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Chapter 618 Alchemy Master Conference

The people downstairs have almost dispersed.

The old man and the young man were still waiting on the seats. When Ning Lang came down with Li Huan, the young man immediately got up and said, "I said you guys are lucky this time. Although the old guy can't do anything, But alchemy has never been lost to anyone."

"Really?"

Ning Lang smiled and said, "Then I've made a lot of money?"

"Of course." The young man said braggingly, "It's just luck."

After the old man got up, he kicked the young man's butt, and said, "Soul-nourishing and tempering pills are of the highest quality among the seventh-grade elixir. I only have a [-]% success rate."

"Seventy percent is considered very high."

The old man said: "It's not too high for me."

Ning Lang smiled and said: "It's okay, seven fine gold coins is not too much for me, there is a [-]% chance, this deal is not a loss for me."

The young man patted the dust on his buttocks, but he was not angry either. After listening to Ning Lang's words, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Since you are not short of money, if you practice the elixir tomorrow, you can give us a few more gold essences." Bibai, don't think the old guy is an alchemist, but he is poor."

Ning Lang was about to speak.

The old man glared at the young man and cursed: "A gentleman's words are hard to follow. Whatever conditions were agreed upon earlier, they will be those conditions."

The young man was very merciless, and cursed in front of Ning Lang: "Yum wood head."

Ning Lang couldn't help but smile bitterly when he looked at this living treasure.

"Haven't you asked the name of the senior?"

"Zhang Ding."

"In Xia Ningli, tomorrow I can wait to see Senior Zhang make alchemy to open his eyes." After speaking, Ning Lang nodded and said goodbye, and took Li Huan to the guest room with a boy from Tianhuo Villa.

The young man watched Ning Lang walk away, and then said: "Old guy, so your name is Zhang Ding?"

The old man slapped the young man on the head: "Don't call me Master by his first name."

The boy was in pain for a while, screaming and screaming in pain.

Although the swear words were ugly, he did not call the old man by his name directly, and the old man did not teach him a lesson.

After the old and the young leave.

Outside a box on the third floor, there was a sudden knock on the door.

After a voice came from the room, Miss Congman, who was in charge of the auction, walked in from the outside.

Standing in front of the window was a middle-aged man.

He said, "Have you checked it out?"

Miss Congman nodded and said: "When he entered the village, the name he left behind was Ning Li."

"Looks like a fake name."

"Fake name?" Congman was a little puzzled.

"I can't even see through his strength. He must be the disciple of some hidden figure. Send someone to pay more attention to him."

"Yes."

Miss Congman said again: "The old man who claims to be able to refine the seventh-grade elixir? Do you want to..."

"No, others don't know him, but I know him." The middle-aged man said with a smile: "With him, people from the Dan League will not be able to win the first place in the Alchemy Conference again."

Congman was slightly surprised, but didn't say much, and left with butterfly steps.

……

There is only one bed in the rooms of Tianhuozhuang.

Ning Lang naturally gave way to Li Huan, but Li Huan couldn't hold back Ning Lang, so he could only sit on the bed obediently.

Ning Lang closed his eyes and meditated.

Li Huan hesitated for a moment, and rarely took the initiative to speak up: "Young master is really called Ning Li?"

"The last name is real."

The implication is, of course, that the name is fake.

Li Huan asked again: "Tomorrow, after they finish refining alchemy, are we going to leave?"

"Ah."

"Where?"

"See if you want to follow me, or let me send you to..."

Not finished.

Li Huan interrupted: "I can't trust other people."

Although there is no direct answer, the meaning has been expressed very clearly.

Ning Lang swallowed the second half of the sentence naturally, and he only replied "OK".

Night falls.

Li Huan finally fell asleep.

Ning Lang stretched his waist and walked outside the courtyard. When he noticed someone outside the wall, he didn't behave abnormally. He sat down at the stone table in the courtyard, and Ning Lang slowly released his consciousness.

After leaving the Nether Realm, Ning Lang's soul power has improved greatly.

As soon as the soul power increased, both the scope of the divine consciousness and the speed of using the power of space had improved a lot, and the divine consciousness soon enveloped the entire Tianhuozhuang.

Ning Lang could clearly feel what almost everyone was doing at the moment.

When Ning Lang felt the familiar aura in an unremarkable attic in the north of Tianhuozhuang, the corner of Ning Lang's mouth raised a subtle arc.

As early as the auction just now, Ning Lang noticed that there was a strong man at the level of Tianzun in the building. Now it seems that he should be the master behind the scene of Tianhuozhuang. How could a woman with extraordinary strength be the actual person in charge of the auction.When Ning Lang saw her for the first time, he knew that she was just a tool person.

The middle-aged man who was flipping through the book at the moment didn't realize that someone was paying attention to him. Although in Cangyu, his strength was considered unique, but compared to Ning Lang, his strength was much worse. Yes, whether it is in the world of gods or in the world of true immortals, there are a lot of existences.

Withdrawing his consciousness, Ning Lang no longer cared about the intentions of the two outside, and sat cross-legged on the stone table to practice quietly.

……

The next day.

Li Huan got up early and saw Ning Lang sitting in the yard all night. She felt quite uncomfortable. She went out of the yard by herself. On the way, she met a boy from Tianhuo Village and asked for a basin of fresh water. .

After returning with clear water, Ning Lang happened to 'wake up' too.

Li Huan put the square towel in the water basin, soaked it and wrung it dry before handing it to Ning Lang.

Ning Lang didn't refuse at this moment. He wiped his face after taking it, and seeing the continuous stream of people passing by outside the door, he also said: "Get ready, let's go to be an audience later."

"Oh."

After a brief grooming, the two went out.

Although the alchemist conference was held in Tianhuozhuang, Tianhuozhuang occupies a huge area, if you don't know the exact location, you have to look for it for a while.

Fortunately, where Ning Lang lived, there were many alchemists who were going to participate in the conference. Ning Lang followed them and soon arrived at the venue of the conference.

There are many futons on a large open space.

The distance between each futon is also very far, in order to prevent the alchemists from interfering with each other.

Ning Lang saw the senior who claimed to be Zhang Ding in the crowd at a glance. The young man followed him aggressively. Even though there were people around, he did not show any stage fright.

According to the rules of the alchemist conference, each alchemist can only bring one medicine boy to help, so there are quite a few entourages left around, including those who came to watch.

"I don't know who can be the first."

"It should be Senior He from the Dan League, he is already a seventh-rank alchemist."

"This is not necessarily true. With so many people attending the conference, it is inevitable that there will be no dark horses."

"Anyway, I'm still optimistic about Danmeng. They enjoy the unique resources. They bought the most medicinal materials in yesterday's auction."

"Didn't there be an old man yesterday who claimed to be able to refine a seventh-grade elixir?"

"It can be said, but whether it can be done is another matter."

"It is."

"..."

Ning Lang soon saw the Congman girl from yesterday's auction, and it seems that today's alchemy conference is still presided over by him.

Others' eyes were on her exquisite and graceful body, but Ning Lang's eyes stayed on an inconspicuous middle-aged man in the crowd.

……

(End of this chapter)