"It seems that there is at least an eight-grade alchemist. With the qualifications of the junior and disciple, there is no problem in reaching the eighth grade within a hundred years. ”

Jian Thirteen stroked his beard and couldn't help but praise it. It's just that when he looked at Yang Fan again, when he saw his treacherous expression, he couldn't help but chuckle, and looked at Yang Fan again with a strange, shocking, incredulous, and excited gaze.

Yang Fan smiled again, pretending to be looking for something in the savings ring, and a can of Coke appeared in the palm of his hand, but what puzzled others was that he actually brought out a somewhat familiar badge-like object during this period.

The little thing fell to the ground with a crisp clang.

"Ah, something is gone. Yang Fan was about to open the can, pretending to see something falling, picking it up, and then pretending to be in a hurry to drink Coke, putting the thing directly on the table, hurriedly pulling the ring, and drinking half a can of Coke in one gulp.

Everyone looked at each other, and they all looked at the badge on the table, and after a few seconds, everyone was shocked, and the Great Elder hurriedly took the badge in his hand and carefully examined it, and then handed it to the head of Jian Yi tremblingly.

After reading it, Jian Yi shuddered and handed it to Jian Thirteen. After reading it, Sword Thirteen swallowed his saliva and put the badge back in place.

The eight-rank alchemist is also one of the few in the entire Wuyuan Continent, and the total number can be counted on one hand, and the young Sun Wukong is actually an eight-grade alchemist, and if he is given some time, isn't he a ninth-grade alchemist?

Jiupin... Throughout the history of the Five Sources Continent, there is only one person who has reached it, and that is the founder of the Ascension Immortal Pill, because of the age, the specific information is no longer verifiable.

If others knew that Yang Fan's true grade was an Emperor Alchemist, and it spread to the entire Wuyuan Continent, and even the people in the sea outside the continent, I am afraid they would be alarmed.

"It's .... The eight-grade alchemist badge of the Alchemist Guild, junior brother, I didn't expect it! It's really auspicious from the sky, God bless my Divine Sword Gate. ”

Jian Thirteen laughed, if it wasn't for Yang Fan to dodge in time, I am afraid that Jian Thirteen, a bad old man, would have taken away his first hug.

The others were also happy, or brushing their beards, or laughing, or running to tell each other, or... The postures are different, this is not because there are no high-grade alchemists in the Divine Sword Sect, today's Divine Sword Sect, there are two sixth-grade alchemists, five fifth-grade, as for the fourth-grade, there are as many as two digits, and there are countless other low-grade alchemists.

As early as when Yang Fan was assessing, he sensed it slightly, there were tens of thousands of disciples in the Divine Sword Sect, of which one-third chose the alchemist, and one alchemist raised two people, which was not the slightest pressure, on the contrary, there was still redundant, excess pills, and the Divine Sword Sect would trade them out in exchange for other cultivation resources. But, who would think that there are too many pills? Therefore, even if it is the Divine Sword Sect, unless there are too many pills and there are not many medicinal materials in the door, it will not be sold.

"In this way, with Uncle Shi, the elixir we need for cultivation will be in place. ”

The Ten Elders looked at Yang Fan with respect in their eyes. This kind of respect is not only because Yang Fan is his senior uncle and ancestor, but also because of the respect for a senior alchemist, and even this respect exceeds the respect for the elders.

"There's Uncle Lao. The head of the sect, Jian Yi, said respectfully to Yang Fan.

"It's okay now, I also need to refine some pills to cultivate, so let's go to alchemy. ”

Yang Fan touched his chin and thought that a tenth-level sect like the Divine Sword Sect must have excellent medicinal materials.

"Let's go, this way, please. ”

Jian Yi waved his hand, without the slightest majesty that he should have as a leader.

Just after Jian Yi took Yang Fan and the Ten Elders away, the smile on the face of the old head Jian Thirteen, who was still in place, disappeared, and instead showed a smile as if someone had taken something from him.

"Master, why do you want me to accept this son on your behalf?"

Jian Thirteen bowed respectfully to the figure beside him who seemed to be the Supreme Elder, the whole body of the person was shrouded in white robes, and there was not the slightest breath on his body, as if he was a dead man.

