Guan Wen and others didn't dare to eat it. Da Niu didn't care so much. He was the last one to pick up the fruit, the first one to tear off the peel and open his mouth to bite it.
“Delicious, so delicious! So delicious!”
Gan Xiaoxiao, Guan Wen and others watched the big cow eating the fruit, then carefully tore open the skin of the crystal lotus fruit and started eating one after another.
"It's so cold, my stomach is freezing!"
Zheng Xintong and Yan Yunchang said this, but they finished the fruit one by one without stopping, and then everyone put the peel on the plate.
Zhao Feng waved his hand, and a burst of flame covered the peels. Everyone was very different, but for a moment, everyone smelled a strange medicinal fragrance.
"Where did the medicinal smell come from?" The door of the hall was opened from the outside, and an old man walked in. When Zhao Feng saw the person, he quickly put the skin of the crystal lotus fruit that had not yet cooled down together with the plate.
In arms.
"Boss Feng, you are so awesome, you are not afraid of being burned!" Huang Tao teased Zhao Feng.
At this time, the old man who walked in from outside came to Zhao Feng and said with a smile:
"How can you keep good things to yourself? How about giving some to my brother?"
"Hey, you are an old man, don't you blush when you ask for something from a kid?"
"Which one of us is following the other, right?"
"No, I can't give it for free, you have to exchange it for me!"
"If you don't give it to me, I will rob it!"
As he said that, the old man raised his hand, and the peel in Zhao Feng's arms, along with the plate, changed hands in the blink of an eye.
Gan Xiaoxiao and other guys who knew the old man were all stunned by the scene in front of them.
"Feng, is this still the virtuous and respectable old man we know? How can he be a rogue with the same virtue as you?"
Zuo Mengdao didn't blush at all after hearing Gan Xiaoxiao's words: "Little girl, do you know what grade the Blood Soul Pill is?"
"How many grades?" Guan Wen and others don't know about elixirs, but the first-grade Qi-Returning Pills cannot be afforded by ordinary martial arts disciples, while the second-grade Yuan-Returning Pills are a good thing to break your head.
"Nine-grade blood soul pill, little guy, if you have it now, take it out in your hand, the big guys outside will treat you as an ancestor!"
"Ah! What?" Zhao Feng and others were all shocked.
Although Zhao Feng has mastered the Taizhen Pharmacopoeia, he does not know how to make elixirs. Those within the third grade are commonly used elixirs, and their value is already high.
The third to sixth grade elixirs are already the mainstream elixirs, and their value is no longer affordable for warriors below the middle level.
The seventh-grade to ninth-grade elixirs are called spiritual elixirs, and masters and big shots at high and extreme realms flock to them.
Only elixir saints like Zuo Mengdao can refine elixirs. This is the reason why Zuo Mengdao has such a high status.
As for the elixirs from the tenth to the twelfth grade, they are called holy elixirs, elixirs, and divine elixirs. Each one has the miraculous effect of bringing the dead back to life. Every time one appears in the world, it will cause a sensational effect.
Zuo Mengdao became famous because he refined the tenth-grade Haoyuan Pill and entered the ranks of Alchemy Saints in one fell swoop.
After being famous for thousands of years, he was lucky enough to refine the elixir Wuhua Dan, a twelfth-grade magical elixir. Zuo Mengdao knew that he had no hope of refining it in this life.
"This elixir is so valuable!" Huang Tao stared straight at the crystal lotus fruit peel in Zuo Mengdao's hand, wishing that two little hands would pop out of his eyes and sweep away all the good things on the plate.
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Zhao Feng rolled his eyes at Huang Tao: "Hey, I don't even have this thing for you. Ordinary alchemists don't know it, and high-level alchemists can't afford it! Maybe you will be slaughtered as soon as you go out with these peels!"
Huang Tao shrank his neck in fright and no longer dared to think anything wrong.
"Boy, don't look at me like that. I don't have any elixirs now. I just sold them to the auction house here, and the soul stones haven't been settled yet!"
Zuo Mengdao was afraid of being blackmailed by Zhao Feng, so he hurriedly cleared it up. Zhao Feng said cheerfully: "We two said those things outside the body are so rich, right?"
As Zhao Feng spoke, he opened his hand in front of Zuo Mengdao's eyes, and then closed it again in an instant. No one else saw what it was, only Zuo Mengdao's eyes couldn't leave Zhao Feng's right hand, Zhao Feng turned to the left
, his eyes turned to the left, Zhao Feng's fist moved to the right, and his eyes followed.
"Hey, Uncle Zuo, let's talk about it now!"
"Some talk, some talk, little brother, if you want anything, just ask, even if Uncle Zuo doesn't have it, I can get it for you!"
Zuo Mengdao's attitude changed so quickly that Gan Xiaoxiao and others were dumbfounded. They all began to wonder if Zuo Mengdao was a liar, or was being impersonated by others. Is he still a great figure at the level of a great master?
Zhao Feng was very proud. Zuo Mengdao was determined to get what he had in his hand, and just in time he could open his mouth like a lion.
"Uncle Zuo, let's talk alone!"
Zhao Feng took Zuo Mengdao into Xuantian Wonderland, came to Resa's side, found a large flat stone, and sat down respectively.
Zhao Feng placed the lotus seeds of the Nine-turn Blood Lotus on the stone. Zuo Mengdao grabbed it involuntarily and froze in place.
"Little fox, I've been fooled!" Zuo Mengdao took the thing and knew that he was going to be killed by Zhao Feng this time, so he had to bite the bullet and ask:
"Little brother, what is this?"
Old God Zhao Feng is here, shaking his head, crossing his legs, and nodding his feet proudly:
"Why, Uncle Zuo doesn't want it, then just give it to me!"
Zuo Mengdao put away the Nine-turn Blood Lotus Seeds in the blink of an eye and sat down calmly.
"Little brother, if there is anything we can't say to each other, if you have any requests, just ask!"
Zuo Mengdao spoke loudly, but his heart was bleeding. Zhao Feng knelt down in front of Zuo Mengdao and kowtowed nine times. Zuo Mengdao understood immediately.
If Zuo Mengdao had to open his mouth to accept disciples, the place would be overcrowded with people coming here.
If Zuo Mengdao and Bei Xuantian stood together and openly accepted disciples, everyone except Wu Chi would choose to join Zuo Mengdao's sect without hesitation.
Even if the disciples of the Alchemy Saint cannot become Alchemy Saints, as long as they can refine elixirs below the sixth grade, they can live a happy life with no worries about food and clothing and no shortage of training resources.
Among all the major forces and races, the only ones who will not target and kill are pharmacists and alchemists. These two warriors will be safe wherever they go. At most, they will be imprisoned. However, prisoners of this level can still live a decent life.
Above is freedom.
"Well, now that you have the Star Flame, you can indeed become an alchemist. However, you are lazy and unwilling to work hard at martial arts. I am worried that you will not be able to persevere and learn the boring alchemy skills!"
Zhao Feng jumped up and shouted: "Who says I'm lazy? I'm the most diligent. Dad said that martial arts training relies on the heart, not hard work like a bull!"
Professor Kong taught Zhao Feng Kungfu and focused on understanding. Hard training was just a inferior practice and was not valued by this old master.
"Oh, you are so confident in what you say. If you can use the Star Flame flexibly, I will accept you as my disciple!"