Zhuge Wanyu's face was full of suspicion, and she obviously didn't believe what the other party said.
Although those guys from Tianding Sect are very annoying, it cannot be denied that they are very capable. How could they end up like this, about to starve to death?
"Yes! Not only am I a disciple of Tianding Sect, but I am also the most powerful among the younger generation!"
Speaking of this, the little fat man immediately looked proud.
Zhuge Wanyu hummed: "Only a fool would believe you! Not only is he a disciple of Tianding Sect, he is also the most powerful one. Do you think it is possible?"
"you--"
The little fat man was furious, as if he had been humiliated.
As soon as he yelled angrily, his stomach growled louder. He seemed to have been drained of energy and energy, and said weakly:
"Forget it. Believe it or not, just tell me what you have to do before you are willing to eat this thing for me!"
"Chichi! Chichi!"
The Soul-Eating Rat barked a few times, either to refute the other person for calling him "this thing" or to angrily accuse the other person of being evil and planning to use him as food.
"Tell me first, why are you so hungry?" Yang Mu asked.
The little fat man looked at Yang Mu: "I left the sect to travel outside for a while, and I am planning to go back. A few days ago, when I passed by here, I saw a very interesting sight!"
As he spoke, his voice became excited: "It was in the evening, the sun shone into the woods, and the dust in the air was very conspicuous.
At that time, the breeze blew and gathered a lot of dust together. When the gathered dust exceeded a certain amount and reached a certain weight, it fell to the ground.
I suddenly realized that when refining alchemy, the impurities in the medicinal materials are just like these dusts. If you want to improve the efficiency of removing impurities, in addition to precise control of the flame, you can also use external forces! Such as wind!
As long as - well, forget it, if I tell you this, you won't understand. In short, I suddenly had some enlightenment at that time and fell into thinking. The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and the more I thought about it, the deeper I got.
By the time I came to my senses, several days had passed! At this time, I felt unbearably hungry. It was very difficult for me to even move my hands and feet, let alone walk out of the woods!"
After hearing this, Yang Mu and Zhuge Wanyu's eyes changed.
If what this guy said is true, then his obsession with alchemy is simply crazy.
"I can't feed you this little guy, but I can give you a few wild fruits."
Yang Mu took out two wild fruits from his body and threw them in front of the little fat man.
The little fat man's eyes shone, he picked up one and ate the fist-sized wild fruit in two mouthfuls, which scared the Soul-eating Rat and hid behind Zhuge Wanyu.
Soon, another wild fruit fell into the little fat man's belly.
Although I was far from full, I finally regained a little strength soon.
"You should have told me if you had something to eat! If I had known you had something else to eat with you, I wouldn't have been interested in this little thing!"
The little fat man got up from the ground, looked at Yang Mu and said:
"Although they are just two wild fruits, they have saved my life. Good luck to you. From today on, you will be my little brother. You will follow me and enjoy the good food and drink. Not to mention walking sideways in Kowloon Market, but
Make sure no one dares to bully you!"
"..."
Yang Mu's head was covered with black lines.
He saved his life, only to end up becoming his little brother, and in his opinion, he still got lucky?
"No! My master will not be your little brother, don't even think about it."
Yang Mu still had no reaction, so Zhuge Wanyu refused to agree.
She was Yang Mu's personal maid. If Yang Mu became this guy's younger brother, wouldn't it mean that she would be two heads shorter in front of this guy?
"You just said that if I give you something to eat, you will give me a spiritual marrow pill! Now you are talking about other things. Obviously I guessed right. You don't have a spiritual marrow pill at all. In fact, you are not a person at all.
A disciple of Tianding Sect."
Zhuge Wanyu stretched out her right hand. The meaning was very simple. If you want to prove that what you said is true, then hand over a spiritual marrow pill.
Being interrupted by her, the little fat man immediately stopped talking about accepting Yang Mu as his younger brother. He took out a small porcelain bottle from his body with some annoyance and poured out an emerald green pill.
"What a joke! I, Yuan Qiu, always keep my word, but it's just a spiritual marrow pill. How can I not afford it? Here, take it!"
The little fat man put the elixir in Zhuge Wanyu's hand, his expression a bit proud.
"Speaking of which, I refined this spiritual marrow pill myself. Even if you have seen the spiritual marrow pill before, its quality is definitely not as good as the one I gave you!"
Yang Mu almost laughed out loud when he heard his name.
Is this little fat guy called a round ball?
It fits his body type very well!
Pills are rare things by nature. Spiritual marrow pills can have a certain effect even on fourth-grade heavenly warriors, so they are undoubtedly more precious.
But Zhuge Wanyu is not an ordinary person. Not only has she seen the Spiritual Essence Pill, she has also taken it.
Looking carefully at the Spiritual Essence Pill in her hand, Zhuge Wanyu was surprised and said: "This Spiritual Essence Pill seems to be real, and the quality seems to be really better than what I have taken before!"
Yuan Qiu said proudly: "Of course it is true. I never tell lies!"
Zhuge Wanyu did not resist him this time and handed the Spiritual Essence Pill to Yang Mu.
After Yang Mu took it, he looked at it carefully, put it under his nose and smelled it.
"You are not alchemists. No matter how much you observe, how can you tell? It's just a spiritual marrow pill. That's why you treat it as a treasure because you have no experience with it!"
Yuan Qiu curled his lips, his face full of contentment.
He knew very well that many Heavenly Warriors had never even seen an elixir of this level, so they couldn't help but take a closer look when they got a treasure like the Spiritual Marrow Pill.
"Yuan Qiu..."
Zhuge Wanyu murmured, feeling that the name seemed to have some impression, and soon realized:
"I remembered. Uncle Li once told me that among the young disciples of the Tianding Sect, the most talented one seems to be a guy named Yuan Qiu! Is that you?"
Her eyes were full of surprise. She didn't expect that this daredevil who almost starved to death would actually be a famous genius.
Moreover, he still has an astonishing talent in alchemy, which is undoubtedly more important than his talent in martial arts.
"Hey! It seems you are not too ignorant. You have heard of my name?"
Yuan Qiu showed a satisfied smile and was about to introduce himself loudly when he heard Yang Mu suddenly say:
"What a pity those medicinal materials are! With the quality of the elixir, the true value of those medicinal materials has not been used at all."
Yuan Qiu's expression froze, and he turned to look at Yang Mu who looked regretful: "Am I hallucinating? I thought I heard you say just now that the quality of my elixir is not good?"
Not only him, but also Zhuge Wanyu felt that she heard wrongly and looked at Yang Mu with confusion on her face.