Chapter 97 Extorted

After Yan Shu led a squadant to leave, Guan Weiwu and Yang Qian quickly recruited alchemists from the Yuanying period of the Alchemy Pavilion to plan the refining of Huiqi elixir. As for those below the Yuanying period, they were not included in the summons. Yue Qianchou didn't want to join in the fun anymore. The storage bag contained a thousand top-quality spiritual stones awarded by the sea elders in front of everyone, and came to the elixir room that he used alone with a happy mood.

When I took over the a thousand top-grade spiritual stones with amber light, the eyes of all the elders were a little green. It was indeed a lot of money. Some time ago, I spent more than 2,000 top-grade spiritual stones to learn alchemy, and I made a lot of money so quickly. Touching the thick elixir furnace, Yue Qianchou sighed with emotion. No wonder he said in his previous life that he could travel all over the world with a skill. It seems that this is also very useful in the world of cultivation. It is worth pondering!

Not long after, Guan Weiwu came with Yang Qian. Without saying anything, Guan Weiwu took out a jade plate and handed it to Yue Qianchou's hand and said, "There are three elixirs in it. You can try it. You can find Yang Qian for the spiritual grass you need." Yang Qian nodded in agreement. He nodded in agreement.

Yue Qianchou answered with a laugh. He sent away the master and Yang Qian. After checking the jade plate in his hand, he sneered disdainfully and threw it into the storage bag. The three flavors were all good ways to increase vitality and improve cultivation. If it is not to verify the elixir on the elixir jade plate, is it necessary to practice the elixir? Now that it has proved to be useful, do you still want to contribute to Fuxian Island? There is no door. I'm also going to make the best school in the world to play. I've given you all the good things. What should I use in the future? To make contributions is also for yourself, and I haven't paid attention to it yet.

Thinking of Ferdnan's sad eyes when he left, Yue Qianchou felt a little guilty. He had lived with his daughter for so long. It's really unreasonable to leave like this. Take time! Take time to see the ugly girl as much as possible.

At present, the most important thing is to improve my cultivation, my royal sword flight! Now that you have a lot of time, it's time to solve your cultivation wholeheartedly.

Looking at the busy figure everywhere in the underground Danfang, Yue Qianchou shook his head. Who did he work hard for? Who are you busy with? You can't end up like them. He staggered out of the underground space, walked out of the hall, and walked to the disciples who had not yet built a foundation. After getting a lot of "Uncle Yue", he walked down the mountain.

Yan Shu, who stood next to the alchemy pavilion, looked at the figure down the mountain with unstoppable anger on his face. He remembered that after his father and other elders had left just now, he explained to him: "To Yue Qianchou, you can't mess around now. He is now in the eyes of the head and the elders. The days are still long. Take your time to plan. There will always be a chance. Yan Shu took a deep breath and exhaled again, and walked to the side.

On the way to Xiuzhen Pavilion, Yue Qianchou wanted to find a mirror to see if he was wearing an ancient costume and carrying a long sword. He had a little hero's demeanor, but unfortunately, he failed to do so.

With the jade plate obtained when correcting his name in his hand, he once again passed the Shouzhen Pavilion to guard the array, looked at the figure flying in front of him, and his blood was boiling, and he hurried to find the long-dreamed Sutra Pavilion.

There are a lot of hidden buildings in the green mountains, but which one is the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion? They visited a lot one by one, and they were all rejected by the gatekeeper with the eyes of a rookie. He pulled a lot of passers-by. The other party was either coldly indifferent or too lazy to pay attention to reason. He finally learned how in the world of cultivation is. Yue Qianchou gritted his teeth. In order to cultivate the real career, I put up with it!

He completely carried forward the tireless solicitation spirit of "Yihongyuan", leaning against a tree on a small roadside and looking around. Finally, a handsome young man came to face. Leap thousands of sorrows to refresh the spirit, damn it! You can't always make a low-profile gesture. He raised his hand and said, "This brother, come here for a moment."

The handsome young man stopped, looked at Yue Qianchou and was slightly stunned. After a closer look, he couldn't see the other party's cultivation. He went to salute and said, "I don't know what's wrong with me?"

Damn it! This man is cheap! Sure enough, it still works. Yue Qianlan got up from the tree lazily and said blankly, "Brother, I have something to ask you. Where is the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion? If it's not troublesome, take me there."

The young man was stunned, then sneered and shook his head and said, "Which disciple are you? You don't even know the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. Obviously, you are a newcomer who has just entered the foundation period. In the middle of my elixir, you dare to pretend to be my brother. You are not timid."

Yue Qianchou didn't expect that he would be seen through in a casual sentence and scolded himself for being stupid. How could he make such a low-level mistake? However, he thought that he was not so easy to fool. Looking at the other party's appearance so young, it was not like the cultivation in the middle of Jiedan. You said coldly, "This brother, what do you mean by that?"

The handsome young man was too lazy to talk nonsense to him. With two fingers, the long sword behind his back popped out and floated in the air, staring at Yue Qianchou. The young man smiled and said, "It's meaningless. Since I dare to pretend to be my brother, I'd like to ask my brother for advice to see if you can beat my brother."

Shit! Come for the truth! I don't know anything about the fight between you in the early stage of foundation building and the middle period of the elixir, isn't it looking for death? Yue Qianchou's face changed his expression in an instant, and he complimented with a smile, "Uncle's eyes are like a torch. I really can't hide this little trick from you. Disciple is joking. Don't be angry, don't be angry." With that, he was still careful to guard against the three-foot green front floating in the air and pointing at him.

The handsome young man hesitated for a moment, and the outstretched two-finger sword formula clenched his fist again. After the long sword automatically returned to the sheath, it was better to have one more than one less than the other. He smiled and said, "You are a little interesting. Ask the way to make so many famous halls. Which What's your name?"

After being poked through the little trick, Yue Qianchou replied honestly, "Disciple Yue Qianchou, under the veins of the Alchemy Pavilion."

The handsome young man said "Oh" and asked, "It turned out to be a disciple of the Alchemy Pavilion. You have just succeeded in building the foundation. Do you want to go to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion?"

"Yes, yes, uncle is wise, just guess." Yue Qianchou said respectfully.

"They are all disciples of Fuxian Island, and I won't embarrass you. Let me show you the way to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion! In this way, you give me a top-grade spirit stone first, and I'll tell you. The handsome young man stared at his storage bag with a smile.

"Uh..." Yue Qian's sad face twitched, and he couldn't wait to slap himself twice. Instead of being blackmailed, he was blackmailed. In vain, he wanted to give someone a top-quality spiritual stone, but the situation was better than others! Reluctantly, he took out an amber spirit stone and sent it respectfully.

When the young spirit stone came to his hand, he glanced at his storage bag, looked at the thrown spirit stone in his hand and said, "I think your spirit stone is very reluctant to give it!" It was spread out that I blackmailed the younger generation's spiritual stone. It's really not worth polluting my reputation for a spiritual stone. I think so! Why don't you give me another piece of spiritual stone, so that it's worth my notoriety. If you don't want to, I'll give you back this spiritual stone. Let's have another fight, but we will be comfortable. What do you think? The two fingers of the other hand are already ready to move, wanting to pop up the sword, which is very threatening.