Even though he was standing outside the tent, Lin Feng still smelled the slightest smell of medicine.

"Yuan Dingyi!" Old man Meng shouted.

Yuan Dingyi? Lin Feng couldn't help but think, could this be that Yuan Dingyi? Could it be such a coincidence?

Yuan Dingyi, that is one of the great alchemists in the Eastern Continent, it is said that ten years ago, he had already stepped into the realm of alchemy masters.

Is Zhou Zhansheng strong? He has a high status in the Jinyang Plain, and how many city lords, heads of big families, and even the heads of sects have to sell him some face. However, he is only a third-order alchemist to this day.

It's not that Zhou Zhansheng is not talented enough and doesn't work hard enough, it's really because the road of alchemy is too difficult to walk.

No one can imagine how many gaps there are between alchemists and alchemists.

Lin Feng suddenly became excited, he was born in the Medicine God Temple in his previous life, he was obsessed with pills, and this life was no exception. Now that I have finally met an alchemy master, I must ask for advice if I have the opportunity.

Two people came out of the open top, dressed as a boy with haughty eyes. They glanced at Old Man Meng and Lin Feng, and one of them said, "But Meng Zhaoyan and Senior Meng?" ”

Although he called his predecessors in his mouth, his demeanor and tone did not mean half respect.

Meng Zhaoyan? Lin Feng always felt that he had heard this name somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Lin Feng wanted to follow Meng Zhaoyan into the tent, but was stopped by two people who stretched out their hands.

"If you are not an alchemist, please stop!" One of them said coldly.

Their eyes were extremely arrogant, a little more arrogant than Zhou Zhansheng's junior brother Liu Yue.

Lin Feng touched the tip of his nose and asked rhetorically, "How do you know that I am not an alchemist?" ”

His leisurely expression made the two of them a little angry. As the medicine boy of the famous alchemy master Yuan Dingyi, they are highly respected in the eyes of others.

Not to mention a small follower, even if it is an alchemist apprentice, he is not qualified to step into this tent.

Are you kidding? This is a ghost market in Yunmang Mountain, and it is an extremely honorable thing to have a place in the ghost market.

Look at the bustling bazaar, how many people have tents? Don't look at the tents on both sides of the street, but most of them are empty.

The empty ones are not because there are few people, but because there are few people who are qualified to use them, and most of them can only set up stalls outside.

And Yuan Dingyi, but he went to the entire Eastern Continent to inquire, who didn't know that he was one of the top ten alchemists in the East?

It is said that the pair of shoes that he wore out and threw away are still enshrined as sacred objects in the treasury of a small imperial palace.

And those alchemist apprentices, who were high in front of all beings, and even ordinary alchemists, would show admiration when they heard his name.

As the medicine boy of such a great alchemist, both of them felt supreme honor.

"You? Alchemist? Ha ha! Do you think I'm a fool? "The man on the left is almost laughing when he hears the funniest joke in the world.

"Oh, I don't know if you're stupid or not. But I'm curious, should the alchemist's face be engraved with the words 'I am an alchemist'? Lin Feng touched his forehead, his face was serious, as if a few words should really be engraved there.

"Humph! You're too lazy to talk to you, so go away! That person was so angry that he reached out to push Lin Feng.

"Don't think that you can be arrogant and unreasonable if you are Meng Lao's follower, don't talk about followers, do you see it? Even if you are the master, you have to report before you can enter! The other was a little patient, but his tone was extremely disdainful.

Although both of them are medicine children, they are already first-order alchemists, and they also have the strength of the samurai realm.

When the man pushed Lin Feng, he was still afraid of hurting him, so he just used three percent of his strength. He felt that even if it was a three-percent force, it would be enough for this little follower.

Who knows, his hand is still a finger away from Lin Feng's chest, and he will no longer be able to move forward. It was as if between them, there was an invisible wall.

He was stunned for a moment, and then became angry: "It's not interesting to look for yourself!" ”

The medicine boy grabbed his hand, and his five fingers were like iron hooks, tearing through the air and reaching for Lin Feng's shoulder.

When the medicine boy next to him saw it, he couldn't help shaking his head: "If you catch him, his whole person will be ruined." ”

"That also lets him know what to say and what not to say!"

When the words landed, the medicine boy's hand had already grabbed Lin Feng's shoulder. The spiritual power of his fingertips flowed, and the pressure followed, and the five fingers were like steel grappling hooks, constantly locking, and the fingers were all sunk into the flesh.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on the medicine boy's forehead, and his brows furrowed into the word 'Chuan'.

His companion saw the clue and asked, "How?" ”

The little attendant's shoulder should have been blurred with flesh and blood, but the medicine boy couldn't catch half a point again.

