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"You...what are you doing?" Jiang Chen dumbfounded, all the people around him were alchemists.

In a small place like Qingyun Town, even the lowest alchemy masters are superior, with eyes above the sky.

But now, the group of alchemists surrounded him, calling him a "master".

"Master, I have refined the pill according to your elixir, and it is indeed the blood recovery!" The alchemist who took the pill before said excitedly: "This long-lost elixir may be available to the people. It has been spread, but it is controlled by the great masters and families, dare to ask the master... honorable name?"

"A maotou kid, a nameless person." Jiang Chen smiled: "Since the blood-recovery medicine is not fake, can this blood spirit grass be given to me?"

"Of course!"

"Xiao Su, give the blood spirit grass to this master!"

"Hurry up! What are you doing in a daze? Don't let the master wait long!"

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In an instant, I saw a group of alchemists speak, shouting one by one Xiaosu.

Manager Su had no temper at all when he heard that, he didn't dare to offend these alchemists.

After all, if the pill pavilion does not have these alchemists, can it still be called pill pavilion?

"Yes, yes, I'll get it right now." Manager Su nodded hurriedly and left in a hurry.

Not long after, Chief Su ran out of the apse and handed the blood spirit grass to Jiang Chen.

"Manager Su! What do you mean!? I bought this blood spirit grass with a high-grade spirit stone!" Sheng Linyun shouted angrily, holding on to Xue'er, his eyes flashing anger.

"A high-grade spirit stone?"

"piece?"

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When a group of alchemists heard this, they all looked strange.

One of them contemptuously said: "The blood-returning and dispersing pill prescription, not to mention a high-grade spiritual stone, even a thousand top-grade spiritual stones can not be bought!"

"Manager Su, didn't you plan to sell the blood spirit grass for a high-grade spirit stone before giving up this blood dispersing pill?"

"Law! Don't recognize Dan, only money! Laid!"

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Looking at a group of extremely angry alchemists, General Su wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, nodded vigorously, and said: "I'm clumsy in my eyes, I don't know the little brother is a character!"

"What are you doing while standing!? The blood spirit grass is gone! Young Master Sheng, please go." Director Su's eyes were cold, and he thought of the old and young before, and his calves were shaking.

It's a trivial matter to anger these alchemists who love pill so much.

If you anger the old and the young, that would be a big deal!

At that time, perhaps this Qingyun Town will be razed!

"Smelly boy! I remember you! Today's shame must be paid back!" Sheng Linyun's expression was gloomy, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Feeling the humiliation, he glared at Jiang Chen fiercely before helping Xue'er to leave.

At this moment, although Jiang Chen got the blood spirit grass, another big problem appeared!

"In the Quanzun Sect... it seems that even the pill furnace is gone." Jiang Chen muttered, the Quanzun Sect now has an empty shell!

With blood spirit grass and no pill furnace, how do you make alchemy?

"Well... can I borrow the pill furnace from the Pill Pavilion? I want to make pill." Jiang Chen's face blushed, always feeling that he is already extremely poor!

"Master please!"

"Master wants to make alchemy himself!? Please! Please!"

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A group of alchemists immediately became excited, because in their hearts, the people who could come up with the long-lost blood-recovering pill formula were not the disciples of the big family, or the descendants of some inheritance.

This kind of person may not be able to cultivate, but his alchemy attainments are absolutely extraordinary!

They want to see it!

"It's been a long time since I practiced alchemy. I'm afraid I'm unfamiliar. Don't be offended by that time." Jiang Chen was very humble, but he was telling the truth.

I haven't made alchemy for three thousand years, it's really strange!

Before long, Jiang Chen came to the alchemy room of the alchemy pavilion.

Here, there are many pill furnaces, and there are many medicinal materials on the surrounding shelves.

"Can you send me some medicinal materials to match this blood spirit grass." Jiang Chen's old face reddened again, and he wondered if he couldn't be so poor anymore!

The dignified Tianchen God King, being so poor, if this group of apprentices on Jiuxiao knew about it, wouldn't it be laughed off!

"Master, the blood-returning medicine pills are invaluable. You can choose the medicinal materials here!"

"Master, please!"

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A group of alchemists were very polite. After all, the pill given by Jiang Chen was enough to buy all the medicinal materials here.

What's wrong with letting him choose a few medicinal plants?

"As an alchemist, don't you even need your identity and dignity!? In front of a hairy boy, he bowed and nodded, which insulted my alchemist's dignity!"

Suddenly, in front of a pill furnace, an old man with white hair stood up, his face was hard, and when he was speaking, he walked in front of Jiang Chen.

In the Godless Continent, besides martial arts cultivation, there are many other professions.

Such as alchemy master, refining device master, rune master, array master and so on.

Although these special professions are not necessarily powerful, they are scarce and difficult to cultivate, so these people have their own arrogance.

Like an alchemist, almost everyone who cultivates martial arts and Taoism will use pill. In this way, the status of the alchemist is naturally more noble.

Moreover, with extraordinary arrogance.

At this moment, the old man arrived in front of Jiang Chen, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

The alchemists around them closed their mouths tightly and did not dare to say anything.

It seems that the identity of this old man is unusual.

"At a young age, do you know what a pill is? And what do you know is alchemy?" The old man stared at Jiang Chen, then glanced at the blood spirit grass in Jiang Chen's hand, and said: "Such a precious medicinal material is in your hands. I'm afraid it will be wasted."

"I don't understand medicinal pills, what is it to you?" Jiang Chen muttered, not wanting to pay attention to the other party at all, turned around and went to a nearby shelf to select a few medicinal materials.

This old man stood in place, but his eyes were fixed on Jiang Chen's body.

When he saw the medicinal materials Jiang Chen had selected, his pupils couldn't help but condensed slightly.

"You want to refine the blood spirit pill?" the old man frowned.

"Some knowledge." Jiang Chen whispered, this time the alchemy is indeed a blood spirit pill!

The blood spirit pill is made mainly of blood spirit grass with other auxiliary medicinal materials.

The effect of a blood spirit pill is enough for an ordinary person to open three spiritual veins in an instant!

"Blood Spirit Pill, even an old man can't refine it. How can you be a young person with confidence?" The old man contemptuously said.

"What are you? If you can't refine it, it means that other people can't refine it either?" Jiang Chen said, "Dare to ask, what grade are you alchemist?"