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Patriarch took a fancy to him!

Yu Hui only felt his legs go weak.

Didn't the master want to accept the thirty-sixth disciple? Why did the ancestor fall in love with him?

Old Ancestor, that is the True Monarch. It has been more than a thousand years since he asked about matters on Yuxuan Peak, right?

"Om—"

Under the flickering thunder, those golden light clusters chased and fled in all directions.

Bombarded by the lavender thunder and fire, pills gradually took shape.

Thirteen round golden pills are covered with cloud patterns.

Nine turns.

Panacea.

"Haha, senior brother Xuandu knows I'm here, is this an invitation for alchemy?"

"Yu Lingdan, it's a good thing."

At this moment, there were two long laughs outside the hall, someone raised his hand and put all the thirteen pills in his palm.

Taoist Xuandu showed a strange expression on his face, and said lightly: "It turns out that the two elders of the outer sect, Xuancheng and Xuanye, came to visit."

As his words fell, two black-bearded Taoists in bright zodiac robes walked into the hall side by side.

Both of these two are Taoist Lords with fourth-level cultivation, but they are elders with real power in charge of the outer sect, and their status is no worse than that of the peak master Xuandu.

"Senior Brother Xuandu, alchemists like you are rich, and you can easily refine a batch of pills, which is very valuable."

The shorter Taoist on the left spoke enviously when he saw the alchemy cauldron that still radiated spiritual light.

Just a batch of pills casually will make them struggle for a long time at the outer door.

"Brother, is this teaching the disciples to make alchemy?"

The taller and thinner Taoist on the right glanced at Xu Cheng who was standing in front of the cauldron, and seeing a strange charm emanating from him, he immediately felt chills.

It's too late, this genius disciple has been taken away by Taoist Xuandu.

Most of the flowing appearance of the charm is a manifestation of some kind of spiritual practice.

Xu Chengcheng had already received advice from Xuandu, and it was unreasonable to try to take back the outer door.

Thinking of this, the tall and thin Taoist Xuanye felt great hatred in his heart.

That Shake is really hateful, such an elite disciple is lost like this.

When you go back, you must take care of it.

"Hehe, the two juniors are here for him, right?"

Taoist Xuandu smiled and pointed to Xu Cheng in front of the altar tripod, and spoke directly.

The two Taoists looked at each other and smiled awkwardly.

"Since you master and apprentice are exchanging alchemy experience, then we don't want to bother you any longer, say goodbye, say goodbye." There is no point in staying any longer, Taoist Xuanye cupped his hands, held the elixir he had just collected in his palm, turned and left.

Such an elite disciple, in exchange for thirteen Nine-Turn Spirit Pills, is a big loss in business.

"Well, that's fine. It just so happened that the ancestor asked me to take Xu Cheng to his place. I don't have time to receive the two of you, so I'm neglecting you." Taoist Xuandu nodded, stood up, and waved his hand. They all disappeared in the hall.

Xuan Ye and Xuan Cheng, who had just turned to leave, were shocked and stood there.

Looking back, Taoist Xuandu and Xu Cheng were no longer in the hall.

"Well, Yu Hui, right? Where's your master?" Taoist Xuan Cheng turned his head to look at Taoist Yu Hui who was standing still.

"Elder Xuan Changchang heard that, the master has gone to see the ancestor." Yu Hui showed a nonchalant expression on his face.

No, why did you go to see the ancestor?

What's the big deal?

A small outer disciple, that is, a slightly stronger cultivation base and aptitude, wouldn't alarm the ancestor, right?

Does Zhenjun Yuxuan have so much free time as an old man?

Xuan Cheng and Xuan Ye were a little stunned.

"Hey, I really didn't expect that I actually saw such a miraculous alchemy technique with my own eyes. Compared with him, I am really ashamed..." Yu Hui shook his head, with a look of pain on his face, and walked out.

What magical alchemy?

What compares to him?

"Well, Senior Nephew Yu Hui, can you explain it more clearly?"

Xuan Ye felt a little bad, so he hurriedly made a sound.

Yu Hui turned around, his eyes fell on the elixir in Taoist Xuanye's palm.

