Under the current circumstances, this is the best solution Ling Chuxi can think of.
In the alchemy room, a muffled sound could be heard from time to time. As a spiritual alchemist, everyone knew that it was the sound of a furnace exploding. If they guessed correctly, Ling Chuxi should be practicing her techniques for refining the Holy Spirit.
Dan prepares.
Outside the alchemy room, two pairs of eyes full of resentment were staring at the alchemy room where Ling Chuxi was.
"Deacon Mei, the master of the pavilion seems to be paying more and more attention to Xia Yimin. Ling Chuxi is in the same group with him. If she really wants to refine the special Saint-breaking Pill, I'm afraid your future status will be greatly affected.
The influence." Qiu Zhenwen pretended to be concerned and said earnestly.
"Hmph, how can the special Saint-breaking Pill be so easy to refine? Why don't you look at how many times she has blown up the furnace?" Deacon Mei said with a look of disdain. But he was a little lacking in confidence. He remembered that Ling Chuxi competed with Yu Qiubai to test the pill.
That's what he said. Later, when Ling Chuxi threatened to refine the special Saint Nirvana, he said the same thing, but the final result always gave him a loud slap in the face.
"Although Ling Chuxi is blowing up furnaces very well now, this is just a practice technique and not a real alchemy. They say failure is the mother of success. The more furnaces she blows up now, the more mothers will fail. God knows which one.
A successful child was born." Qiu Zhenwen continued.
Deacon Mei couldn't help but take another look at Qiu Zhenwen: The more furnaces are blown up, the more mothers will fail, and God knows which one will give birth to a successful child. He can think of this, what a talent! No wonder the alchemy skills are not good.
Anyway, all that thought was put into words.
"Humph!" Deacon Mei felt even worse after what he said and walked out without saying a word.
Looking at the background of Deacon Mei's departure, Deacon Mei felt secretly proud. However, just a few words aroused Deacon Mei's anger. Deacon Mei's stomach was really not very good. At this time, he completely forgot about what he wanted to say.
When it comes down to it, his petty and vengeful temperament is worse than that of Deacon Mei.
He had long hated Ling Chuxi to the extreme, and naturally he didn't want her to steal the limelight. However, he also knew that he had the capital to be her enemy, so he had no choice but to fan the flames in Deacon Mei's ears and use Deacon Mei's hands to give her
If something stumbles, it's fine if she feels disgusted.
Qiu Zhenwen was not a good person to begin with. What he did in the family election showed how despicable his character was. However, with the improvement of Ling Chuxi's strength and status, he can no longer use the methods he used before.
There is no way to play tricks anymore, and all I can do is play some dirty tricks.
Deacon Mei left Danxin Pavilion and came to an ancient house in the city not long after. From a distance, you can feel the abundant spiritual energy in the house.
This is a branch of Danxin Pavilion, and it is also where important spiritual herbs are stored.
Since once the spiritual herbs are collected, their spiritual medicinal properties will slowly disappear. The longer most of the spiritual herbs are stored, the worse their quality will be. Therefore, every Danfang Dan Pavilion has a special place to store the spiritual herbs.
"Deacon Mei, why are you here?" Seeing Deacon Mei, a guard stepped forward and saluted.
"The Ten Thousand Dan Festival will be here soon. I'm here to check on the preservation of these spiritual herbs and see if I should buy another batch of spiritual herbs to prepare for emergencies." Deacon Mei's face was not flushed and he was out of breath.