"Don't leave yet."
The lord and the preacher turned to look.
"If nothing happens these days, don't bother me. I still have to practice and teach him alchemy."
One person and one beast couldn't help but blush, and they also knew that the monks were most taboo to be disturbed while practicing.
"So, you take these things first."
Yang Fan waved his hand, and dozens of barrels of instant noodle boxes appeared out of thin air, each with a different taste.
One person, one beast was taken aback at first, but when God's consciousness saw the scene inside through the box, he was suddenly overjoyed.
"Wow! Brother Yang, you are really friends enough, I laughed at these things."
Lord Lv smiled and wanted to put these boxes into his own space, but was blocked by the preacher in time.
"Fuck you, donkey, do you want to swallow it alone?"
The preacher was so angry that he was almost ready to do it.
"Where, I just keep it for you. What are you doing in such a hurry? I really have never seen a country boy."
The lord cursed, knowing that he could not swallow it alone, so he had to take out half of it.
Soon, the two divided all the boxes equally. Fortunately, one person and one beast have not eaten instant noodles of other flavors, otherwise, they would definitely not choose the mushroom and chicken flavor.
"Brother Yang, it's too early, so the Taoist priest and I will go back to rest first, and leave!"
Lord Lv hit the head, the Taoist clasped his fists, and then quickly fleeed, seemingly worried that Yang Fan would take back the instant noodles.
Yang Fan shook his head, knowing what these two guys were doing so fast, and went back to the room to practice.
Time soon came to the seventh day. In the morning, Yang Fan walked out of the room and looked at the pavilion, where Murong Fu was a little tired. He kept memorizing the knowledge in these books for seven consecutive days, even for a cultivator.
At this time, there were only less than six hours left until the seventh day, and there was still a book in front of Murong Fu that had not been fully memorized.
Shaking his head, Yang Fan knew that if this continued, Murong Fu was destined to be unable to complete this challenge.
As soon as he lifted his empty hand, a faint green pill appeared in his hand, and when he flung it, he was thrown in front of Murong Fu.
"If you don't want to fail, just eat it."
Before giving Murong Fu a chance to react, Yang Fan walked into the room again.
Murong Fu was stunned, just thinking for a while before swallowing the pill directly into his abdomen.
The instant the medicine pill entered his stomach, it turned into medicinal power and swept Murong Fu's whole body.
Although the pill that Yang Fan gave to Murongfu was an elixir, but fortunately, the medicinal power was not very strong, and he could also absorb it in the realm of the Nascent Soul Stage.
The medicinal power was quickly absorbed, and Murong Fu just felt immersed in a hot spring, feeling very comfortable all over his body, and the feeling of fatigue disappeared.
When he was six children, Yang Fan came back to the pavilion, only to see that Murong Fu had put away these books, closed his eyes and meditated.
"Master!"
At this time, Murong Fu suddenly spoke.
"Don't call me Master, I don't mean to accept you as a disciple. I only teach you to repay the Murong family's favor. You and I have interests in the Murong family, so you only need to call seniors."
To be honest, even though Yang Fan is a 9th-Rank Alchemist, he didn't intend to accept a disciple. I thought that the only named disciple was Song Yongtao, the sloppy old man of the sixth rank of Muyuan Country Sacred Heart Academy.
Now that I think about it, I still owe him a chance to officially accept him as a disciple.
At the same time, Song Yongtao sighed in Muyuan Country's Sacred Heart Academy in the Five Sources Continent of Mortal Realm. He recalled in his mind that Yang Fan said that he would come to him when he had time in the future and give him a chance to formally apprentice. Thinking of it now, Song Yongtao smiled bitterly, no one thought that his own soaring so fast, the original goodbye would probably be a goodbye.
Ah cut!
Yang Fan sneezed suddenly.
"Have you written down all this knowledge?"
"Senior, I have already written all down."
Picking up one, Yang Fan opened a page casually.
"What are the characteristics of Chiba Flower, and what does it look like?"
Murong Fu didn't hesitate at all. He opened his mouth to learn about Qianyehua, and after memorizing it, he still condensed its appearance in the air.
Yang Fan was very pleased, not bad, even the appearance of the Chiba Flower was exactly the same.
"Very good, but what about diamonds?"
"Diamond is a very hard stone..."
This time, Yang Fan did not spot check the content of that book. Murong Fu was stunned, because diamond is an uncommon medicinal material, and there are very few medicines that can use diamond.
Even so, Murong Fu gave out the details of the diamond.
After that, Yang Fan tortured the contents of these books in detail and found that Murong Fu was almost right.
"You are very good, you didn't disappoint me. After mastering these contents, you are almost a quasi-rank 4 alchemist, and the next thing is to practice."
"But senior, at my current state, I can only refine the second-grade medicinal materials. I can't do anything that is too high."
Murong Fu was right, his strength was too low, it would be very difficult to refine immortal medicine.
"It doesn't matter, I have a way to solve this problem, look into my eyes."
Yang Fan's reincarnation writing round eyes appeared, and Murong Fu subconsciously looked at Yang Fan's eyes.
Hum!
The moment the two looked at each other, a mental thought pulled Murong Fu's spirit into the illusion created by Yang Fan.
Monthly reading! ! !
The surrounding scenery suddenly appeared again, and Murong Fu was surprised to find that he appeared in a white space.
This white space is very empty, and the edge cannot be seen at a glance.
"Senior, where is this?"
At first Murong Fu was surprised, but he quickly became absorbed, and Yang Fan was quite satisfied with his performance.
"This is a fantasy space created by me. In it, I am a and can control everything. For example, your realm."
After all, Yang Fan pointed out that a golden light fell into Murong Fu's body. Before he could react, his realm continuously soared.
Infant transition period...fitting period...Mahayana period, and finally stepped directly over the threshold and stepped into the paradise.
"I...I'm a fairy!!!"
Murong Fu was extremely horrified, what kind of method was this, just a finger, actually made him immortal out of thin air, I am afraid that the golden fairyland powerhouse would not be able to do it.
"Well, this is not your true realm. In reality, you are still in the Nascent Soul stage, so don't be happy too early. Give you this realm just for the convenience of refining the pill later."
"The highest level of medicinal materials here is the fifth grade. You can refine them at will, but it is best to start refining slowly from low-grade pill. These medicinal materials are illusory, so don't worry about corrupting these medicinal materials.
