When Ye Luo was feeling helpless, he suddenly turned around and saw Zhuo Fan with a red face and standing there giggling. He suddenly asked with some concern: "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, Ye Luo, since the teleportation circle is broken, let's go shopping?"
As he spoke, Zhuo Fanrou blinked at Ye Luo with her beautiful eyes, as if expecting Ye Luo to give a positive answer.
"shop?"
Hearing Zhuo Fanrou's words, the darkest memories suddenly came to Ye Luo's heart, as if he recalled the previous fears of being dominated by Cheng Ya...
Shopping and other things, it really stumps the heroic man.
"What, you don't want to go shopping?"
Seeing Ye Luo like this, Zhuo Fanrou thought he was unhappy, and immediately frowned and asked.
"That's not really...let's take a stroll."
Hearing this, Ye Luo scratched his head and looked a little embarrassed.
As Zhuo Fanrou said, staying is just waiting anyway, it's better to go shopping.
Besides, not all girls are like Cheng Ya. Zhuo Fanrou looks weak, so she shouldn't be!
...
Two hours later, Ye Luo regretted it. He desperately wanted to take back his previous thoughts, and even wanted to give himself a big mouth.
Girls all over the world are the same. When it comes to shopping, they all have incredible talent and will!
But in the final analysis, although Zhuo Fan and Cheng Ya are both very good at shopping, they don't have the same style.
Cheng Ya wants to buy everything she sees, so she has to visit one store after another.
Zhuo Fanrou is the type who just buys without looking. He keeps shopping but doesn’t buy anything.
Just like now, the two of them have been shopping for two hours, and Zhuo Fanrou didn't spend a penny!
Regarding this, Ye Luo didn't dare to say anything and could only give a thumbs up silently in his heart.
"What's wrong, are you tired?"
Seeing Ye Luo walking slower and slower, looking listless, Zhuo Fanrou immediately stopped and asked with concern.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not tired."
Hearing this, Ye Luo waved his hand and straightened up immediately.
Although Ye Luo didn't admit it, Zhuo Fanrou could still tell that he was tired.
At this time, Zhuo Fanrou happened to see an elixir shop not far away. As an alchemist, she was naturally interested.
"There's an elixir shop over there, why don't we go see if there's any jelly herbs?"
Then, Zhuo Fanrou asked in a low voice.
"good."
Ye Luo agreed without even thinking, because for him now, it actually made no difference to him which shop he went to.
"Then let's go."
Zhuo Fanrou nodded and walked towards the elixir shop with brisk steps.
Ye Luo followed behind, his steps extremely heavy...
This elixir shop in Dongning City is very large in Ye Luo's opinion. Most of the elixirs sold in it are pseudo-sage-level healing elixirs, but there are also many saint-level elixirs.
This is very new to Ye Luo.
In a sense, Ye Luo is also an alchemist, and one with extremely high talent in alchemy.
However...Ye Luo has not refined any elixirs personally for a long time, let alone saint-level elixirs. Even pseudo-sage-level elixirs have not been refined by Ye Luo.
Besides, his Tianji Alchemy Furnace has already been destroyed in the Tianmen Passage. Even if he wanted to make alchemy, he still wouldn’t have an alchemy furnace!
"Two guests, please come in!"
The shopkeeper is a middle-aged man with short stature, wearing black clothes and looking smiling.
"First-class saint..."
Ye Luo could tell that the shopkeeper was a first-grade saint. With such a level of cultivation, he could actually be the shopkeeper of an alchemy shop here. Moreover, it seemed that this man was also an alchemist!
But after a second thought, Ye Luo figured it out.
This is a fairy palace after all. The monks in the saint realm are not considered to have very high cultivation here. The middle-level saints are all working as bandits. It is not surprising that the first-level saints open an alchemy shop here.
"What do you two guests want to see?"
The shopkeeper came up to them with a smile and kept asking Ye Luo and Ye Luo.
"just looking around."
Ye Luo nodded, and then looked at the many pills in the store.
"What's wrong with me? I'm refining elixirs in my backyard. Let's go take a look first."
With that said, the shopkeeper clasped his hands and retreated to the backyard, keeping a smile on his face.
"This shopkeeper loves to laugh too much, he looks like a laughing Maitreya."
Seeing this, Ye Luo couldn't help but sigh.
"He opens the door to welcome customers. If he doesn't smile, how can people be in a good mood to buy from him?"
Hearing Ye Luo's words, Zhuo Fanrou smiled lightly and immediately explained to Ye Luo.
"But I think the shopkeeper himself is probably a kind person."
Hearing this, Ye Luo nodded.
"That's right..." Zhuo Fanrou nodded, picked up a porcelain bottle on the shelf, opened it, put it under his nose, sniffed and said: "The quality of the elixir is good, this person's level of alchemy should be...
Not low."
"How does it compare to your alchemy?"
Hearing this, Ye Luo raised his eyebrows and immediately asked curiously.
