Thanks to "Yan Jie" for the reward, I will definitely live up to expectations!

On the top of the burning mountain, the medicine jar was panting with his hands on his knees. It's not that he's really tired into this picture, but in his opinion, only in this way can he show his current mood.

"Stinky boy, you dare to learn from me!"

As soon as the medicine jar looked up, he found that Qingmen was also holding his hands on his knees, panting heavily, and even stretched out his tongue in an exaggerated manner. A pair of eyes blinked twice at the medicine jar from time to time, revealing a smile.

As the Silver Snake Monarch said, Qingmen's current combat effectiveness may still not be very good, but his escape skills are outstanding. The medicine jar is also a high-level saint, but no matter how you chase it, you can't catch up with this kid who is more slippery than a loach.

"Medicine jar, do you still want to kill him now?" the Silver Serpent Monarch asked lightly.

"Kill him, I'm going to cut off this kid's leg first, and then throw him into the Dan furnace and clean him up slowly!" the medicine jar gritted his teeth.

The Silver Serpent Monarch nodded, "Okay, then I'll satisfy you." Boy, come over and let the medicine jar kill. ”

"What?!" Qingmen was stunned, looked at the Silver Snake Monarch in surprise, and then looked at Xie Chen, who was being swept by the Silver Snake Monarch. This guy isn't sick, is he? Talking like I'm stupid? Stretching my neck out and letting people kill me?!

"Come on, the medicine jar hasn't killed anyone for a long time, let him have a good time. The Silver Serpent Monarch waved his hand casually.

"What's on...... Oops!"

Qingmen just wanted to say a few words, but suddenly felt a sudden tightness in his body! An invisible big hand suddenly picked him up and threw him directly towards the medicine jar!

"I'll wipe it! don't!" Qingmen exclaimed in shock. Under the realm of the Silver Serpent Sovereign, his Tiger Armor didn't even work?!

"Why don't you, let's die, boy!" the medicine jar grinned and grabbed Qingmen, this time he couldn't let this kid run away again!

"Senior, you ......" Xie Chen frowned when he saw this, and secretly condensed his spiritual power to look at the Silver Snake Sovereign. If the medicine jar is really going to be unfavorable to Qingmen, it will be invincible. He's going to shoot too!

"What? Have you forgotten what I said?" The silver snake didn't even look at Xie Chen, and looked at the medicine jar and Qingmen with interest.

Your words?" Xie Chen was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly recalled what the Silver Snake Monarch had said before. Could it be that the medicine jar really doesn't want to finish the door? It's just that looking at this posture, it doesn't look like it!

At this time, the medicine jar was already riding on Qingmen's body, and he viciously picked up the cigarette pouch pot in his hand!

"Smack!" I don't know what material the cigarette pouch pot made of it smashed on Qingmen's head, and it hurt so much that Qingmen bared his teeth and screamed without grace!

"Stinky boy, do you know that it hurts, do you know how powerful the old man is?!"

"Smack!"

Another hard blow! The medicine jar was full of pride, and his heart was full of joy.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

The medicine jar seemed to be beaten, and he couldn't help but say that after a cigarette pouch and pot, countless large and small bags of all sizes had appeared on Qingmen's head.

"Stinky boy. Aren't you very good at running? Now are you not convinced? Hiss-whew!"

The medicine jar lit the cigarette pouch pot and smiled smugly while swallowing the clouds and spitting out the fog.

"I'm not convinced! It's not you who caught me, why should I obey you!" Qingmen grinned, but his mouth was quite stubborn.

"Smack!"

"Convincing or not?"

"I'm so hot! I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"

"Smack!"

"Convincing or not?"

"Served ......"

The cigarette pouch pot that the "......" medicine jar had just lifted again was suddenly deflated, this kid had become too fast, right?

"Why don't you give me a good time, I can't take it?" A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated! It's not such a toss......

The medicine jar's eyes rolled, and the cigarette pouch pot in his hand shook but didn't smash down, as if he was thinking about something in his heart.

Suddenly, the medicine jar seemed to have finally figured it out, and his wrist moved. The cigarette pouch pot fell violently!

"Smack!"

"You kid can't run anymore?"

"Don't run away!" "Qingmen grinned, why did he run away after all this?

"Smack!"

"Do you dare to be arrogant with me?"

"Don't dare—!" Qingmen almost cried, the cigarette pouch pot was lit! The temperature of the cigarette pouch pot in the medicine jar's hand could definitely burn a saint-level powerhouse!

"Smack!"

"Do you want to be my apprentice?"

"I don't want to ...... Uhhh What did you just ask me?

"Smack!"

Another cigarette pouch pot, Qingmen was directly dizzy, could it be that he heard it wrong just now?

Xie Chen on the side listened to it clearly. It was only then that he was really relieved, and a smile appeared in his eyes. It turned out that what the Silver Snake Monarch said was right, the medicine jar should indeed have no intention of killing the door.

However, the Silver Snake Monarch snorted lightly and said, "Medicine jar, you mean that I will help you catch him if you want to kill someone." Why? Not to kill now?"

"Hehe, kill, of course kill!" "The medicine jar smiled awkwardly, "This kid said that he didn't want to be my apprentice, of course I wanted to kill such an ignorant guy." Kill now!"

"Eh, you're slow!" Seeing the medicine jar raise the cigarette pouch pot again, Qingmen hurriedly begged for mercy loudly.

