Su Luo touched the elixir in her abdomen that had already dissipated its medicinal effect, her eyes sparkling: "What kind of elixir is this? The speed of healing is too good, isn't it?"
Master Rong Yun looked at the clear big footprints on Su Luo's dress, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "Emperor-level holy medicine for healing."
"Emperor, emperor-level holy medicine for healing?" The muscles at the corners of Su Luo's mouth twitched.
"Any questions?" Master Rong Yun asked quietly, his expression as usual.
"How, how, can, can, know, no question!" Su Luo gritted her teeth excitedly, "Master, the emperor level is above the grand master level, right?"
"Yeah." Master Rong Yun didn't take it seriously and nodded lightly.
"Is this royal healing holy medicine refined by the master?" Su Luo followed up and asked.
"Is there a question?" Master Rong Yun raised the corners of his lips as if he was there.
"Master! In other words, you are now an imperial alchemist?" Su Luo almost choked on her own saliva.
Mr. Luo is still trapped in the master level. There is only one master in the world. The master is already an imperial alchemist. How can this little disciple not be excited? Can she not be proud of you?
?
"Old man Luo will be promoted soon." Master Rong Yun said slowly with half-squinted eyes.
"It's a pity that no matter how much he gets promoted, he can't catch up with Master." Su Luo narrowed her eyes happily, like a sneaky rat, "By the way, didn't Master just get promoted to the Grandmaster level in recent years? So?
Will he become emperor soon?"
Is it so easy to be promoted to an imperial alchemist?
Master Rong Yun shook his head: "It has been many years since I was promoted to the Grandmaster level, but I just didn't say it out loud."
Okay. Su Luo nodded to show that she understood. Master has always been low-key and indifferent, keeping aloof from the world. It is true that the world does not know.
"Thanks to you for being promoted to the emperor level this time." Master Rong Yun looked at Su Luo with a half-smile.
"Me?" Su Luo stretched out her finger and pointed at her nose.
"You were seriously injured and died." Master Rong Yun only said these few words, but Su Luo fully understood what he had not said.
The master was worried about his injury. While telling himself to go to the Nine-layered Palace, he stepped up his promotion and took two paths. But who knew that both paths would actually work.
Her injury was cured in the Jiuzhong Palace, and Master Rong Yun was promoted to the emperor level.
"Master..." Su Luo took Master Rong Yun's arm and rubbed it, feeling warm in her heart.
"Silly girl." Master Rong Yun patted Su Luo's head, "Are your injuries healed?"
"Well, everything is fine, thanks to Master's imperial elixir." Su Luo smiled as brightly as a flower.
Master Rong Yun pinched Su Luo's little arms and legs, showing an expression of disgust while doing so.
Su Luo stuck out her tongue weakly.
"Master, it's really healed..." Shouldn't you check her pulse? Master squeezed her little hand?
Unexpectedly, Master Rong Yun flew towards Su Luo with his cold eyes like knives: "I asked you to fight just now, do you understand?"
"Huh?" Su Luo was stunned by the confused question.
"Think carefully." Master Rong Yun patted her head.
Under the cold gaze of Master Rong Yun, Su Luo quickly thought about the key to this matter.
Before the fight, Master said she had gone astray in her cultivation...
Now he is squeezing her bones and muscles, which shows that it has something to do with it.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in Su Luo's eyes: "Is it because my foundation...has not been laid well?"