"Something is wrong...... the medicine boy suddenly shouted, followed by a click!

Five of his fingers, crackling, broke off from the joints, and the pain was so severe that he subconsciously wanted to retract his hand.

But the fingers seemed to be bitten by something, and they couldn't break free.

Lin Feng shook his head with a look of pity: "It's not interesting to look for yourself." ”

As soon as his spiritual power turned, his muscles loosened, and the man suddenly took a few steps backwards, holding his wrist and trembling with pain.

To this day, most of his musculoskeletal skills have developed strong toughness and strength.

When the other party's five fingers were caught, Lin Feng had already dug a 'pit' for him. It seemed that the other party grabbed it into the meat, but it was actually Lin Feng's muscles that bit his fingers to death.

The power accumulates and releases like a spiral, and the flesh and blood naturally can't bear it.

In fact, it was just that moment just now that Lin Feng had a little more comprehension of the Bone Flexibility Technique.

The two medicine boys were pale, they couldn't figure it out, how could Meng Zhaoyan have such a powerful little follower?

But no matter how they figured it out, there was one thing they figured out, that is, this little follower, they couldn't afford to mess with it, so they still let the master deal with it.

After all, it depends on the owner to beat the dog.

Before the two men could complain, they heard a vigorous baritone voice coming from the room, and the two immediately stood with their heads bowed, and the injured had to endure the pain.

"Come in."

Lin Feng knew that he was calling him.

Inside, Lin Feng knew that there was a hole in the tent.

The tent is ordinary on the outside but luxurious on the inside, with a tiger skin carpet on the floor and antique Bogu shelves on all sides. There were no antiques on the shelves, there were piles of bottles and cans, and a few medicine pods. The entire space was filled with a faint medicinal fragrance, which made Lin Feng trance, as if he had returned to his previous life.

Inside the room, a tall, thin man in a brocade robe was facing away from the door, busy with something beside the desk.

On its body, there is a calm and calm, as distant and quiet as a distant mountain, and a majestic temperament.

He said secretly: "This is the famous alchemy master? ”

Meng Zhaoyan sat in a mahogany chair by the door, still carrying his tin wine jug in his hand.

Yuan Dingyi turned around and glanced at Lin Feng, faintly, he couldn't see any mood fluctuations, but his eyes were exceptionally bright. It was as if he didn't care about the outside world, and the injured medicine boy had nothing to do with him.

"Old Meng, do you know that Chijing is late?" Yuan Dingyi, "I have already failed to rush through the level, and next time, I don't know how long I will have to wait." ”

"Am I to blame?" Meng Zhaoyan said, "Who knows the breaking law of this ghost market, it took so long to open." And you don't have to say whether it's too late or not, no matter how long you wait, you always need Chijing, don't you? Come on, come on, the deal for this bird is done, and I'd better go back quickly. Staying in this hellish place, there is not a moment of comfort. ”

He said as he rubbed the plaster on his chest.

"It's okay to trade, but you'll have to add a little bit more." Yuan Dingyi said with a smile.

"What yard?" Meng Zhaoyan looked nervous.

The two were bargaining, and someone asked nervously and excitedly at the door, "Do you dare to ask Master Yuan where he is?" I am a first-order alchemist, and I hope the master can sign my name. ”

"Come in." Yuan Ding nodded.

A gorgeously dressed alchemist walked in with a flushed face, handed over a jade plaque, and Yuan Dingyi carved a few strokes with his fingertips and returned it. The man immediately walked out with his hands in his hands.

If it is a few times, all of them are powerhouses or alchemists above the martial artist realm. Even one of them is not only an inner disciple of the Kongyang Sect, but also a prince of a certain country, and his status is respected.

But no matter how noble these people are, when they see Yuan Dingyi, they are all respectful and nervous.

This made Lin Feng dumbfounded.

Before, it was just hearsay, but now seeing is believing, and he knows that the rumors are true.

He was now a little skeptical, how could he stand in this tent? Although he has a unique background, he has never been shown in front of others. In the eyes of others, he was just an inconspicuous teenager.

After thinking about it, Lin Feng felt that there was only one reason. That old man Meng, who is unrighteous and drunk, has the strength to let him stand here.

Meng and Yuan finally negotiated the deal, and Yuan Dingyi: "You and I have a fight, if you can win me, I will give you something and buy your Chijing." ”

Meng Zhaoyan's face was red, and he jumped up as if he was burning his buttocks: "The surname is Yuan, are you deliberate?" ”

He pointed at Yuan Dingyi, and almost came to a shrew to scold the street.

(End of chapter)