"What? figured it out?" the medicine jar was about to fight.

Qingmen hurriedly said: "I have figured it out, I have figured it out! Master's subordinates are merciful!"

"I wiped it! This kid changed his words so quickly?" The medicine jar was stunned again, and couldn't help but wonder if his decision was right or wrong.

Xie Chen smiled, at this moment he had already understood the mind of the medicine jar. Presumably, the flame that Qingmen got this time was exactly what the medicine jar wanted. Although the medicine jar said that after killing Qingmen, the flame could be re-subdued, but this spiritual object was no better than a spiritual treasure, and the spirit owner of the spiritual object would dissipate directly after death. The vast chaos makes the medicine jar where to find?

What's more, Qingmen's pharmacist talent can even be seen by Xiaolou Dongfeng, how can the medicine jar not know? Since you can't receive soul refining fire, then accepting an apprentice with soul refining fire can be regarded as compensation!

It's just this way of accepting disciples......

Xie Chen shook his head, but he really didn't dare to agree.

Although he felt a little discouraged, since Qingmen had agreed to worship himself as a teacher, the medicine jar could no longer be beaten. He stood up a little stupidly and let go of Qingmen.

"Boy, don't think you've suffered a big loss! I have never accepted apprentices, old man, and I don't know how many descendants in the chaos want to worship under my door, and I don't bother to take care of it!"

"Yes, yes, what the master said is ......" Qingmen had a bitter face, and got up while rubbing his head full of bags, with the Silver Snake Monarch by his side, he naturally didn't dare to make a mistake. Although he still has a grudge against the medicine jar in his heart, he also knows that the medicine jar should not be boasting. How could the medicine master under the Silver Serpent Monarch be an ordinary person?

"Sacrifice your natal spirit and the fused flame for me to see. The medicine jar nodded with satisfaction, looking like a strict teacher.

Qingmen didn't dare to slack off. Hurriedly sacrificed the green fire plate and the flame that had turned pale blue at this moment and presented it in front of the medicine jar.

"The natal spirit is decent, not bad......"

The medicine jar looked at the green fire plate and nodded. Then he looked carefully at the cyan flame.

This cyan flame was formed by the fusion of the scorching fire and the soul refining fire, just because the cyan scorching fire was originally owned by the green gate, so the soul refining fire also turned cyan.

Feeling the flame that could almost burn the soul and was full of purifying breath, the corner of the medicine jar's eyes twitched! If this thing was given to me, where would those two guys still be arrogant at the pharmacist conference?!

After watching it for a while full of jealousy and unwillingness. Only then did the medicine jar straighten up, groped out a purple-red clover from his arms, and said, "Refine it for me, let me see your heat!"

"Oh. "Aoto took the clover. He pursed his lips and threw himself directly into the cyan flames.

"Boom!"

The moment the cyan flame and the purple-red clover just collided together, the blue flame suddenly skyrocketed! It was like a little spark being thrown into a barrel of explosives, and a radius of more than ten meters around the green gate instantly fell into a sea of fire!

And at this time. The medicine jar seemed to have been predicted, and it floated away dozens of meters away.

"What the hell?!"

In the midst of the green flames, there was a voice of Qingmen's anger. In the midst of the flames, he scrambled and began to gather the flames around him. When the flames gradually dissipated, Qingmen's whole body was mottled with purple red, as if he had just crawled out of the dye vat.

"About ten meters, just a passing grade!" The medicine jar floated forward again, staring at Qingmen with a smile, and said lightly: "Boy, do you know what you just refined?"

"What?" Qingmen glanced at the medicine jar in embarrassment, but in his heart, he had already greeted all the eighteen generations of this guy's ancestors.

"This grass is called three-leaf violet smoke, and when it encounters flames, it turns into purple smoke, and if it is mixed with highly poisonous things. Now you're festering all over your body and you're dying! You kid, you don't even ask what you've refined to burn with flames and dye you a little color, it's a lesson!"

How do you tell me how do I know? Qingmen sneered in his heart, but the next action of the medicine jar made his eyes widen.

The medicine jar took out a three-leaf violet cigarette from his bosom, and threw it directly into his lit cigarette pouch pot without looking at it. At the same time, a red flame suddenly rose in the cigarette pouch pot, and the three-leaf violet smoke was enveloped in an instant!

Come back?!Qingmen gasped and hurriedly dodged!

But something surprising happened, in the red flame, the three-leaf violet smoke not only did not explode directly as it had just now, but slowly shrank in the flames like ordinary grass blades and then turned into ashes.

"And then!" Just as the ashes gradually drifted away in the red flames, and a little bit of crystal purple gradually condensed, the medicine jar suddenly drank softly! The red flames instantly floated out with the light drink, flying towards the green gate like a meteor!

"Oh!" Qingmen subconsciously urged the Qinghuo Disk to meet it, but at the moment when the Qinghuo Disc had not yet come into contact with it, the Violet Smoke Essence suddenly flashed!

"Boom!"

The purple smoke spread out again, enveloping the entire Qingmen in it again!

When Qingmen hurriedly dodged in shock, the voice of the medicine jar also sounded faintly: "Apprentice, you remember it for me." If you want to be a pharmacist, it is extremely important to master the heat. No matter what kind of medicinal herbs, no matter how many medicinal herbs, they must be completely under your control! To what extent you let it be refined, it must be to what extent, and what you want it to do, it must do!" (To be continued......