"This Nine-Turn Spirit Pill was refined by Xu Cheng with the method of Zhou Tian Hua Jie." Speaking of this, he shook his head and said, "I guess it won't be long before I call my uncle..."

After finishing speaking, he left the hall without stopping any longer.

Taoist Xuancheng raised his eyes to look at the panacea in Taoist Xuanye's hand, and felt that the sky was high and the sea was wide.

Fortunately, it wasn't me who received the panacea just now!

Taoist Xuanye held the panacea in his palm, feeling extremely hot.

If this alchemy was refined by a Taoist in Xuandu, he would accept it if he took it. After all, the outer sect sent an elite person to Yuxuanfeng.

But this pill was refined by Xu Cheng.

That's not so easy to get.

If it is true as the Taoist of Xuandu said, the ancestor took a fancy to Xu Cheng and wanted to accept him as a disciple, the pill would have to be doubled and returned.

Want to cry but have no tears.

Damn Shako.

...

At this time, Xu Cheng, who made Xuanye extremely embarrassed, was already standing in a small courtyard.

The courtyard is only three to five acres, with some herbs planted, three thatched huts, and a pool of clear water.

A white-bearded Taoist was sitting at the wooden table in front of the courtyard.

This Taoist face was exactly the statue of Zhenjun Yuxuan that Yu Siyou brought him to worship in the square before.

"Xu Cheng has met Zhenjun."

Without Taoist Xuandu's introduction, Xu Cheng directly stepped forward and bowed.

"Well, your method of Zhou Tian Hua Jie was good, but you still didn't practice enough, the fire was not even enough."

The kind-faced Zhenjun Yuxuan stretched out his hand to touch the bamboo chair opposite, then looked at the Taoist Xuandu beside him and said: "This method is actually the most suitable for refining elixir."

Xu Cheng and Taoist Xuandu sat down, and the Taoist raised his hand and pushed the teacup on the wooden table forward.

Xu Cheng took the teacup and looked at it with a fixed eye. The teacup was green, and a scent of wine filled his nostrils.

"My ancestor actually brought out this Yuanhua Immortal Wine, Xuandu is also blessed." The Taoist of Xuandu was not polite, brought the sake to his mouth, and then slowly poured it into his mouth.

"It's a pity that there is no streamer, otherwise the taste of this wine may be a bit better."

Taoist Xuandu drank it all in one gulp, then smashed it and said regretfully.

Streamer?

Just that broken glass?

Thinking of the light lamp placed in a corner somewhere, Xu Cheng felt that it was necessary for him to study all those objects whose functions he did not know.

He imitated the way of Xuandu Taoist, and slowly poured the wine into his mouth.

The wine enters the throat, and there is a sense of intoxication in the sweetness.

There is also the faint fragrance that resembles Qinglan.

If there is any immortal energy sinking into the abdomen, a force is slowly scattered into the limbs and bones.

This glass of wine is actually worth a good-looking first-grade elixir.

"Thank you, Zhenjun, for giving me the wine."

Xu Cheng stood up and bowed to Taoist Taixuan to thank him.

"Not bad, not bad." The Xuandu Taoist on the side looked at Xu Chengdao with a smile: "Do you know that this Yuanhua Immortal Wine is also called "Testing Immortal Wine?"

Try fairy wine?

"If there is no celestial fate, one cup of this wine should sleep for a hundred days. If there is a celestial fate, this wine will only have a long aftertaste." Xu Cheng's heart was moved by the Taoist Xuandu's words.

I don't know the true or false of the fairy fate, but if you drink this glass of wine, if you don't have a very strong spirit, you will indeed be intoxicated and unable to distinguish things.

In the final analysis, practitioners still have to cultivate both mind and soul, and cannot walk with short legs.

"I have three thousand furnaces in Yuxuan Peak, tens of thousands of alchemists, and three hundred of them can become alchemy masters."

"There are eight masters who have become great masters, all of whom are under my lord's sect."

Zhenjun Yuxuan looked at Xu Cheng, and said indifferently: "With your qualifications, it is not difficult to become my ninth alchemy master in Yuxuan Peak."