"I am a middle-grade saint, so my alchemy skills are naturally higher than his. I can refine middle-grade saint-level elixirs, but he cannot."
Regarding Ye Luo's question, Zhuo Fanrou was able to answer definitely.
Although her cultivation level is only slightly higher than that of the shopkeeper, it is precisely because of this that the elixirs she can refine are of higher quality than those of the shopkeeper.
In the Immortal Palace, this is the bottleneck of alchemy.
What kind of cultivation level can be used to refine what grade of elixir.
boom!
At this moment, a huge roar came from the backyard, as if something exploded!
"The oven exploded!"
Hearing this voice, Ye Luo reacted immediately.
Just now the shopkeeper said that he had a furnace for refining elixirs in the backyard. Now he heard an explosion. Even by association, he could guess that it was an explosion for elixirs.
"Go and have a look."
Hearing this, Zhuo Fanrou nodded and immediately pulled Ye Luo towards the backyard.
When an alchemist is refining elixirs, it is inevitable that the furnace will explode, but every time the furnace explodes, the consequences will be very serious.
Not only is the furnace of elixirs ruined, but the alchemist may also be harmed.
Then, Ye Luo and Zhuo Fanrou came to the backyard and saw a mess.
There was a deep pit on the ground, with black smoke rising from it, fragments of the alchemy furnace scattered around, and the ashes of the elixir that had exploded into ash.
The shopkeeper was far away from the explosion site and did not appear to be harmed.
But the expression on his face at this time was completely different from before!
Angry, completely angry!
Looking around the area where the alchemy furnace exploded, a man covered in blood was lying there. It looked like he had been seriously injured.
Although he was covered in blood, Ye Luo could see clearly that he was a young man with a handsome and resolute appearance. He was wearing coarse linen clothes and had a mysterious black line on his forehead.
"You loser, I asked you to look at the alchemy furnace, and I didn't ask you to do anything. You can actually blow up the alchemy furnace in front of me!?"
The shopkeeper stared at the figure covered in blood, with an angry and ferocious look on his face.
Compared with his smiling appearance before, he was completely different!
"not me..."
The young man lying on the ground covered in blood, although he was seriously injured, seemed to be quite conscious. He stood up unsteadily and explained with an aggrieved look.
"It's not you, is it me? You loser!"
Hearing this, the look on the shopkeeper's face turned ferocious again. He raised his head and slapped the young man who stood up unsteadily to the ground again!
"not me."
The young man fell to the ground, got up again, and said with a stubborn look on his face.
"Is it you!? Say, is it you!?"
Perhaps the young man's stubbornness angered the shopkeeper, and the ferocious look on his face became even more ferocious. He immediately took a step forward and was slapped again!
The young man fell to the ground in response, but his eyes were full of dissatisfaction and stubbornness.
Seeing this, Ye Luo frowned and was about to step forward to ask what was going on.
Although he could tell that the shopkeeper was angry because he thought the young man had blown up the alchemy furnace, it was really insulting to hit someone like this.
Seeing that Ye Luo was about to go up, Zhuo Fanrou immediately grabbed his wrist, winked at him and said, "This man is the shopkeeper's slave, let's just leave him alone."
Zhuo Fanrou's meaning is obvious.
No matter what the shopkeeper did, after all, he was treating his own slaves, and it was not easy for outsiders to interfere.
"Slave? Why do you see him?"
Hearing this, Ye Luo frowned slightly and asked.
Ye Luo naturally knew why he was called a slave, but when he was in the mortal world, whether it was Da Chu, the Southern Barbarians or the Far North, they had long abandoned this backward system.
Unexpectedly, Ye Luo never expected that there would be a slave system in the Immortal Palace!
"Look at the black lines on his forehead, they are slave brands."
With that said, Zhuo Fanrou pointed at the young man's forehead and whispered.
That black line is the slave's brand, and it is also the best proof.
"Even though he is a slave, he cannot do this. What does the explosion of the alchemy furnace have to do with him?"
Seeing this, Ye Luo frowned slightly, feeling in his heart that this young man had been wronged.
He was just here staring at the alchemy furnace and not participating in the actual operation. Even if the furnace exploded, what would it have to do with him? Most likely it was the shopkeeper who made a mistake in his operation.
However, this is often the case. The shopkeeper wants to find someone to take the blame, but the young slave happens to be nearby, so he is naturally unlucky.
"How dare you say it's not you!? It's you!"
At this time, the ferocious expression on the shopkeeper's face was like a wild beast about to eat people. This was completely different from the smile he used to welcome Ye Luoke!
As he spoke, the shopkeeper punched the young slave one after another, causing him to stumble backwards frequently.
Ye Luo could tell that the shopkeeper had the cultivation level of a first-class saint, while the young slave had the cultivation level of a pseudo-sage. Although the realms were very different, it seemed that the young man could still withstand the power of the shopkeeper.
"This man's physical strength...is a bit interesting."
Ye Luo could see that the young slave's physical strength was terrifying, but it was definitely not comparable to him.