623. Chapter 623 The self-cultivation of pharmacists 9
Herbs, materials, and spiritual fruits are all in front of you. The thousand-year-old raccoon dog is crawling aside and taking a nap.
"You want to prove it to me?"
Mu Xiaobao said seriously, "As a noble elixir master, he has the dignity not to be questioned by others. For the golden universe bag promised by Uncle Jon, it is only right for Xiaobao to give you a pill!"
Xuan Ye looked at it doubtfully, even if the facts were right in front of him, it was hard to believe that there was such a child alchemist.
But a voice in his heart told him that his golden universe bag could not be saved!
The things needed for the Jiuhua Pill are placed in the little hand. When the spiritual light appears, a small alchemy furnace is created in the hand.
Under the stimulation of spiritual power, the small alchemy furnace that disappeared in mid-air gradually became brighter and started to rotate. When it was almost done, Mu Xiaobao retracted his hands and clasped his hands in front of his chest.
He opened his hand, the aura had disappeared, and in his hand was a cinnabar-colored Jiuhua Pill.
"Here, I'll give this to you. It's through this that Xiaobao became an intermediate elixir master, but he hasn't learned the other intermediate elixirs yet. I made a bet with Uncle Jon that you were a junior alchemist. Does this count as a pass?"
Xuan Ye looked at the hot Jiuhua Pill and felt that he had simply witnessed a miracle.
He took the Jiuhua Pill and carefully stored it away.
Forget it, there is a Jiuhua Pill, and at least giving away his golden Qiankun bag won't hurt that much.
Alchemists have become so scarce that they are priceless. Even in Shenglin City, there is only one intermediate alchemist in the entire city, and he was captured that year and has been imprisoned to this day.
Therefore, the value of elixirs is countless times more precious than spiritual fruits.
Two days later.
Xuan Ye was remembering the treasure he had lost on the treetops, and at the same time, he had begun to consider whether he should continue to stay here.
Feeling the approach of some weak force, the originally lazy man suddenly stood up.
My toes stepped on branches as thick as my wrists, but they seemed to be nothing.
Soon, a virtual bird came from the distant sky, landed lightly on his hand and turned into a spiritual light.
"Well?" Xuan Ye's expression became solemn after reading this top-secret message. The next moment, his whole body seemed to be blown away by the wind, disappearing silently on the branches.
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"I can't stay here any longer."
In the secret room, Mu Lingbo was still beside the alchemy furnace, and the entire alchemy furnace was controlled by her spiritual power.
Mo Jiuling, who was sitting cross-legged, stopped from adjusting his breath and slowly opened his eyes.
Xuan Ye has restored his original appearance and silver coat, holding the human skin mask specially made for him by Mu Lingbo in his hand, sighing, "You can take this as a souvenir."
Mo Jiuling's eyes were still cold and she looked at him very rudely, "What do you want with this!"
"Maybe it was used that day. Not many people can make such realistic human skin masks now." Xuan Ye smiled lazily, his voice as enchanting as himself, "Besides, I don't know how to use gold threads.
The Qiankun Bag was lost to Xiaobao, so if you can take it away, it counts as the same."
"Golden Thread Universe Bag?"
Xuan Ye's eyes also showed a trace of melancholy, "I really don't know how to explain to Master when I go back..." He quickly said seriously, "I received a secret recall order from the temple, which is Master's order."
Mo Jiuling raised his eyebrows and said in a clear voice, "It's rare for the temple to be recalled."
"Fortunately, it was Master Xianyou who issued the order, otherwise Master must have known where I am." Xuan Ye sighed happily, and then solemnly said, "Ajiu, the Demon Blood Team will arrive at Night City in a few days, you