"This son is really talented, and you can see that with such achievements at such an age, his future is limitless. Even if such a person cannot be taken under his command, he cannot be his enemy. And I always have a feeling that it won't be long before the entire Wuyuan Continent will be in chaos, and he can defuse this calamity. ”

"Couldn't it be resolved with Shizun's current strength?" Sword Thirteen was a little surprised.

"Thirteen, the residual power of my doppelganger can only be used once, and it can only be used when facing the destruction of the Divine Sword Gate. If he can become an immortal, then my Divine Sword Sect will definitely be able to inherit it for thousands of years. ”

"The disciple understands, and the disciple will live up to the trust. ”

The white-robed man waved his hand, his hands behind his back and walked towards the depths of the hall.

"You go get busy first. ”

Until the figure disappeared, a wounded hoarse sound came from the depths of the hall.

"Yes!"

Jian Thirteen bowed in the direction where the white-robed man had disappeared, then walked out of the main hall with his hands and walked towards the Dan Pavilion where Yang Fan was located.

At this time, the inner courtyard of the Divine Sword Gate Dan Pavilion.

"I've seen the master, elders!"

Jian Yi took Yang Fan into the Dan Pavilion, and some of the disciples who passed by stopped one after another.

Obviously, Jian Yi didn't care about these little things at all, and hurriedly took Yang Fan into one of the best alchemy medicine rooms, and ordered the disciple to get some high-grade medicinal materials, and before it was a tea time, the room was full of all kinds of precious medicinal materials.

"Uncle Shi, there are more than a dozen prescriptions for the elixir that are urgently needed in the door, if you don't want to be too troublesome, let's start with these five-grade high-grade Zengyuan Dan first. ”

Taking the pill prescription, Yang Fan glanced at it a few times, and the pill prescription of more than a dozen pills had already been memorized. It's not that Yang Fan can't refine, even if he is an emperor alchemist, he won't memorize all kinds of pill prescriptions, let alone Yang Fan, an alchemist who was directly promoted to emperor pin. To use an analogy, there is no knowledge, no practice.

"Okay, then I'll start first. ”

As everyone left, Yang Fan opened the system interface, started the medicine refining hosting function, refined the medicine again, took out the two novels over and over again, and watched it with a drink.

At this time, Jian Yi and the ten elders were standing at the door, either meditating on the spot, or discussing Yang Fan with others.

"Senior Brother, how long do you think it will take for Senior Uncle Ancestor to finish refining?" said the Second Elder as he looked at the door.

"I think it takes half a day for an elixir, and when he finishes refining it, half a month is needed. ”

"That's right, Master, in that case, I should be busy with other things. ”

"That's fine. ”

However, in their opinion, it would take half a month for an eighth-grade alchemist to refine more than a dozen high-grade pills, but they didn't know that there was something called a system at the time.

Less than two hours after they left, the door of the room was opened, and Yang Fan walked out with a hazy face. At this time, the inner disciple who had been guarding the door respectfully bowed to Yang Fan.

"Senior brother, is there something wrong?"

"Go and tell the elders about them, and they will say that they are all done. ”

The matter of Yang Fan becoming an invincible disciple of the sword is very important, and the sword Yi and they did not want to reveal half of it, and the reason why this inner disciple called Yang Fan a senior brother was just because he thought that Yang Fan was favored by the elders, so he said senior brother.

In fact, in the cultivation realm, no matter how long the outer disciples have been membering, they will call the disciples whose status is higher than themselves as senior brothers. The outer disciples see the inner disciples like this, and the inner disciples see the core disciples the same.

There was not the slightest fluctuation on the inner disciple's face, perhaps in his opinion, Yang Fan was just refining a low-grade elixir.

"Yes!"

"What !!"

"You said he had already refined all the pills?"

"Yes, Great Elder, Senior Brother said that he has already refined all the pills. ”

Everyone looked at each other, glanced at each other, hurriedly put down the matter in their hands, and hurriedly flew towards the alchemy pharmacy.

When they came to the room, everyone saw the jade pot neatly placed on the table, and the air was still filled with the fragrance of pills. Take a deep breath, as if a person who has lived in the city for a long time suddenly breathes in the fresh air of the countryside.

(Inexplicably, I want to give three chapters, let's make up 50,000 words)