When He Qi was engrossed in listening to the lecture, Fang Mingzhu beside him didn't listen at all, and he didn't know what Uncle Tang was talking about.

Although Fang Mingzhu's face returned to normal, his heart was always a mess, a little annoyed, and a little ashamed in his heart.

Turning her head to look, she saw that He Qi was not squinting, listening to Uncle Tang's lectures, and nodded slightly from time to time.

That one is focused, and he can listen to it, and after taking a closer look, Fang Mingzhu feels that he is really a little sunny when he starts this concentration.

Thinking about it, I suddenly panicked.

Who in Qingxi Valley doesn't know that He Qi's cultivation is the scum of the scum.

What is he doing?

Fang Mingzhu turned his head, and after a while of nonsense, suddenly everyone said in unison: "Congratulations to Uncle Tang"

This Uncle Tang floated away, and the young boys and girls suddenly became noisy and excited, all looking at the gray-clothed old man who had just arrived in front of them.

He Qi listened attentively and didn't notice when this gray-clothed old man arrived.

The gray-clothed old man was thin, his hair was messy like a chicken nest, and his Taoist costume was also very sloppy.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a monk, if you say it's a beggar gang disciple, someone will believe it.

But this group of young men and girls looked at the gray-clothed old man with a happy face, and the gray-clothed old man smiled and said:

"Little guys, the old man has a lot of luck this month, and the refining of the three furnaces of pills is all super high-level.

The pill is even purer than last month, you have to practice hard after taking the pill, and strengthen my Qingxi Valley as soon as possible."

He Qi heard what this old man said was really interesting, Lian Dan relied on luck, and there was no one here!

"Congratulations to Uncle Mu, alchemy has gone one step further"

"Uncle Mu is the deepest heritage of our Qingxi Valley"

"Uncle Mu is the greatest hope of the sect"

There are really a lot of sycophants in this group of boys and girls.

When Uncle Mu heard the compliment, he was very happy, his face smiled like a chrysanthemum, he scratched the head of the chicken nest with one hand, and blew his nails before putting them in his mouth after scratching.

"I, Pharmacist Mu, have been refining Lingsan for half my life, either I brag, or even if I come to a first-grade alchemist, I may not be able to catch up with me."

When Old Man Mu said this, he was full of confidence and had a few domineering appearances.

But this can't change his identity as an unqualified alchemist.

The elixir on this continent is scarce, and alchemists are also very scarce.

The major sects are extremely friendly and value alchemists, but it is not easy to obtain the noble status of alchemists.

Alchemists also have grades, from low to high, from one to nine grades.

Yipin is the lowest-level Dan Master, this old man Mu can only be regarded as a pseudo-Dan Master, who has been refining Lingsan for half his life, and he is not even a first-level Dan Master.

Old man Mu said with a hateful look:

"The old man's elixir is not easy to refine, if it is sold outside, a Lingsan can be sold for a hundred taels of gold."

Old man Mu raised the erected finger high.

"One hundred taels of gold, one per month.

Remember that this is a gift from the sect to you, not a chance for you to make a windfall.

The old man knows that there are little cubs among you, and he will save the spirit scatter every month and sell it.

Such an ambitious little cub is not worthy of the old man's elixir.

If the old man finds out who is selling the spirit privately, the old man will ask the elders to cancel his qualification to receive medicine."

When the group of young boys and girls listened to Old Man Mu's words, they all turned their heads to stare at He Qi, with contempt in their eyes.

He Qi was stunned for a moment before he remembered that the former owner of this body was the little cub that Old Man Mu said.

It turned out that the predecessor knew that the avenue was hopeless, and he sold it at a low price every month after receiving the elixir.

At this time, everyone seemed to have a straight face, and he was upright.

The next thing is to distribute the elixir, but fortunately, Old Man Mu is still very affectionate and did not detain the one He Qi.

But his eyes were sharp, obviously he knew that it was He Qi who sold medicine, and He Qi suddenly felt that this old man was still quite good, at least there was room for critics.

Looking at the pale yellow Lingsan in his palm, exuding an extremely light aura, He Qi could see at a glance that this was only slightly better than the Waste Pill.

"Don't put it away yet!" Old man Mu reprimanded, "If you don't work hard, the boss will be sad, and the old man and I are still seeking on the Dan Dao at my age."

At your age, it's time to struggle, why don't you give up and covet comfort?"

He Qi was ashamed: "Uncle Mu has taught me that disciples should remember the teachings and practice hard."

Uncle Mu's face turned slightly pale and said, "You wait until the evening when your mind is calm and calm, and then take this Lingsan and practice hard."

It doesn't matter if you can cultivate to the fugue stage in this life, what matters is that you have to work hard to spell out your greatest potential

People are wonderful because of their dreams, and you must keep your dream of immortality firmly in mind, so that you will not go astray. ”

He Qi nodded again and again, cultivating the path of immortal cultivation with a hundred deaths, it was the Qinglian Sword Immortal in his previous life, and he didn't know where he could go.

Riding the sword on the green shadow, that is his ultimate dream, is his goal.

For this ideal, he can die a hundred times, on the road of pursuing his dreams, if he meets a strong opponent, victory is my luck, defeat is my life.

As long as you fight for your greatest potential, you will die, and what regrets will there be!

At the same time, he also began to respect the gray-clothed old man in his heart.

Although it is difficult for him to become a master in his life, every dream is worthy of appreciation, and every perseverance is worthy of praise.

It's really commendable that he doesn't give up at such an age.

In the square at the mouth of the Qingxi Valley, a group of young men and girls were smiling.

There are a few people who are discussing with each other the Dharma scriptures that Uncle Tang talked about today, a few people are discussing the tasks of the sect, and a few people are quietly discussing, how can there be any fun places in the nearby city.

For this group of little monks in the Qingxi Valley, He Qi had no intention of making friends, and in his opinion, his first task was to jump out of this place, rather than stay in this small sect and die here.

"He Dashao, the little cub that Uncle Mu talked about today is you!

You have to be careful, otherwise you won't have your share in the next month."

This sneering person is still Lin Feng, and before He Qi could answer, another loud voice sounded beside him:

"Senior Brother He, selling the elixir to me is also a matter of exhaustion, it's your business"

When He Qi heard the voice of his discernment, he was angry, it was Senior Brother Jiang who said this, and he was also the buyer of Lingsan.

When he had an argument with Lin Feng before, this guy didn't help him.

At this time, jumping out is actually only for his own interests, and he still wants to buy Lingsan at half price.

But today, this He Qi, thinking that it was not the little monk, He Qi smiled and said:

"Senior Brother Lin, why do you always eat your own food and other people's hearts, you can rest assured, next month, the Lingsan will still be indispensable."

Lin Feng picked up the discord and said, "You don't sell it, that's a hundred taels of gold."

But He Dashao, you are really at a loss, the twelve saved in the past year are all fifty taels of gold and one is sold!"