After swallowing the Bailing Pill, Cheng Yiran became flushed.

She could clearly feel a tingling sensation on her left cheek. The wound was as if there were little ants crawling around, and it tickled her.

After a short time, the scar on her left cheek disappeared, leaving only a shallow white line, which would not be noticeable if you did not look closely, and if it was repaired properly, it would slowly disappear.

In addition, Cheng Yiran also felt that his skin was smoother, as ruddy and clear as ice muscle and jade bones, and he had never felt so refreshed.

Moreover, she found that after taking the Lark Pill, her cultivation had also increased to a certain extent, and if she was allowed to advance to the Psychic Realm now, I am afraid that she would be more than one percent sure.

However, she didn't dare to be like Jiang Xiaofeng, she had to ensure that after she had Shi Erdan, she would dare to break the shackles and advance to the psychic realm.

Cheng Yiran gently stroked his cheek, and then took out a mirror from the Qiankun bag to look at it, looking excited.

Hmph! The daughter of the pavilion master of the Luo Yan Pavilion is blessed to enjoy this elixir, and the old lady also enjoyed it once today, what's the big deal, thinking of this mileage, there is some balance in my heart.

She raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Xiaofeng, and was about to thank her, but she heard a beating voice:

"This lark elixir is extremely troublesome to refine, but for the sake of us being acquaintances, I will calculate that you are cheaper and give you a material fee. What do you think of the ten medium-grade spirit stones?"

The gratitude that had just sprung up in my heart was instantly extinguished by this kid's words. This guy is a spirit stone when he opens his mouth and closes his mouth, and he is almost a spirit stone.

Cheng Yiran pouted and said:

"You kid, are you so poor? you first record the account for me, and when you get to Cangyunmen, I will pay it back for you. ”

"Great!"

Jiang Xiaofeng smiled, then took out a pen and paper, quickly wrote and drew on the paper, and then handed it to Cheng Yiran:

"Sister Yiran, sign your word, I'm afraid you won't admit it when you do. ”

"You ......"

Cheng Yiran just raised his hand to beat him, but his eyes rolled and said:

"Okay, sister promises you. After arriving at Cangyun Gate, you wait well, and when your sister gathers enough spirit stones, she will give it to you in time. ”

After speaking, Cheng Yiran signed the piece of paper, and then handed it back to Jiang Xiaofeng with a wicked smile. Jiang Xiaofeng pursed his mouth, and said in his heart that he looked like this, as if he was going to repay the debt.

Jiang Xiaofeng put the pen and paper back in the Qiankun bag and said to her:

"Don't forget, you also promised me that if I refine the Six Yang Purple Heart Pill, you will give me a hundred medium-grade spirit stones. And Sister Yiran, you said that if I refine it, you can do whatever I ask you to do, and you don't regret it. ”

Looking at Jiang Xiaofeng's serious look, Cheng Yiran was stunned for a moment, and then as if he had figured out something, he smiled at Jiang Xiaofeng and said:

"What we say, it counts. But ......"

Cheng Yiran "giggled", put his face to Jiang Xiaofeng's ear, and exhaled like an orchid, which made Jiang Xiaofeng's ears itch very much:

"Brother Xiaofeng, can you tell me what you want my sister to do?"

Feeling Cheng Yiran's breath, Jiang Xiaofeng's heart suddenly became hot. He licked his dry lips and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a "coo-dong", forcibly suppressing the desire in his heart: the egg hurts

"After I finish refining, I hope that you can recommend me to go to the nearest Spirit Craftsman Pavilion to take the first-grade alchemist exam in the name of Cangyun Gate. ”

After speaking, Jiang Xiaofeng secretly scolded Wan Lao Wei, saying that he wanted to recommend me to take the spirit craftsman exam, but when I left Yunzhou County, this guy was like missing, and I couldn't find him.

Cheng Yiran thought that Jiang Xiaofeng would ask for something excessive, but he didn't expect it to be so simple. She looked at the strange thing in front of her with some incredulity, and her eyes widened:

"That's it?"

"Yes!"

Oh my God!

Cheng Yiran's head suddenly became cloudy, this is probably the best business in the world, refining a three-grade pill is just for me to come up with a recommended qualification from Cangyunmen, is there anything cheaper than this?

But Cheng Yiran suddenly thought about it: No, this kid doesn't even have the qualifications of a first-class alchemist, how can I believe that he can refine the Six Yang Purple Heart Pill?

The third-grade alchemists, even in the Qinglan Kingdom, are among the few existences. Even in the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines, which is known as an alchemist, a third-grade alchemist may be able to count it in one slap.

She glanced at Jiang Xiaofeng and said:

"Brother Feng, are you sure you can refine the Six Yang Purple Heart Pill?"

Jiang Xiaofeng was already sitting on the ground at this time, and began to recover his soul power, and his eyelids did not rise:

"Does it make sense for me to lie to you? I still want those 100 medium-grade spirit stones. Alas, this time it was a loss, mainly because I blamed myself for not knowing the market.

If I had known that it would cost you three hundred medium-grade spirit stones to refine from others, I would have accepted two hundred medium-grade spirit stones from you. Forget it, the loss will be the loss, and it won't be like this in the future. Even if it's a family price, you have to be worthy of your own technology!"

Looking at Jiang Xiaofeng's expression, Cheng Yiran really wanted to open his head to see what kind of structure it was, why it was so strange.

Seeing that Jiang Xiaofeng stopped talking, Cheng Yiran looked at Zhang Lao with some doubts, not knowing whether he should believe that he could refine the three-grade pill.

Zhang Lao also fell into a dilemma now, after all, the young man in front of him was too young. He had never seen such a young third-grade alchemist.

Moreover, he himself had just said that he had not even obtained the qualification of a first-grade alchemist now, how could he easily believe that he could refine a third-grade pill?

Although it is said that the spirit flowers and herbs for refining the elixir have been prepared now, it took a lot of effort to collect these materials, and even almost took his own life.

In case this kid is let go, it doesn't hurt to damage the spirit grass, but there is no way to solve the poison of the door master Cheng Tianhua.

But if this kid is not allowed to refine, his own side will seem a little petty, after all, he had promised him before to let him refine the Six Yang Purple Heart Pill.

Four people, you look at me, I look at you, no one can make up their minds.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaofeng suddenly stood up from the ground, his soul power had already recovered seventy-seven-eighty-eight, and it was not much of a problem to help him refine the Six Yang Purple Heart Pill.

He looked at the four people:

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and refine the elixir, I still have to rush to the northern region of Qinglan Kingdom, I have been delayed here for too long. ”

Looking at Jiang Xiaofeng's confident gaze, Zhang Lao seemed to have finally made up his mind, and nodded towards Cheng Yiran: Just bet once, and press the treasure on this kid.