
Not long after, a strong medicinal fragrance hit his face. Murong Feixue smelled this medicinal fragrance and suddenly felt refreshed. He blurted out: "What a refreshing pill."
The alchemy cauldron cracked from the middle, and then lavender elixirs flew out one after another with bursts of smoke. The middle-aged man took the gourd and pointed it at the elixirs, and then he collected them leisurely, and all the elixirs were gone.
It fell into the gourd.
The smoke filled the air and enveloped the middle-aged man in the blink of an eye. Murong Feixue could only see his faint shadow.
"Hahahaha, you have good eyesight, do you?" The middle-aged man laughed and walked out of the medicine cigarette, stroking his beard with one hand and asked quietly.
"I am just a new student. I came here today to ask for a tael of ambergris from the Lord of the Palace." Murong Feixue saluted the middle-aged man, the Lord of the Chengxi Palace, Obasan, and said directly.
achieve one's own purpose.
"Ambergris? Can you tell me what it is used for?" Obasan was not in a hurry, stroking his beautiful beard and asked calmly.
"A friend of mine was seriously injured in a martial arts test. Her face was trampled and her chest was cut with a sharp weapon. I need to use ambergris, muyun stone, and blood feather essence to treat her." Murong Feixue did not hide anything and said directly.
After telling Obasan her purpose, she no longer cares about shocking the world, and now the priority is to save people.
"So that's it..." After Obasan was silent for a moment, he suddenly changed the subject and asked: "You are the champion of this year's Lingtai Eighteen Peng, and the record holder, right?"
Murong Feixue nodded and said seriously: "I have met the palace master."
"Well, it's not impossible to want ambergris, but you need to agree to a condition!"
Murong Feixue frowned and said, "Please speak!"
"I know that you are the double champion of Medicine Stone and Beast Taming, and your talents in both areas are extremely high, but I think you are more suitable to learn Medicine Stone. My condition is... that you become my disciple." Ou
Basang looked at Murong Feixue intently and said with a hint of pride.
Murong Feixue's eyes did not flicker, she looked at Obasan calmly, and then slowly shook her head: "Palace Master, medicine and stone are just my hobby, and the same goes for beast control. I will try my best to learn, but,
But I can't promise you because I have my own dreams!"
Murong Feixue did not tell her what her dream was, but such rejection made Obasan's face change slightly.
"Why don't you think about it again? My disciples who enter the house are equivalent to the disciples in the inner courtyard. Then you can use the resources of the academy as you like..."
