As the sky grew dark, Qin Ming took Haitang to the lobby on the first floor, found a corner seat and sat down, ordering food casually and naturally. At this time, you can neither be too showy nor hide yourself too much. Just be normal.
"What state are you in?" Haitang sipped her tea and looked at the man eating and drinking leisurely in front of her.
"Seventh level of holy martial arts."
"How old are you?" Haitang observed Qin Ming's skin texture. The man overall looked like a middle-aged man, with a mature and steady temperament. However, he looked very young, probably around thirty years old. At this age, can he reach the seventh level of the Holy Martial Arts
"Do you want to ask me if I have a family?"
"Narcissistic!" Haitang snorted.
"Senior Haitang, I heard that you have mastered the elixir?"
"Refined? Ignorant and ignorant!" Haitang has not only refined it, but has already refined ten of them. Looking at Donghuang Heavenly Court, she is the top alchemist. The Ghost Spirit Tribe was able to give birth to a Ghost Child, and she took the greatest credit! However, it was precisely because of the birth of the ghost boy that the ghost spirit tribe was annihilated. A powerful ethnic group that had persisted for tens of thousands of years was brutally slaughtered overnight. Fortunately among the misfortunes, the Ghost Spirit Clan made preparations in advance and secretly sent the ghost boy away.
"Can you only refine one kind, or have you refined many kinds?"
"You don't understand me?" Haitang asked.
"To be honest, I only heard about it recently."
Haitang looked at Qin Ming strangely, feeling a little dissatisfied. Just heard? Is my reputation so weak? I just heard that you dared to "steal food from the tiger's mouth" from Huanlangtian, Jinyang tribe and Guihun Valley in just a few days? "I've refined two kinds."
"There are two kinds, they are amazing. The old man in my family also made a kind of elixir."
"Your old man? Don't you have no family or sect?"
"I have a family!!"
Haitang Ning was choked and speechless. This man was breathing heavily when he spoke. "Who is your old man?"
There are countless sects in Donghuang Heavenly Court, and there are many powerful people, but the number of alchemists is limited, and there are even fewer who can refine elixirs, and they basically all know each other.
"Not from Donghuang Heavenly Court."
"Are you from other heavens?"
"No."
"Then where are you from?"
"Let's talk about it later."
Haitang was a little embarrassed and not used to Qin Ming's attitude when talking to her. "What is the effect of the refined elixir?"
"Extended life span, from as little as ten years to as many as fifty years."
Haitang sneered and glanced at him like an idiot. Do you know what you are talking about? Can your life span be extended by fifty years? Those ancestors in the sect didn't go crazy after knowing it! What does it mean for an ancestor-level person to live fifty more years for a sect family? It is continued strength!
Qin Ming dipped his fingers in tea and wrote the names of medicinal materials one after another on the table.
Haitang glanced casually and contemptuously. For a master in the field of alchemy, an outsider's arrogant words were considered blasphemy! That's disrespectful! But as she watched, her expression began to change. She sat upright and looked attentively. Based on her experience in alchemy, she can outline the steps of alchemy in her mind just by looking at the names of some medicinal materials, as well as what kind of elixir can be made and what effect it can be combined with.
Qin Ming wrote twenty names of medicines in succession, gradually forming a vague outline in Haitang's mind. But he suddenly stopped and said with a smile: "My old man knows this pill. In less than three years, he has made three pills."
"Who are you?" Haitang thought about the names of the medicinal materials repeatedly. She was not sure whether those medicinal materials could spell the elixir, but this matching idea was refreshing to her, and it was vaguely in the direction of life span. However, twenty kinds of medicines are not enough, or less than half, and some important medicine introductions are also missing. The dosage of medicinal materials is also the key point.
Qin Ming smiled: "This elixir requires two kinds of medicine, one is on me, and the other is the blood of the Immortal Clan!"
"You have a member of the Bulao Clan? What's his name?" Haitang felt more and more that the man in front of him was not simple. The members of the Bulao Clan were very rare and even more mysterious than the Spirit Clan. There was a special connection between them, and they were basically all know each other.
"They rescued him and he lives in our house. What's his name? I'll tell you later." Qin Ming took a sip of strong wine and smiled inwardly. I successfully aroused her interest, so I don't have to worry about her running away for the time being.
"Hmph, boring man." Haitang snorted, is there any point in deliberately showing off
At this time, a group of people suddenly walked in from outside. The lively lobby became quiet for a while, and they all looked towards the door.
They were covered in snow-white cloaks, as holy as snow lotuses. The cloaks were embroidered with golden lines, intertwined into a complex pattern of the sun. The gold threads were not obvious, but they just showed the nobility of the snow-white cloaks. Everyone has a golden tattoo embroidered on the left side of their face, extending from their forehead to their left cheek. The tattoos are similar, with simple sunbird patterns. Although simple, they give people a vivid feeling, as if they are alive and twinkling. It glows with golden fluorescence and may flap its wings to attack at any time.
Holy, noble, and fierce!
It’s the Jinyang tribe’s team!
Although the Jinyang Clan is not from the 'Three Palaces, Nine Heavens and Thirteen Earth Sects', their strength is definitely not weaker than the Earth Sects there, but is slightly better. The Jinyang Clan's clan is located in an oasis deep in the Sunset Desert, and they rule that place. The desert has existed for more than three thousand years.
Twelve people from the Jinyang tribe came, among them stood a brave and powerful man, and a tall and hot woman with a stunning beauty, surrounded by others.
"He's there." Their eyes all fell on Qin Ming.
The men and women came over in separate teams.
"Did you find me?" Haitang subconsciously clenched the tea cup in her hand.
"Be natural, I'll deal with it." Qin Ming took a sip of wine, condensing his voice to remind Haitang.
"Liu Xiao of the Jinyang tribe, this is my wife Su Ran!" The man came to Qin Ming, looked at him, and also at Haitang opposite.
Haitang's eyes swayed slightly, avoiding his sharp eyes.
"Wang Zhan." Qin Ming raised his glass and pointed to Haitang opposite: "My brother, Wang Rui!"
"Excuse me for disturbing you." Liu Xiao sat at the table and looked at Qin Ming: "My friend is very discerning, where did he come from?"
"A stranger? There are so many strangers in the world, why do you want to ask?"
"My friend's attitude... haha... very few people dare to talk to me like this."
Liu Xiao chuckled, and the superior's demeanor was naturally revealed, giving people a great sense of oppression, but it did not affect Qin Ming. Qin Ming had no idea about the Jinyang clan at all, so naturally he couldn't talk about fear.
"Your younger brother's realm is very average." Su Ran looked at Haitang. His elder brother was at the seventh level of Shengwu, while his younger brother was only at the Earthly Martial realm. The gap was really huge.
"Are all the Jinyang clan geniuses? Are you two here to find out about my family background? Or are you here to stir up trouble because you don't like our brothers?"
"I heard that you have an ancient tripod for sale. I want to see it."
"Sorry, not for sale."
"Why?"
Qin Ming smiled slightly at him: "I don't want to sell it."
"Haha, my friend is so willful." Liu Xiao looked deeply into Qin Ming's eyes, but he didn't see a trace of fear, and there was no trace of concealment in his expression. Are you really not afraid of the Jinyang clan? It seems like he has some background.
Fortunately, it's not for me. Haitang breathed a sigh of relief, but his heartbeat was still racing. He lowered his head slightly, not daring to look at the Jinyang people.
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