Destiny Little Crazy Concubine

Chapter 1383 Who will guide me in alchemy

In the previous two times in the black market, what the dean asked to change were Juling Pills. It can be seen that he has a great and urgent need for Juling Pills.

"I can't talk about the impact, and there is still some distance from the ninth level. However, the old man has stayed at the eighth level for three years. With your spirit-gathering pill, you can try to break through in another year or so. "

"Fat old man, after talking for a long time, who will guide me in alchemy? In Baililuo City, there is a teacher who guides cultivation, and Mr. He guides him to refine weapons!" Feng Qingyan pursed her lips, pretending to be dissatisfied, "You Not a pharmacist!"

"Old man, I can only guide you in cultivation. Of course, you have to send someone else for this alchemy technique. It's just..." The dean paused, a little embarrassed, "Ahem, you saw this four-nation competition. The alchemist competition, we The two students of the academy...not only the students, but also the two teachers are of limited level, neither of them has broken through as an intermediate pharmacist. Little girl, you say you Zhi Yu's little apprentice, old man, how dare I ask them to guide you? Hmm?"

Feng Qingyan blinked her eyes, it seems that this is indeed the truth.Haven't broken through as an intermediate pharmacist yet?That is, at most you can only refine a third-level elixir?Isn't that on the same level as yourself?As for Master's temper, if he knew about it, he would definitely come to Donglin Country to settle accounts with the fat old man!

"What do you mean, these four years are going to let me fend for myself?"

"Hey, little girl!" The dean frowned, "How did you say that!"

"Where's that person? You're looking for a tutor for me!" Feng Qingyan stretched out her small hand and raised her chin.

"This person...of course..." The dean didn't know how to speak, his eyes lit up suddenly, his brows lit up, and he pointed to the door, "Here he is!"

As soon as the words fell, just in time, there was a knock on the door.

"Who? My instructor?" Feng Qingyan looked at the door curiously and asked.

"I'll know when I see you! You know me too!" The dean smiled mysteriously, straightened his robe, suppressed his smile, returned to a serious look, and replied, "Come in!"

However, the door only slammed slightly, but there was no more movement.

"Ah!" Feng Qingyan slapped her head, "I locked the door when I was making alchemy just now!"

"Hurry up and open the door!" The dean blew his beard and stared at him pretending to be angry, but there was a smile in his tone.

"Yes~~!" Feng Qingyan kept her nose shut, made the dean look fierce, and ran to the door to open it.

Unlocking the lock, the little hand yanked the door inward, and looked out...

"Ouch!" exclaimed.Feng Qingyan rubbed her forehead and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

But in my heart I was secretly complaining: Who is it!Really!How can anyone stand silently against the door!

Feng Qingyan opened the door, and when she probed, she bumped into the chest of the visitor.

"Are you okay?" A nervous voice sounded from above.

Huh?So familiar!Isn't this the voice of the senior brother!

When she looked up, she saw that familiar face, it was indeed Ling Chu.

"Teacher—" Consciously slipping her tongue, Feng Qingyan quickly pursed her lower lip, swallowed the word "brother" back, and said, "Brother Ah Chu, why are you here?"

Ling Chu didn't answer, but stared at the forehead covered by the little hand, and asked with concern: "Is it hurt?"

"Oh...it's okay." Feng Qingyan shook her head and moved her little hand away, "Look."

Seeing that his forehead was indeed not injured, Ling Chu heaved a sigh of relief.

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