Chapter 778 Use Money to Reach the Twelfth-Order Alchemy Master

What did the old man say? !

When did he care so much about him? He was really flattered!

However, his body is still tough! Don't preach and teach an apprentice, even if you teach another five, six, seven or eight, there is no problem!

He Ping cast a grateful look at the silver-eyed youth beside him, cleared his throat, and just wanted to express his gratitude for the other party's concern, by the way, he said that he was strong enough to accept apprentices——

However, the realistic boxing severely shattered He Ping's beautiful fantasy!

Because the silver-eyed youth around him has exposed his true purpose!

I saw that the young man handed back the medicinal pill in his hand to Yun Qingyan, with a gentle and charming smile on his face.

"Little guy, are you willing to enter my Medicine God Tower and worship me as a teacher?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand, a silver light flashed across his hand, and an exquisite medicine refining furnace appeared in his hand.

"I can see that the reason why your pill furnace exploded before was because the quality of the pill furnace couldn't withstand your strange fire, right?

If you worship me as your teacher, I will give you this silver furnace. "

The miniature version of the Pill Stove in his hand was gently rotating, and it was full of brilliance, as if entwined with stars, very beautiful.

"My silver furnace can withstand different fires below the sky level, increase the rate of alchemy by 20%, and has the auxiliary function of helping the alchemist to concentrate and meditate. It is a high-level sacred artifact in itself."

He introduced in an orderly manner, and his moving voice was very nice, making people not feel the slightest impatience.

The eyes of all the alchemists were glued to the miniature version of the pill furnace for a moment, like a cowhide candy, they couldn't pull it down!

In the quiet medicine refining room, there is a sound of suppressed swallowing everywhere!

A holy artifact-level pill furnace! What a big deal!

In addition to pill recipes, techniques, and flames, pill furnaces are also an indispensable part of every alchemist!

Almost every high-level pharmacist has a pill furnace that is entirely his own!

Those pill furnaces are all refined with special materials and techniques, which have a bonus effect on the alchemist's alchemy!

Compared with the other alchemists' coveting the silver furnace, He Ping scolded fiercely after being stunned for the first time!

spit!

Too shameless!

He thought that he really cared about his stinky old man, and he was messing around. It turned out that the other party was here to rob the apprentice!

unacceptable!

When they first met, he also thought that this lord was a person with a bright and beautiful moon, but he did not expect to be so insidious and shameless! !

But...he can't do anything about it!

He Ping glanced at the silver furnace and swallowed a mouthful of old blood.

Not to mention the ordinary alchemist that silver furnace, even a peak alchemist like him who has his own elixir furnace looks a little jealous!

The other party's handwriting is too big, and he can't compete with others at all!

Even if he doesn't fight for his financial resources... he fights for the pharmacist's rank and power, he can't fight for others.

With a faint sigh in his heart, He Ping took a step back in depression and regret, knowing that the little apprentice he finally fell in love with today was out of play.

Seeing that Yun Qingyan didn't immediately agree to him, the silver-eyed youth raised his brows and continued to increase his stake, "Worship me as a teacher, not only this silver furnace belongs to you, but any medicinal herbs below the holy elixir, as long as you want to refine the medicinal materials, I will Everything is ready for you!"

"Hey!" As soon as these words came out, the entire pharmacy room resounded with a gasp of breath, not even He Ping!

Unlimited supply of any medicinal materials needed for the medicinal pills below the Holy Pill! This is simply to use money to smash people to the twelfth-order alchemy master!