Chu Hao walked along the prestige, only to see an old man in an elder's robe walking majestically.

When everyone present saw the comer, they saluted one after another to show respect.

This person is none other than the Elder of the Medicine King Palace, Luo Ziyin.

He is a rare six-grade alchemist.

In the Northern Wilderness, he is one of the top ten alchemists.

All the pills above the fifth grade of the Tianxuan Sect basically came from his hands.

"Meet the Elders!"

Mu Qing saw that Luo Ziyin had appeared, calmed down, and bowed.

He knew he couldn't mess around anymore.

"Master!"

Murong Wan saw that Luo Ziyin was out of the pass, so she hurriedly ran over and supported him.

"Wan'er, what's going on?"

Luo Ziyin smiled dotingly and asked.

In the Medicine King Palace, Luo Ziyin can be favored, and only Murong Wan is the only one.

"Master, it's all a good thing that Senior Brother Mu Qing has done."

"I have sent an invitation to Prince Chu before to come to our Medicine King Palace to study."

"Who knew that Senior Brother Mu Qing didn't believe it, not only embarrassed Young Master Chu, but also injured him."

"That's what led to a series of things in front of us."

Murong Wan spit out her pink little tongue and explained to Luo Ziyin.

In her subconscious, she was still inclined to Chu Hao.

"Mu Qing, is that so?"

Luo Ziyin frowned slightly, and asked majestically.

"Elder, it's all a misunderstanding!" Mu Qing replied.

"Misunderstanding?"

"With your cultivation in the Four Extremes Realm, you can really do it when you make a move to the Body Refining Realm."

"No matter what misunderstanding exists in this matter, bullying the small with the big will already break the rules of our Tianxuan Sect."

"This seat will punish you for facing the wall for a month, and you will not be allowed to go out, so take the punishment."

Luo Ziyin glanced at Chu Hao, saw through his cultivation and injuries, and probably verified what Murong Wan said.

Since it is true, it is Mu Qing's fault and he deserves to be punished.

And Chu Hao felt as if he had been seen through at this time.

It can be seen how strong Luo Ziyin's strength is.

He is worthy of being an elder of the Tianxuan Sect, and his strength is unfathomable.

"Yes, the disciple ordered the punishment."

Mu Qing endured the severe pain in his hands, respectfully saluted Luo Ziyin, and retreated.

Before he left, he glared at Chu Hao fiercely, his eyes full of resentment.

If his eyes could kill people, Chu Hao would probably have been in a different place long ago.

"Everyone else is gone."

Luo Ziyin saw that everyone was still watching the play here, and ordered sharply.

"Yes, Elder!"

How dare everyone stay here, and they all bow and leave.

"Boy, that sword qi was good just now, what's your name?"

After everyone left, Luo Ziyin walked towards Leng Shaokun.

Just now, he saw the scene where Leng Shaokun swung his sword and knocked out the dagger in Mu Qing's hand.

At such an age, it is already very difficult to comprehend sword qi.

It is not easy to make the sword qi burst out with powerful power at a fixed point.

The young man in front of him is a genius with a high level of understanding.

"Disciple Leng Shaokun!" Leng Shaokun replied.

"Huh? Leng Shaokun? ”

"Are you a kid from the Leng family?"

"No wonder he has achieved something in swordsmanship."

"But it's a pity, the cultivation qualifications are a little worse."

"If your cultivation qualification can reach the seventh grade, the first sword cultivation in the Northern Wilderness in the future will be yours."

When Luo Ziyin heard this, he sighed regretfully.

Leng Shaokun, he had still heard the name, and he had been praised many times by the elders of the Sword Pavilion of the Tianxuan Sect, but his cultivation qualifications were too poor.

Otherwise, with Leng Shaokun's swordsmanship perception, he would have become a true disciple of Tianxuan Sect long ago.

"Thank you, Elder, for your compliment!" Leng Shaokun said respectfully.

"No need to be polite!"

"I'm just telling the truth."

"Since you're here, I'll give you a transformation."

"This myelin cleansing pill is yours, I hope you can use it a little, and it can be regarded as repaying the kindness of your Leng family."

Luo Ziyin waved his hand, took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, and threw it over.

This is filled with the marrow cleansing pill that can improve the physique, ranking among the five grades, and it is a rare elixir.

In Tianxuanzong, the only people who can refine the marrow washing pill are Luo Ziyin and the chief deacon of the Medicine King Palace, the five-grade alchemist Mu Feng, that is, Mu Qing's biological father.

"Thank you, Elder!"

Leng Shaokun held the marrow cleansing pill in both hands, he was so excited that he knelt on one knee and expressed his gratitude to Luo Ziyin.

This pill is so important to him.

"No thanks, I'm just trying to repay the favor today."

Luo Ziyin motioned for Leng Shaokun to get up, with a kind smile on his face.

For some reason, when he saw Leng Shaokun, he thought of all the experiences he had when he was young, going down the mountain.

"Hey, cold boy, congratulations!"

"This time, your cultivation qualifications can be improved."

"After eating the Pulp Cleansing Pill, at least you can improve to the fourth-grade cultivation qualification."

Chu Hao was genuinely happy for him.

It seems that this trip to the Medicine King Palace is really worth it.

"What's your name, little one?"

"Also a disciple of our Tianxuan Sect?"

Luo Ziyin shifted his gaze to Chu Hao's body and asked curiously.

After all, Chu Hao didn't wear the exclusive clothes of the disciples of the Heavenly Xuan Sect.

"Master, his name is Chu Hao, and he is a miscellaneous disciple of the ancestral land."

"Don't look at his cultivation as low, but in terms of alchemy, he has a high talent."

Murong Wan saw that the master opened his mouth to ask about Chu Hao's origin, so he hurriedly answered for him and praised Chu Hao.

Because she knows Luo Ziyin's character too well.

If you don't exaggerate a little, it's hard to get his attention.

"Oh? A miscellaneous disciple of the ancestral land? ”

"When did Huang Laojiu also accept apprentices?"

When Luo Ziyin heard this, his eyes that had gone through the vicissitudes of life flashed with a hint of essence.

It seems that he has a strong interest in Chu Hao.

As far as he knew, Huang Laojiu had always been in charge of the ancestral land, and even the sect master was difficult to interfere with.

Especially in the selection of apprentices, or the heirs of the tomb sweepers in the ancestral land, no one is allowed to interfere.

He thought that Huang Laojiu might not find a suitable candidate until his twilight years.

Unexpectedly, Huang Laojiu really found it.

This made Luo Ziyin very curious, what was there about Chu Hao's body that could attract Huang Laojiu.

"Elder Hui, in fact, I am not Elder Huang's apprentice."

"It's because he is old and sees me pitiful, so he took me in and asked me to help him sweep the grave."

When Chu Hao heard this, he smiled helplessly.

When did he become Huang Laojiu's apprentice.

Just because he is old and immortal, he is also worthy of being his master?

Don't talk nonsense.

"No, no, no!"

"Boy, you don't understand."

"Huang Laojiu's vision is not ordinarily high, since he left you behind, he must want you to inherit his mantle."

"You can get Huang Laojiu's appreciation, which can be regarded as unique."

"Let me see, what kind of genius can enter Huang Laojiu's eyes."

Luo Ziyin became more and more curious about Chu Hao, and finally couldn't resist his curiosity, reached out to hold his shoulder, invaded his divine sense, and probed his qualifications.

Suddenly, Chu Hao was controlled by a powerful consciousness and couldn't move.

"Huh? A product cultivation qualification? ”

"How is that possible?"

"That's too bad, isn't it?"