Zhao Xiang led Yang Fan into the crowd.
The two opposing female disciples cast their eyes on Yang Fan.
"Senior Sister Zhao Xiang, didn't you go and invite a senior alchemist? Where is he?"
Peng Lisi didn't think that Yang Fan was the senior alchemist whom Zhao Xiang said.
Zhao Xiang smiled slightly.
The finger pointed to Yang Fan.
"he?"
Not only Peng Li, but everyone else couldn't believe it.
Few people knew that Yang Fan was an eighth-grade apothecary in the Divine Sword Gate.
"Do not make jokes."
A female disciple who had confronted Peng Li sneered, pointed at Yang Fan, and said loudly.
"This kid is the senior in your mouth, Zhao Xiang, is any old man on the street also a senior?"
The female disciple's words caused a roar of laughter from her team.
Yang Fan did not smile and asked the female disciple.
"Oh? What's your name, what kind of pharmacist now?"
The woman stroked a strand of hair.
"Listen well, my grandmother's name is Lianqiao, and the chief disciple of Elder Sun Sibo is now a fourth-grade alchemist."
Seeing Yang Fan's unbelievable expression, Forsythia was a little angry.
"You always know Elder Sun Sibo."
Yang Fan nodded.
Sun Sibo is the alchemy elder of the Shenjianmen Pill Pavilion, and the only sixth-rank alchemist in the Shenjianmen.
"This is easier."
"Peng Li said before that Taiqing grass should be put in the end. This is an insult to the industry of pharmacists."
Forsythia snorted coldly.
"What you are talking about should be the sixth grade Tianyuan Condensation Huadan."
Not only Forsythia, except for Zhang San and Zhao Xiang who followed Yang Fan, Peng Li and other disciples were a little surprised.
"How do you know?"
Then Forsythia suddenly said, "Zhao Xiang told you."
"Then you know what kind of Alchemist Zhao Xiang is now?"
"You know, isn't it the fifth rank? It's nothing compared to my master."
Yang Fan was a little funny, and he became interested.
"Then you know, who am I?"
Forsythia glanced at it, her contemptuous eyes kept silent.
"It's an ordinary inner disciple."
"Forsythia, this is..."
Zhao Xiang angrily wanted to punch someone.
Yang Fan interrupted Zhao Xiang in time.
"Looking at the face of the people of the same sect, let me give you a piece of advice. Others are always not yours. If you always rely on others, you can't become a climate. If you really have the ability, then rely on yourself to suppress others. "
Forsythia didn't take it seriously, and even a little bit of disdain for Yang Fan, thinking that Yang Fan was jealous of being a disciple of a sixth-rank alchemist.
"There is no proof to say, so that's good, I will refine Tianyuan Condensation Huadan on the spot."
As soon as this remark came out, many disciples were shocked, and some showed joking, thinking that Yang Fan was pretending to be a big head.
Forsythia was a little surprised.
The six Zhao Xiang were extremely excited.
Soon, the herbs of Tianyuan Ninghua Pill were all ready.
Busy enough to start refining medicine in the eyes of many disciples.
It's just that Yang Fan didn't use the alchemy furnace to make medicine, which made everyone ridicule, and they accused Yang Fan of not making alchemy, and this would only ruin the medicine.
Even with the background of the Divine Sword Sect, it would be a pity to lose a portion of the medicinal materials used to refine the sixth-grade pill for no reason.
However, just when everyone wanted to step forward to stop him, Yang Fan's next move made others dumbfounded.
A group of terrifying black flames appeared out of thin air, enveloping the whole medicine.
"It's over."
An alchemy disciple shook his head, no longer had the thought of looking any more.
However, it didn't take long for the disciples around the person to exclaim.
Subconsciously, the alchemy disciple turned his head to look, and his eyes widened with just one glance.
The medicinal materials in the black flame showed no signs of being burned, but were slowly turning into essence and melting.
Yang Fan's alchemy is very fast, and all the other medicinal materials have been fused one after another, leaving only the last medicinal material, which is Taiqingcao.
"Do you know why I left Taiqing grass for the end?"
Many disciples are puzzled.
"That's because Taiqing grass has a characteristic, that is, when it is refined into essence, it will release a toxin. Although it is not very toxic, it will affect the quality of the pill. If you are lucky, it will become a waste pill. ."
Everyone suddenly realized that Forsythia was shocked.
What was shocked was not Yang Fan knew about this, but Yang Fan's alchemy level. She was sure that even her teacher Sun Sibo would not be able to refine the sixth grade Tianyuan Ninghua Pill in such a short period of time.
Sure enough, ten minutes later, ten antique brown pills appeared in Yang Fan's hands.
In order not to undermine the confidence of these disciples, Yang Fan did not use his full strength. But even so, everyone was shocked.
Because even Sun Sibo, the sixth-rank pharmacist elder, when refining Tianyuan Condensation Hua Pill, the most one time is only three.
Yang Fan refined ten of them at once, wouldn't it be more powerful than Elder Sun Sibo?
Soon, this matter spread throughout the entire Divine Sword Gate.
A disciple of the alchemist who was more powerful than Elder Sun Sibo appeared.
Seeing that the matter was resolved, Yang Fan went straight back to his dojo.
The Dange disciples, elders and worshippers who received the news came to Yang Fan's dojo, wanting to ask for some advice.
All of a sudden, Yang Fan's entrance to the dojo was spoiled, almost stepping on the threshold.
"Senior Sun, please come out for a comment."
Just when Yang Fan wanted to enter the cultivation state, a voice came into his ears.
Helpless to get up, Yang Fan regretted showing himself.
When he came outside, he opened his mouth to an old man with a baby-like skin and a childlike appearance. He was not too tall, about 1.6 meters, a bit like the appearance of Hua Tuo in the New Three Kingdoms.
"Senior, I am Sun Sibo, the sixth-rank alchemist of the Pill Pavilion."
Sun Sibo bowed his hand and was very humble.
"I heard many disciples say that Senior's alchemy level is very high, absolutely above me. It's just that Senior is actually an inner disciple. Isn't this too inconsistent with your identity?"
Yang Fan didn't change his face.
Upon seeing this, Sun Sibo coughed and said.
"It's better to come to my alchemy pavilion, the chief alchemist is yours."
"Not only that, the medicinal materials of the Pill Pavilion are left to use, and there will be no shortage of training resources."
Yang Fan was amused.
I'm afraid I've been attracted by this condition long ago, but Yang Fan is not someone else.
No training resources can compare to the system.
As the so-called system is in hand, I have the world.
"No, I'm not interested in this. If there is nothing else, I'll leave."
Yang Fan's talent is destined to not stay long at the Divine Sword Gate, and he is destined to fly into a fairy. Fanjie is just a transitional stage, and Xianyu is his real stage.
The most important point is that he wants to quickly improve his strength, and then find a way home, personally behead everyone who participated in the siege of him.
If it is a family, then that family will be destroyed. If it is a country’s authority, for example, a small but ambitious island country.
Then-destroy the country!
