Ancient One

Chapter 3: Alchemist Guild

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Having worked as a waiter in the Alchemy Masters Guild for several years, not only did he know more high-level people, but his eyesight was also sharpened. She immediately gave Li Yunxiao a good evaluation, but was still taken aback by the help he needed next.

"I want to find Yang Di, is he here?" Li Yunxiao asked calmly, his eyes still wandering in the hall.

"Master Yang, Yang Di?!"

Lu Yao almost bit her tongue and stared at the boy for a while. Although she felt ridiculous in her heart, Li Yunxiao's indifferent appearance made her feel that the boy was indeed sincere.

This made her a little overwhelmed, and carefully asked for confirmation: "Are you talking about the former president, Mr. Yang Di?"

Li Yunxiao frowned slightly, and said disappointedly: "The former president? So he's gone?"

A look of reverence immediately appeared in Lu Yao's eyes, her hands were folded in front of her chest, her cheeks were reddish, full of yearning, "Master Yang Di has broken through to the fourth-level monarch-level alchemy master twenty years ago, transferred to the alchemist Master Guild Headquarters."

"Twenty years ago?"

Li Yunxiao did some calculations, and it was five years before his accident, so he should have been gone long ago. Without Yang Di's help, it would be more troublesome to open up the dry invisible meridians on his body.

He is fifteen years old this year with his current body, and he has already missed a good time for cultivation, and he can't afford to delay any longer. Otherwise, even if he catches up later, it will be completely impossible to restore Gu Feiyang's peak strength. Not to mention making further progress.

In his previous life, Gu Feiyang was revered by the Tianwu Continent as two geniuses of "Martial Arts" and "Shu Dao"! Not only is he a ninth-rank emperor-level alchemist, but he is also one of the seven elders of the alchemist guild. Martial arts achievements are at the pinnacle of the Nine Heavens Realm, Emperor Wu, who was bestowed the title of "Breaking the Army" by the Sanctuary, is one of the top ten masters in the Tianwu world.

"I have a list of medicinal materials here, can you find it for me, I want ten copies of all the materials in it."

Li Yunxiao quickly fetched a pen and paper and wrote down a list of materials. Yang Di is not here, he can only find a way to repair the hidden wounds on his body. There is no delay in the way of martial arts!

Lu Yao picked up the checklist in surprise and looked it over, then suddenly laughed, "Sir, you can't make a mistake in what's in it, right? I've been in the Alchemist Guild for three or four years, and the things you wrote on it, I've never heard of either."

Lu Yao's words immediately made Li Yunxiao worried. He wanted to prepare a potion that could wash the meridians, and use it to wash the meridians. Considering that this is only a small branch after all, many materials may not be available, so some rare things are replaced by other materials. But the results may still disappoint him.

"Lu Yao, what are you doing?"

A man in a black robe came over. The robe on his body was the typical attire of an alchemist. There was also a curved badge hanging on his shoulder, with a blood-red mark across it, bright and dazzling.

Everyone who saw the man in black stopped to salute, showing respect. The black-robed man had a calm expression on his face and walked leisurely.

If you look carefully, you will find that the eyes of the people on both sides are more on the badge on his shoulder, which is a look of admiration and envy. As for the black-robed man himself, no one was interested.

Li Yunxiao squinted his eyes and smiled slightly. This is the badge of a first-rank scholar-level alchemist, and it is a symbol of the identity of an alchemist. With this badge, the entire Tianwu Continent can receive extremely high treatment no matter where they go.

And the classification of alchemist levels is the same as that of warriors. The Ninth Level of Artisan Master also corresponds to the honorific title of Ninth Level of Martial Arts. This Jia Rong is a first-rank scholar-level alchemist.

Li Yunxiao's previous life, Gu Feiyang, was a peerless powerhouse who had stepped into the emperor level in both martial arts and martial arts!

Lu Yao turned around, her gaze flashed across the red alchemy master badge, she suddenly became solemn, and said respectfully: "Master Jia Rong, this gentleman made a list and asked me to help him collect the materials."

Jia Rong took the material sheet and glanced at it, frowned slightly, and casually crumpled it up like waste paper and threw it behind his head, and said to Lu Yao, "What a mess, Mr. Liang has something to ask for you."

When Lu Yao heard that it was Liang Wenyu who was looking for her, she was taken aback, not daring to delay, she hurriedly said, "I'll go right away!"

She ran away in a hurry without saying a word, and she was suddenly relieved inexplicably. Even Master Jia Rong doesn't know the materials on the list, it seems that this kid is really messing around. It's ridiculous that I spent so long with him.

Li Yunxiao's face darkened. The prescriptions he wrote were priceless treasures in his previous life. Any one could be sold for a sky-high price, but a small first-level alchemist threw it away as waste paper, and immediately said coldly: "Your name is Jia Rong?"

Jia Rong's body stopped slightly, and a trace of warmth and anger flashed across his face. How dare a brat call him by his own name! Even those high-ranking officials and dignitaries in the capital would respectfully address him as "Master" when they saw him.

"It's been less than seven days since you were promoted to the level of a scholar?" Li Yunxiao gently hugged his left hand to his chest, and touched the bridge of his nose with his right hand.

