Chapter 3238 4.838 Five Years

Mo Liusheng's expression changed slightly, and he was silent for a long time before he said, "How low is the success rate of a god-level alchemist?"

"Probably... 10%." Qiao Mu said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, Mo Liusheng's face became more and more ugly.

He let out a long sigh, as if he had been beaten to the core.

Qiao Mu glanced at him, "You can wait for the talented god-level alchemist to advance to the holy-level alchemist, and then hand over the materials to her for refining."

"In this way, even if there is a possibility of failure, the probability of success can be roughly above 60%."

Mo Liusheng glanced at her, moved his lips, and finally sighed faintly.

Mo Lian shook her small hand, "For nearly a thousand years in the Shenzhou Continent, there has not been a holy-level alchemist."

Wait? Wait until when.

This god-level alchemist may never be promoted to a holy-level alchemist in his entire life.

Qiao Mu raised his delicate brows and glanced at the Great Emperor, who had a trace of melancholy in his eyes, "Then just wait for me."

She suddenly said, "When I grow up, help Lian's mother refine the soul-returning pill."

"Five years is enough."

Mo Liusheng looked at her for a long while with the kind of eyes that looked at the strange flower, then stood up silently, turned his head and shouted at Hu Dequan, who was standing beside him as a sculpture, "Why are you standing still? I've taken Shengmi and returned to the palace!"

Prince Mo twitched the corners of his mouth and said quickly, "The right card for the entrance and exit of the precious medicine garden."

A flash of lightning slid in front of his eyes, and Mo Lian reached out and grabbed the medicine garden's pair of cards and shoved it to her little daughter-in-law.

Qiao Mu glanced at the back of the emperor leaving angrily, and asked with a wink, "What's wrong with him."

Just now, he left in the middle of what he said. Mr. Qiaoqiao tilted his head and thought for a while, and asked her husband with a serious face, "Does your father not believe me?"

She said that she could become a Saint-level alchemist in five years, and she was not joking.

She is a person with twelve times the flow rate of time. She said five years, in order to take care of the emperor's mood, she said it deliberately.

Unexpectedly, she said that for five years, the other party would not believe her!

Just a strange person.

Mo Lian looked at her little daughter-in-law's tangled face and almost laughed.

He nodded and said, "It's okay, we'll slap him in the face with the facts in two years."

When Mr. Qiaoqiao thought that this was the case, he nodded, then walked around him, reached out and touched his cheek, "Don't be sad, I will cure your mother."

Mo Lian's eyes moved, and she seemed to be overflowing with tenderness. She reached out and wrapped her arms around the little guy's waist, and kissed her gently on the cheek, "I know."

"When your old man is happy, take me there to have a look." Master Qiaoqiao said with a blank expression.

"it is good."

"Don't worry, a small soul-returning pill will not be difficult for your Lord Qiaoqiao." The little guy said with a serious look on his straight face.

Mo Lian picked her up and said with a smile, "I know I know, I know everything."

Many things do not need to be said at all, everything is in tacit understanding.

Lord Qiaoqiao's small head rubbed against his face, "You come back early at noon tomorrow. I want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus candy lotus root, you can do it."

"Well." Mo Lian nodded with a smile, "Daughter-in-law, what else do you want to eat, just tell my husband."

"Your Highness, Your Highness!" A hurried footstep came from outside.

I slept. I was too busy today, so I didn't have any energy to do it, o(╥﹏╥)o