A recipe for elixir breaking, 50,000 spirit stones are still too small?

Why don't you grab it?

At this moment, Zhu Feng, who was so angry that he almost got fucked, widened his big eyes.

"Huh, don't be angry, don't be angry, why bother with a little girl?"

Zhu Fengzhu took deep breaths while keeping working hard.

The other three looked at each other, and smiled in their eyes.

If Master Zhu Feng was not here, the three of them probably would have jumped up and slapped and cheered.

Very cool----

Especially Aman.

He was disliked for no reason, and now he has a sigh of anger.

Comfortable--

But Jun Guling looked helpless when she saw her like this.

She was going to say eight thousand, but as soon as she stretched out her fist, before she could stretch out her thumb and index finger, Zhu Fengzhu misunderstood and directly interrupted her.

What she didn't expect was that Aman actually had a lot of imagination and found a tenfold price.

As for the situation at that time.

What can she do?

She was helpless too---

You can't watch Aman suffer from grievance, right?

so---

I'm afraid this pill recipe won't be sold, and Master Zhu Feng is afraid he will have a good temper if he doesn't beat them up.

So, let's just withdraw quickly?

But just as she was about to leave, Master Zhu Feng suddenly spoke angrily, "You think you are too little in 50,000 spirit stones? OK, how about the 100,000 spirit stones?"

"ah?"

Now it was Jun Guling's turn to be confused. Not only her, but the others also looked in disbelief.

"One hundred thousand spirit stones?"

And Master Zhu Feng finally raised his head and was proud.

At this moment, his waist was straight, and he nodded with a serious look when he saw this, "Yes, it's one hundred thousand spirit stones. The losses caused by the little green dragon before were written off---"

Jun Guling looked at him blankly, "Is it true or false?"

Is it raining red in the sky?

Just as Jun Guling and others looked surprised, Master Zhu Feng spoke again.

"But I have another request."

Hey---

Jun Guling curled her lips, and she knew that there was no such good thing in the world.

However, there is no need to return the 100,000 spirit stones, which saves a lot of trouble.

“What are the requirements?”

Master Zhu Feng said directly, "Teach me to refine alchemy--"

Jun Guling's face changed after hearing this, "No, you haven't given up yet?"

When Master Zhu Feng heard this, his face suddenly became unhappy.

"Stupid girl, I will stop when I see it. I have already paid 100,000 spirit stones. If you buy a elixir recipe, don't be dissatisfied. Do you really think that I don't know the market price? I don't want to take advantage of you as a disciple. In this way, I am not greedy. Just teach me how to refine this soul-raising pill. Is this the whole thing?"

When Jun Guling heard this, his face became solemn, and he frowned and said:

"Uncle Zhu, it's not that I don't teach you, you understand. You don't think I can be born to refine elixirs, right? This alchemy technique has its own heritage. Although my master is no longer here, why do those who have not entered my sect pass on alchemy?"

Master Zhu Feng knew it when he heard this, and it was indeed as he guessed.

There is news that her mother could refine elixirs back then, and she probably inherited the mantra of her mother's sect. Unfortunately, her mother died young.

However, it’s better if the master is gone.

"What's the difficulty? Anyway, your master has also stopped inheriting it. At worst, I will be done with my master's entry---"

Master Zhu Feng said it lightly, and he really didn't take it seriously. After all, the master of the Piaomiao Sect, let alone being a disciple of a sect whose heritage has been broken, even any sect of the immortal spirit must raise his hands and sweep the bed to greet him.

result----

"No, don't---"

Jun Guling looked frightened and refused without thinking.

“Why?”

Master Zhu Feng's face changed. He was so condescending to the nobles. What's wrong with this stinky girl being addicted to Qiao?

It's not over yet, right?

If it weren't for learning her alchemy, Master Zhu Feng would have been furious long ago.

Jun Guling curled his lips and said mercilessly,

"The qualification is too poor---"

puff---

Master Zhu Feng was almost choked to death after breathing.

"Poor qualifications? Is this seat's qualifications poor?"

He was about to be angry to death, and it would be fine if he was scolded by the people from Lingdan Peak. Now even a stinky girl who had just entered the sect dared to scold him. She was so brave---

Just when Zhu Feng was about to be angry, he was about to be angry.

Jun Guling spoke-

"Don't be dissatisfied. I'm told to refine alchemy, so I'll let you control the fire. Uncle Zhu, you are still cultivating the Emperor Realm, right? You can't even control the fire of the earth fire well. Do you still want to refine alchemy??"

"I admire your courage. You are so lucky and lucky that you are not killed by the bombing--"

...

Jun Guling said a lot, and the more Zhu Feng's face became worse, the more black and white heeled, as if he had knocked over the palette.

The anger kept coming out---

Although every sentence Jun Guling said is true, this is not good to say.

Master Zhu Feng could not bear to others criticizing him for making alchemy, but Jun Guling actually hit the gun directly.

Seeing all this, Qu Teng and Aman around them suddenly became nervous.

"Senior Sister Gu Ling---"

Aman was so scared that he was trembling with his arms holding Jun Guling. Although Master Zhu Feng was not good at fighting, his cultivation was really high. Who could bear this pressure?

Qu Teng also turned pale and stepped forward and blocked them, and whispered anxiously, "Junior Sister Gu Ling--"

Although he didn't say it, Jun Guling also knew what he meant.

Then he looked at Zhu Feng, who was furious, if he didn't agree today, it would be difficult for him to get out of Lingzhi Peak---

Jun Guling couldn't help but sigh----

"Well, although your qualifications are a little worse, the heart of refining alchemy is rare. My medicine and medicine are all over the world, and there are no different teachings. Although you cannot pass on your secret technique, the method of refining soul-raising pills can pass on you--"

Master Zhu Feng became much less angry when he heard this, but he always felt uncomfortable when he heard this.

Medicine door?

What kind of insignificant little sect is this?

It's so high-profile

However, when I think of Jun Guling's elixir success rate.

Well, even if this medicine is not in line, with Jun Guling's signboard, I'm afraid it will become famous sooner or later.

In order to learn alchemy, forget it. She just wants to behave like a stubborn person. Compared to the 100,000 spirit stones that were cheated, this is nothing.

only---

"But I have the conditions."

Zhu Feng asked, Jun Guling continued to say seriously, "I can teach you, but after you go out, you are not allowed to say that you are the descendant of our sect, nor can you register your disciples, not only that--"

After saying that, a small tripod suddenly appeared in his hand.

"This alchemy furnace will be mine in the future---"

...

Master Zhu Feng's face suddenly changed, "Why don't you go and grab it? I have already paid 100,000 spirit stones, but you are going to cheat my medicine cauldron? Are you unkind or unkind? Do you know how many spirit stones I spent to buy?"

"How about adding fire control technique?"

"I am a member--"

"What about a magical art of practicing the soul?"
Chapter completed!