"Brother You, you tell all the friends waiting outside, just say that this is the end of today. If you want to refine the alchemy, come back tomorrow!"

After refining another furnace of spirit pills, Fang Bai said to You Lao Er, who had entered the hut to take the pills.

You Lao Er nodded, took the pill and exited the hut, repeating Fang Bai's words to the many martial artists in front of the stall.

Although the warriors were full of disappointment, they had no choice but to sigh and leave, preparing to come over early tomorrow to line up.

The alchemy refining device that didn't stop for a day consumed some of the vitality, so after the martial artists dispersed, Fang Bai stayed in the hut to run the exercises to regulate breathing.

And You Lao Er was outside cleaning up the clutter for Fang Bai and tidying up his things.

As for his own stall, there was nothing of value anyway, and it had long been thrown out of the clouds, and he was too lazy to take care of it.

You Lao Er was bending down to pack his things, and suddenly sensed a terrifying martial aura pressing towards this side, and the induction was like a monstrous wave set off by a tsunami, and there was a feeling that the end was coming.

You Lao Er was taken aback, looked up at the source of the breath, and saw an old man in a purple robe sixty years away, walking towards this side, just now there were obviously hundreds of meters away, and in the blink of an eye, he had already reached the front, the speed was incredible.

Although the old man seems to be thin, his body seems to contain overwhelming strength, and he is full of an invincible and domineering momentum.

His eyes flickered, like two sharp swords, which seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, You Lao Er was glanced at by him, only to feel that his scalp was numb, his body was cold, and his body couldn't help but tremble, as if he was stabbed by his gaze.

The old man's martial arts aura contains two kinds of vitality, fire and wood, and has the basic conditions of an alchemist, if he is really an alchemist, then it can be inferred from the powerful vitality he shows that he is by no means just a low-grade alchemist.

The clothes on the heart of the purple-robed old man were embroidered with seven small red flames, which were extremely eye-catching.

"Purple Flame Sect...... Seven flames...... It's the Purple Flame Sect Elder...... Fire and wood dual attributes...... Be...... It's the middle-grade alchemist Hong Qi Tianhong, Elder Hong......"

You Lao Er looked at the purple-robed old man who was less than three feet away from him, and muttered incoherently, and the broom he was holding in his hand fell to the ground unconscious.

Although You Lao Er has not dealt with the disciples of the Ziyan Sect, he has been famous for a long time for the worship elder of the Ziyan Sect, Hong Qitian, although he has not seen Hong Qitian's true appearance, but based on various factors, he deduced that the purple-robed old man in front of him is undoubtedly Hong Qitian.

First, the style of the robes on the purple-robed old man and the flame in his heart showed that he was a disciple of the Purple Yan Sect;

Second, the higher the status of the disciples of the Purple Yan Sect, the more flames will be embroidered on the clothes of the heart, and only when they reach the elder level can seven flames be embroidered on their chests;

Third, the old man in the purple robe is a dual cultivator of fire and wood, and he meets the necessary conditions for an alchemist.

You Lao Er is based on the above three points to make an inference.

Facts have proved that You Lao Er's judgment is correct, the old man in the purple robe is indeed the worship elder of the Ziyan Sect, Hong Qitian, a middle-grade alchemist who is famous in the entire Ziyan Sect and even the Thousand Lakes Country.

When Hong Qitian came here, he was naturally instigated by Yu Dajiang and was ready to drive Fang Bai away, so as not to threaten his position.

As the saying goes, peers are enemies.

Hong Qitian is currently the only middle-grade alchemist in the Thousand Lakes Country, he has high prestige among the martial artists of the Thousand Lakes Country, and enjoys the preferential treatment provided by the Purple Yan Sect for him, and now he suddenly has an alchemist who is enough to threaten his prestige and status, which is something he never wants to see.

Therefore, when Yu Dajiang found Hong Qitian and gave him a sum of cultivation resources, and then provoked a few words by the way, saying that Bai Fang had no one in his eyes and said that he was the number one alchemist in the Thousand Lakes Country, Hong Qitian was furious when he heard it.

Hong Qitian knew that if the white fang that Yu Dajiang said attracted the attention of the Sect Master of the Ziyan Sect, Zu Tiangang, then Zu Tiangang would definitely come forward in person to win over, and it would not be easy for him to deal with Bai Fang at that time, so Hong Qitian rushed to the martial arts trading market as soon as possible, preparing to solve this hidden danger before the sect master Zu Tiangang.

It was naturally Yu Dajiang who led the way for Hong Qitian, but Yu Dajiang was a shrewd person, after he pointed out the specific location of Fang Bai's stall for Hong Qitian, he hid far away, so as not to be seen by Fang Bai, so that even if Hong Qitian couldn't clean up Fang Bai, he didn't have to worry about being retaliated against by Fang Bai.

After Hong Qitian heard Yu Dajiang say that the "White Fang" might just be a waste-level martial artist, he felt a little contemptuous in his heart, thinking that he was a dignified Hong-level middle-level powerhouse, and he could kill a waste-level martial artist with one punch, so if the "White Fang" was willing to listen to his own words, it would be good to get out of Ziyan City honestly, if not, he must be good-looking.

Hong Qitian came to Fang Bai's stall, and at first glance he saw You Lao Er who was packing up his things, he recalled the appearance of the "White Fang" described by Yu Dajiang, and knew that this person was not White Fang.

"White, get out of here!"

Hong Qitian's gaze shifted and landed in the hut where Fang Bai was, and from the hut he sensed the fluctuation of the two vitality of fire and wood, his eyes flashed brightly, and his face was gloomy and he shouted.

Hong Qitian's shouts contained a wisp of the true essence of a Hong-level martial artist, and suddenly the volume was like thunder, surging towards Fang Bai's hut.

Although Hong Qitian's shouts were not aimed at You Lao Er, You Lao Er was still churned by the thunderous sound waves, his vitality was agitated, a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and his body fell backwards, and he was actually traumatized.

You Lao Er's Tian-level martial artist is no different from an ant in Hong Qitian's eyes, whether he is dead or alive, Hong Qitian doesn't care about it at all, so You Lao Er was hit hard, his face was not shocked, and his eyes were just staring at the hut.

Hong Qitian shouted loudly, the target was directly aimed at Fang Bai, his original intention was to hit Fang Bai hard, give Fang Bai a dismount, let Fang Bai teach him his strength, and when the time comes, as long as he sends out a few more threats, he is not afraid that Fang Bai will not obediently get out of Ziyan City.

The strange thing is that the sound wave that can severely damage the ayxe desolate level martial artist is like a stone sinking into the sea, there is no half of the hut, and there is no movement in the house.

"Elder Hong, what are you going to do? Senior Bai is a mid-grade alchemist and a middle-grade refiner, if he enters the Purple Flame Sect, his status will be above you. If you hurt him, aren't you afraid that the Ancestral Sect Master of the Purple Flame Sect will be dissatisfied with you when he finds out?"

You Lao Er staggered to his feet, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said loudly while holding his chest.

(End of chapter)