Chapter 584: The holy workshop is really under the garbage (third!)

Chapter 584 Holy Building is indeed under the garbage (third!)
In the middle of the room, a young man said that it was a teenager.
At this moment, in front of him, he is rapidly refining the medicinal herbs.
The technique of water refining, a very powerful technique of water refining, his hands danced fast.
In front of him, the medicinal herbs quickly condense under their gaze, and the medicinal herbs are filled with rich energy.
This energy, they are very familiar with, is a powerful medicinal drug of the sixth grade.
Six-level medicinal herbs can greatly enhance the strength of the Dantian strong.
However, only the master-level alchemy can do it.
"Condensed and condensed!"
Some of Wang Xian’s pretending to lightly sighed, and the medicinal herbs quickly condensed.
"Dan Cheng!"
He snorted again, four scented medicinal herbs formed, and a medicinal fragrance filled the room.
This made everyone take a deep breath.
"Six-level medicinal herbs, six-level medicinal herbs, masters, he is a master!"
The heads of the forces of one power couldn't help but shrink, and the face showed a shocking look.
This young and over-extended young man turned out to be the master of alchemy.
An alchemy master who asked Mu to give him materials to refine his medicine.
Can not help, a group of people with a respectful look.
"Who wants to refine the medicinal herbs?"
Wang Xian’s arm waved, and four medicinal herbs were placed in a jade in a box. They saw that the jade was full of various remedies at this time!
"Master, Master, we... We ask you to help refine the remedy!"
The heads of the various forces showed a hot look in their eyes and immediately said.
"Do you know the price?"
Wang Xian stood up slowly and said to them.
"price?"
Everyone looked at it with a slight glimpse, and looked at the side of the heavens and asked the five people.
"Two pieces of refining material, one weapon, three points of alchemy material, four medicinal herbs, no charge for handling!"
The five people of Tianzongzong said slightly to the head of the forces.
"what?"
"Scorpio? Is this so cheap?"
"How is this...how is it possible, even though it is so much cheaper than the Holy House!"
The heads of the powerful forces stunned and opened their eyes with an incredible look.
"It is this price. If you make it, take the materials. Within half a month, you will refine your spirits and medicinal herbs!"
Wang Xian said to them faintly.
"This is... Master, well, we will take the materials right away!"
"Master, you are really a good place here, you are a good master, not a holy workshop."
The heads of the various forces are crazy.
Damn, compared with the holy workshop, the master is more than a good person, it is simply a saint.
They refine the materials to the masters, and at least they have to save five or six thousand or even hundreds of thousands of stones.
Compared with the two, what is the black shop is not a black shop?
"Oh, the Holy Creation Square can be compared with the master, the holy workshop is garbage in front of the master!"
Tian Wenzong five people said something straight.

St. Workshop?

Wang Xian looked at them all and thought of the last time he went to the holy workshop. He thought of the two masters, Xuan Huo and Qing Ming, who had a hint of cool color in their eyes. They said faintly: "The Holy Workshop is indeed rubbish!"
At this moment, in the real flow mountain that followed, an alchemy teacher and the staff member of the St. Founding House entered the store.
They looked at the whole store with sarcasm.
"On this small shop, you can still have a master, it is a big laugh!"
Said an alchemist at the Sanctuary.

A garbage shop, still a master!

Several middle-aged people in Zhenliushan also said with ridicule.

The Holy Workshop is indeed rubbish!

At this moment, a dull sound was heard from the building, and the face of the alchemist and the staff at the downstairs was immediately cold.
"Who dares to say bad things about my holy workshop, find death!"
The alchemy teacher of the Holy Workshop was cold-faced and looked up at the upstairs position and sipped in his mouth.
"Ha ha?"
Wang Xian heard the voice coming from below, and smiled coldly: "Excavate them, refine the spirits and the medicine, and take the materials directly!"
"Yes, it is a master!"
The heads of the powerful forces said with respect and respect.
Wang Xian nodded and continued to refine the medicinal herbs.
The heads of the various forces and the five people of Tian Wenzong looked at each other and walked straight downstairs.
"Which dog that doesn't have long eyes is called here by the master?"
A head of power directly shouted toward the bottom.
"Who are you, dare to say that we are garbage in St. Square? Are you looking for death!"
The alchemists at the Holy Workshop did not know them all, and stared at them coldly.
The staff of the St. Founder on the side of him and the middle-aged faces of Zhenliushan showed a look of surprise.
"What about the garbage in your holy workshop? How? Is it a waste of people?"
The heads of several forces slowly raged in an imposing manner. At this moment, they did not put their holy workshops in their eyes.
Just now, they are asking for a holy workshop.
However, the attitude of the St. Square, a staff member would dare to swear to their faces and give them a look.
They had already had a sigh of relief in their hearts.
If they are not asking for their holy workshop, how can they be so mad.
Now, with a master, it is more favorable than the price of the holy workshop, and there is no need to wait so long, then they give a little alchemy face?
Give a face to a staff member?
They are all external leaders of the forces!
All the people said, their eyes chilled toward the bottom, staring at the two people in the holy workshop.
"We said that the holy workshop garbage, you said we are looking for death?"
An old man glanced over the two of them coldly, and his body exuded a powerful momentum and went straight to them.
"What? You...you..."
The refiners of the Holy Workshop changed their faces, and they stared at them with horror in their eyes.
"Take out what we gave you, boy!"
An old man disdainfully looked at the staff of the Holy Workshop.
"You... don't you want to refine the weapon in my holy workshop, you..."
The staff member's eyes widened and his face was embarrassed and whispered to them.
"Go to your garbage holy workshop? Fucking, the masters and spirits refining the masters here are so much cheaper than you, will Laozi go to you?"
A middle-aged man with a disdainful cold drink toward them: "Get out of here, the garbage of your holy workshop, don't tarnish it!"
"You...you..."
The alchemist and the staff of the Holy Workshop were a little white and looked at them with horror.
How dare they say their holy workshop?
How can they change so fast?
(End of this chapter)