"May I ask what you want, young man? Why are you blocking our way?"
Mo Zhitong frowned slightly, but he had the demeanor of a president of the Alchemists' Union.
"Haha, I'm Chen Feng. I came to the Alchemist Guild because I have something to trouble you." Chen Feng clasped his fists towards Mo Zhitong as a courtesy. This time, he did not use the pseudonym Feng Chen, but his real name. It was because the name Feng Chen was too hateful. The matter of obtaining the inheritance of the Demon Lord's Tomb was a hot topic, and there were probably not many people who didn't know the name Feng Chen.
Moreover, if he were to seek help as an alchemist, the Linshan City Alchemist Guild would certainly check his background. If he used the pseudonym Feng Chen, he might be considered a liar. Every alchemist guild had its own dignity, and it was not a wise thing to deceive the alchemist guild.
"Friend Chen Feng, what do you need help from the Alchemist Union?" Mo Zhitong did not look impatient. Instead, he smiled and said, "Our Alchemist Union is an organization for alchemists, and we usually only help alchemists."
"It's you!" Mo Zhitong just finished speaking when he heard an angry voice behind him. Then Mo Zhitong saw that his grandson suddenly passed by the elder and walked to his side, looking at Chen Feng angrily: "It's you! How dare you come to my Alchemist Union!"
Mo Zhitong's face darkened, and he said in a low voice: "Wudao, watch your words and actions!"
Mo Wudao seemed to be very afraid of his grandfather. He immediately suppressed his anger, but his voice was still cold: "Grandpa, didn't you urgently need a Red Blood Ganoderma half a day ago? Your grandson happened to come across one, but this person bought it first. I bought it from him in the name of the Alchemist Union, but this person didn't give your grandson any face at all and didn't take our Alchemist Union seriously at all."
"What? There is such a thing!"
"This person is so audacious that he dares not take our Alchemist Guild seriously!"
"Kick him out. People like him are not qualified to join the Alchemist Guild!"
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Suddenly, there were angry discussions all around. Most of the people who were discussing were members of the Alchemist Union.
Listening to Mo Wudao's words, Chen Feng laughed: "Haha, you are really good at gossiping! You used the name of the Alchemist Guild to pressure me before, why should I give you face?"
Mo Zhitong frowned, but he didn't know why.
"How shameless! It is only natural for our Alchemist Guild to purchase your Red Blood Ganoderma. It is your honor. If you don't cooperate, you are looking down on our Alchemist Guild!" Mo Wuli shouted without any reason. At once, several deacons who were traveling with him also echoed him.
"How unrighteous! How dare you talk nonsense! After you greet Master Wei, you will have to reflect on yourself behind closed doors. You are not allowed to come out for a month!"
Mo Wudao shut up immediately and just looked at Chen Feng coldly, his eyes full of resentment.
"My dear friend Chen Feng, your grandson is ignorant. I used the name of the Alchemist Union to pressure you. It is really my fault for not disciplining you properly. Please forgive me." Mo Zhitong clasped his fists towards Chen Feng calmly, and then said: "It's just that my Alchemist Union serves alchemists. If you, my dear friend Chen Feng, are not an alchemist, I can't break the rules."
"Well, of course I won't embarrass President Mo." Chen Feng nodded. This Mo Zhitong is not bad. From his impartial attitude towards the previous matter, it can be seen that this person is a person who attaches great importance to principles. Such a person can be associated with.
Therefore, Chen Feng took out a token. On one side of the token was engraved a pill furnace, and on the other side was engraved a name, which was the two words "Chen Feng".
"This is my alchemist nameplate, please have a look, President Mo." Chen Feng said, and handed the nameplate to Mo Zhitong. As long as you reach the first-level alchemist, you will not only be given a golden dragon red robe, but also an identity nameplate, which represents the identity of the alchemist. However, the difference between the golden dragon red robe and the alchemist nameplate is that it is owned for life, so it cannot show the level of the alchemist.
As the president of the Alchemist Union of Linshan City, Mo Zhitong knew whether Chen Feng’s nameplate was real or fake as soon as he got it.
After returning the nameplate to Chen Feng, Mo Zhitong smiled and said, "Since you are an alchemist, then my Alchemist Guild can naturally provide you with help. I wonder where you are from, little friend Chen Feng, and what kind of help do you want?"
Chen Feng said truthfully: "I am from the Luoye City Alchemist Union. I came here today to borrow your union's practice room."
"Oh? So you're the alchemist from Luoye City." Mo Zhitong's face changed. "Luoye City is separated from our Linshan City by half a hundred thousand mountains. It's really extraordinary that Chen Feng can travel alone with his earthly immortal cultivation. Elder Yu, you are in charge of the internal affairs of the union, so please make room for Chen Feng to practice."
Yu Lao was the third-level alchemist who followed Mo Zhitong. When he heard what Mo Zhitong said, there was no expression on his face. Instead, he looked at a deacon behind him with a pastoral look and said, "You go and make the arrangements."
The deacon who was named was named Xu Shan, and he was Yu Lao's deputy. He usually helped Yu Lao deal with internal affairs and was considered a capable assistant. Just as he was about to agree, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "This person has a grudge against me! Brother Xu, do you know what to do?"
Needless to say, Xu Shan also knew that the person who sent the message was none other than Mo Wudao. Mo Wudao was the grandson of President Mo, and he had a good talent for alchemy. It was a sure thing for him to break through to the third-level alchemist. He might even succeed Mo Zhitong and become the president of the Linshan City Alchemist Union. Xu Shan naturally could not offend this person.
So Xu Shan simply said, "Elder, the training rooms in the union are already occupied. Those who have just come out of retreat will probably have to wait three days."
After hearing this, Mo Zhitong smiled at Chen Feng and said, "Friend Chen Feng, I'm so sorry, the training room is full. How about you come back in three days?"
Chen Feng smiled, and looked at Mo Wudao with a half-smile. Although Chen Feng's strength was not as good as those present, his immortal consciousness was stronger than everyone else's. Just now, he clearly heard the fluctuations of immortal consciousness transmission, so someone must have transmitted a message to Xu Shan.
There is no need to guess who this person is, Chen Feng knows who it is.
"President, according to the time, Master Wei should be here soon. Let's go and greet him." Elder Yu behind him suddenly stepped forward and said, with a tone of urging: "I heard that Master Wei has a bad temper."
"That's right." Mo Zhitong nodded in agreement, "Then let's get out quickly to avoid offending Master Wei!"
After saying that, Mo Zhitong ignored Chen Feng and walked out of the hall with a group of senior executives and came to the street. After them, both the members of the Alchemist Union and the customers who bought pills followed them out, wanting to see whether the person who made the president of the Alchemist Union line up to welcome him had three heads and six arms.
"Master Wei? I wonder who he is." Chen Feng whispered to himself, and followed the crowd to the outside of the street.