"Hmph, which family's brat?" Jia Rong said condescendingly, "I was promoted to a scholar-level alchemist five days ago, as everyone knows."

Li Yunxiao said meaningfully: "Have you really been promoted to the level of a scholar?"

Jia Rong's body shook slightly, a look of shock flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

Li Yunxiao glanced at his right hand exposed outside the black robe, a smile appeared in his eyes, and began to explain.

"The five fingers are dark gray, and they are beginning to show signs of peeling. It is obvious that you have come into contact with the Yinfeng Stone recently. Also, the faint smell of blood flame orchids on your body should be to counteract the aftermath of the Yinfeng Stone. Although the Yinfeng Stone has Several major fusion properties, but the side effects brought about by itself cannot be ignored, and ordinary alchemists dare not use this thing at all."

"Judging from the degree of damage to your five fingers and the blood flame orchid, it should be within seven days. And you still have a faint fishy smell, which is the unique smell of tiger sulfur stone. So you have been exposed to a lot of Tiger sulfur stone. Obviously, the content of your alchemist assessment should be to forge black weapons with tiger sulfur stone as the main raw material."

Jia Rong was completely stunned, and Dou Da's cold sweat dripped from his forehead. Suddenly, he shouted angrily: "What nonsense!", and he turned around and walked away.

Li Yunxiao smiled lightly, and sighed leisurely: "Hey, if the Yinfeng Stone is so easy to use, then everyone will be a magician. And the side effects of the blood flame orchid are not less than the Yinfeng Stone. At noon, the Meichong, Tianzhu, and Dashu points are very comfortable, right?"

Jia Rong's body twitched instantly like an electric shock, and his feet seemed to be poured with tons of cement, and he couldn't lift half a step anymore.

Li Yunxiao shook his head, with a regretful expression on his face, "It's a pity that a talented alchemist, if he wants to save his life, he can only chop off his right hand and abolish his dantian."

Jia Rong's body trembled violently, "You, don't scare me!"

Li Yunxiao spread his hands helplessly, turned around and was about to leave, "Forget it, I wanted to teach you a way to resolve it."

"Do you have a solution?!"

Jia Rong jumped up like an electric shock, rushed over in an instant, stopped Li Yunxiao, and shouted: "Tell me quickly!"

In the past few days, he fell into the pain that Li Yunxiao said. In order to promote the alchemist that day, he couldn't help but use the forbidden Yinfeng stone. Unexpectedly, the side effects began to occur that night, and he gradually lost consciousness in his right hand, which scared him out of his wits. I have read a lot of classics, but I can't find a way to crack it. Only one ancient book records the method of neutralizing the toxicity of Yinfeng stone with blood flame orchid.

Who knew that after using the Blood Flame Orchid, the toxicity of the Yinfeng Stone was only slightly relieved, but the right hand was still gradually losing its vitality. And the toxin of Xueyanlan began to attack one after another. Every day at noon, the three acupoints of Meichong, Tianzhu, and Dashu were burning like a raging fire, and the pain was about to burst! If it goes on like this, the result will be that the dantian is damaged and the cultivation base is completely useless!

Abolishing the dantian, at most abolishing the way of martial arts, he can still accept it a little bit. But if the right hand is abolished, the way of refining the art will also be abolished. This is something he cannot accept anyway. Especially after he was promoted to the rank of a scholar-level alchemist, the honor of his status, the awe and envious eyes of others made him nostalgic for his current status as an alchemist even more!

"Please tell me how to resolve it, please!" Jia Rong desperately grabbed Li Yunxiao's shoulder with his left hand, trembling all over, almost crying.

At this time, there were still many people coming and going in the lobby on the first floor, and they all looked at the two in surprise, although they couldn't hear their words in the distance. But Jia Rong's exaggerated things and his crying face attracted everyone's attention, and they were all guessing the identity of this young man.

Li Yunxiao spread his hands and said in surprise: "Hey, where is my material list? Where did it go? Have you seen my material list?"

Jia Rong was taken aback, and immediately turned his head away. When he saw the waste paper that he had rubbed into a ball, he certainly understood Li Yunxiao's meaning, and hurriedly said, "Where is it? Wait a moment, I'll pick it up for you!"

Ignoring everyone's surprised gazes, he ran over and bent down to pick up the paper. Immediately, all kinds of astonishing voices of discussion came to my ears, and I immediately blushed with shame, wishing I could get in through a crack in the ground.

"Get the solution first, I must avenge this humiliation!"

Jia Rong gritted his teeth with hatred, resentment flashed in his eyes, he still pretended to be calm, unfolded the list carefully, and handed it back to Li Yunxiao.

Li Yunxiao casually put the list on his face, blew his nose hard a few times, then crumpled it up and threw it out, "I want ten copies of each item on the list, and I'll come to Jialan College to find it when I get it all together." Me, my name is Li Yunxiao."

"You!..." Jia Rong looked at the crumpled list on the ground in the distance, with sticky snot on it, and suddenly his stomach rolled, and his whole body trembled with anger.

Li Yunxiao focused his eyes slightly, stared at him with a sneer and said, "The face is not given by others, it is lost by rubbing it on yourself."