When everyone looked at Ling Han again, their eyes were full of fanaticism, even the three alchemy giants were no exception. They put the Seven-turn Breaking Pill back into the jade bottle and returned it to Ling Han with great respect. You Ruo looked at it.
There is a god on it.
This is definitely the future king of alchemy and deserves the worship of all alchemy masters.
Ling Han smiled faintly and said, "Am I an Earth-level alchemist now?"
"Yes, it must be!" Long Yongchang and the other three giants nodded repeatedly. Not only was this a prefecture-level alchemist, but he could even become a prefecture-level mid-level or high-level alchemist immediately. He was so awesome that he was confused.
Ling Han looked at Cheng Feijun, who had turned pale and said with a smile: "Xiao Cheng, why don't you pay your respects to this master?"
Cheng Feijun bit his lips so hard that they were about to bleed. Now even three prefecture-level alchemists have admitted Ling Han's identity. How could he act so shamelessly in front of everyone? But Ling Han had just killed his younger brother, how could he?
Can you kneel down to Ling Han?
If he kneels down, his life will be over.
"Hmph, you haven't obtained the alchemist certificate yet, so you said you are a prefecture-level alchemist?" Sure enough, he was still lying.
Long Yongchang immediately showed a look of dissatisfaction and said: "Cheng Feijun, Master Ling just refined the seventh-turn Po'er Dan, didn't you see it with your own eyes? Moreover, the three of us can prove that you are still here
What does it mean to doubt Master Ling’s identity?”
Cheng Feijun gritted his teeth and said, "Anyway, unless he can produce proof of his identity as a prefecture-level alchemist, I will never believe him!"
The Xingyao Palace here is not qualified to issue identity certificates for prefecture-level pharmacists. It must first be reported to the headquarters of the Alchemist Association in the Northern Territory. After a series of steps, the Alchemist Certificate can be issued.
It will take a month to complete these procedures.
Cheng Feijun took advantage of this and refused to admit defeat.
Ling Han smiled faintly and said, "Don't you cry without seeing the coffin?" If you dare to cheat and get on top of him, isn't this asking for death?
He strode towards Cheng Feijun.
"Why, you still want to fight with me?" Cheng Feijun sneered. His alchemy strength is indeed not as good as Ling Han's, but he is not shy in terms of combat power. He is at the seventh level of Yongquan!
Ling Han stretched out his hand and grabbed Cheng Feijun.
"Presumptuous!" Cheng Feijun snorted and started to fight back.
Snap!
How could someone on the seventh level of Yongquan be Ling Han's opponent? He just raised his hand and was suppressed by Ling Han. He couldn't help but open his eyes wide with an expression of disbelief.
"You are cheating in front of me. Where did you get the confidence?" Ling Han greeted him with a series of old punches, causing Feijun to scream in agony.
Everyone looked at each other in shock, and no one dared to break up the fight.
Ling Han is a prefecture-level alchemist, and he is very likely to surpass Long Yongchang and the others and become a mid-level or even high-level prefecture-level alchemist. Who is willing to offend him? Besides, it is true that Cheng Feijun's gambling is not good, and he obviously lost completely.
, but still stubbornly resisting. He is completely asking for a beating.
After beating Cheng Feijun into a dead dog, Ling Han carried him, smiled at everyone, and said: "He and I still have a score to settle. Come back as soon as you go."
Everyone just thought that Ling Han was going to be beaten into a flying army, so they nodded hurriedly, daring to stand up to a great alchemist. This is what he deserves.
Ling Han carried the unconscious Cheng Feijun to an alchemy room. The walls here were not transparent. He immediately flashed and took Cheng Feijun into the black tower. In this space, he was
It would be easy for a god-like existence to deprive Cheng Feijun of his strange fire.
Sure enough, a ball of green flames immediately emerged from Cheng Feijun's body, and the strange fire in Ling Han's body immediately showed excitement, and said "yeah yeah" to Ling Han, wanting to devour this ball of green flames.
flame.
Ling Han waved his hand, and the crimson strange fire suddenly appeared and rushed towards Qingyan without hesitation.
The two flames suddenly started fighting.
This is a war between different fires. Whoever wins can devour the other party and grow himself, but his opponent will disappear forever. Ling Han cannot intervene in such a battle, even if he is the master here.
However, Ling Han's strange fire was cultivated from a strong man in the Shattering Void Realm. It was of extremely high grade, and was enhanced by the black tower. His strength was greatly increased, and he quickly gained the upper hand.
The two strange fires began to merge. Visible to the naked eye, the cyan flame was disappearing, while the red flame was getting brighter and brighter.
Ling Han made up his mind and took Cheng Feijun out of the black tower, throwing him aside casually. If it weren't for the strange fire, how could he bother to get to know such a small person? This time he was about to be certified as an earth-level alchemist, so he took it away
A burst of strange fire can be regarded as a fruitful harvest.
When they arrived at the main hall, Long Yongchang and others had already been waiting there, and they all expressed their congratulations to Ling Han.
Ling Han thanked them one by one, and then took Huniu back to the inn, agreeing to come back in a few days.
He had to obtain a certificate from a prefecture-level alchemist before he could leave, so he did have to stay here for a while, but Long Yongchang and the others promised to get Ling Han's identity certificate as soon as possible and would not keep Ling Han waiting for long.
When Zhu Hexin mentioned Ling Han's promotion to the prefecture-level pharmacist, everyone in Guangyuan was stunned. Only a few days had passed, and Ling Han had been promoted from the high-grade Xuan-level alchemist to the prefecture-level. How could anyone believe this?
But they immediately became excited again. Following a prefecture-level alchemist, would they still be afraid of having no medicine in the future?
Alas, you are destined to be a medicine jar, let others envy you!
They said they wanted to celebrate Ling Han, but actually they wanted to feast. After all, Ling Han's fruits, vegetables and meat were so delicious that they kept thinking about them.
In fact, they had no idea that Ling Han owned a vegetable garden that could supply the entire Rain Kingdom, otherwise they would not have made such a request by chance. In their opinion, these delicacies in the world must be extremely rare.
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It was night, in a quiet courtyard in the north of the town.
Cheng Feijun, dressed in black, appeared as if he were a thief. He knocked five times on the door, three long and two short. With a creak, the door opened, and a fourteen-year-old boy appeared, but he stepped aside expressionlessly.
A way out without saying a word.
Cheng Feijun swayed and entered the courtyard. He walked quickly and arrived in the main hall in just a few steps. An unattractive old man was sitting and drinking tea. If you look carefully, his face looked a little pale.
Surprisingly white.
"Greetings to Mr. Luo!" Cheng Feijun knelt down and saluted quickly, his arrogant and arrogant attitude long gone.
"You will be informed every ten days, why did you come here early?" the old man surnamed Luo said, his voice hoarse and full of gloom.
At this time, the boy also walked into the main hall and stood behind the old man. His appearance could be clearly seen under the light. His face was red and white, and it was indescribably weird. It turned out that he was powdered and
rouge.
What kind of powder and rouge should a young man put on? (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!