Big Devil: Starting from refining flying zombies

Chapter 3 Hostility
"You really made it?"

Xie Ling'er's indifferent face also showed a trace of surprise, seeing Liang Xiao nodding, she also took the bamboo box in his hand.

When I opened it, I saw that there were neatly placed transparent containers made of glass. Except for a few bubbles, it was perfect.

What's even more commendable is that the sizes and specifications of these transparent containers are exactly the same.

If there are people from Blue Star here, they will be able to recognize it at a glance. This thing is called a glass test tube, which is often found in chemical laboratories.

But in Tianlan Continent, it is probably the first time it has appeared.

"Thank you, senior sister, are you still satisfied?" Liang Xiao asked with a smile.

"Satisfied, I am very satisfied, with this thing, it will be much more convenient for me to refine the liquid medicine!"

Xie Ling'er didn't expect that it was just a casual complaint with Liang Xiao last time, and the latter told her that there might be a way to make another container to solve it.

It's actually done now.

Now the pottery bowls used by alchemy apprentices always have errors when dispensing the amount of elixir, and due to the shallow spiritual knowledge of alchemy apprentices, they cannot accurately evaluate the properties of the medicine.

As a result, when configuring the materials needed for alchemy, the failure rate is extremely high.

The former alchemy apprentices could only rely on a lot of trial and error to try out a mysterious and mysterious feel.

Or work hard to improve the realm of mana until you can use spiritual awareness to explore at will.

Now that Xie Ling'er has this set of glazed utensils, it is of great significance for her to smoothly pass through the early and middle stages of alchemy apprenticeship.

It is an exaggeration to say that its value is no less than a magic weapon.

But that's not the deal.

Although Xie Ling'er is rare in the magic cultivator with a cold face and a kind heart, but she is definitely not stupid and sweet.

The look of joy only showed on his face for a few seconds, and then he retracted it again, showing a cautious and indifferent expression.

"You must have noticed that this set of tools is useful to me. Although the effect is limited, I am willing to pay a small price to get it."

Xie Ling'er murmured: "Tell me, Junior Brother Liang, what do you want to exchange."

"Senior Sister is quick to talk, so I naturally don't dare to delay Senior Sister's effort. I want to exchange a bottle of Corpse Demon Pill, preferably top-grade!"

Seeing the latter's complexion change slightly, Liang Xiao sighed in his heart. Before the other party could speak, he handed over a bag of spiritual stones and added: "In addition, I have saved 35 spiritual stones, which must be able to make up for some of the price difference."

"Well, top-grade corpse demon pill..." Xie Ling'er hesitated and weighed it, then stared at the beautiful test tube in the bamboo box, sighed helplessly, and finally said: "Okay, I can help you get it tomorrow."

"Thank you, Senior Sister Ling'er!" Liang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words. The price he offered was actually slightly lower than the top-grade Corpse Demon Pill, but he really couldn't afford anything else for a while.

When Xie Ling'er heard the guy in front of him yelling kindly, she shook her head and gave him a blank look.

"Corpse Devil Pill is the best food for feeding zombies during the Qi training period. It has the magical effect of increasing the potential to strengthen Yin Qi. It is also in short supply in the Spiritual Medicine Hall, not to mention that you have to be top-grade, and the value is twice as high as the normal quality!"

"It's a good deal for you this time, if you come up with any fancy tools in the future, remember to show me first!"

"Definitely, I, Liang Xiao, have remembered the kindness of Senior Sister!"

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With the most important panacea in hand, Liang Xiao is also in a very good mood, almost unable to bear the urge to go to the biohazard world to refine corpses.

"Phew, whenever there is a big event, I have already gambled almost all of my wealth. If the refining fails, I am afraid that the competition in half a year will be suspended."

Liang Xiao took a few deep breaths, a glint of gloom flashed in his eyes, and he secretly said in his heart: "What's more, there are still a few guys who are against me in the Little Ghost Palace. Those who are stingy will add insult to injury!"

Just when Liang Xiao had achieved his goal and was about to go back to his stone room to practice, a burst of noise came from the entrance of the platform on the top of the mountain.

Liang Xiao was about to leave in that direction, so he followed the flow of people, raised his eyes, and immediately frowned.
"It's Qi Meng, and that hypocrite Qi Yunkai, why are they here, that person on the ground... Tsk, it seems to be Liang Hao, what a pity!"

As the saying goes, the road to Yuanjia is narrow, just thought of a few pickled goods, and then met the most annoying two of them, Liang Xiao couldn't help sighing.

On the platform at the top of the mountain, a thin young man in a gray robe was pushed down heavily to the ground, his body was already stained with many muddy footprints.

The storage bag tied around the waist was forcibly taken by the perpetrator and turned upside down.

The low-level storage bags used by disciples in the Qi training period have no mana branding, as long as they are inspired by mana, anyone can use them.

Most of the things poured out of the storage bag were worthless sundries, without the shiny spirit stones that the perpetrators most wanted to see.

"Liang Hao, has your skin become itchy recently, brat? The spirit stones you offered this month are all those who have absorbed spirit energy!"

"You let me use your second-hand goods, you feel very happy, don't you!"

A tall and strong monk, standing on the ground like a giant bear, looked cold at this moment, and kicked the skinny monk curled up on the ground hard.

Just from the dull sound of that kick, and the painful saliva from the man on the ground, it can be seen that this blow was not light!
"Qi Meng, forget it, this kid is a poor ghost, even if you kill him, you won't be able to squeeze out a single spirit stone!"

Qi Yunkai on the side waved a folding fan, and said leisurely, seemingly trying to comfort him, but in fact he was suffocating.

Liang Xiao noticed that Qi Yunkai stepped on Liang Hao's palm with a boot, and as the boot rolled slowly, the bones and joints of the palm made a teeth-stinging sound.

After a few efforts, that palm was almost crushed into a puddle of rotten flesh!

Liang Hao twisted his body in pain until he passed out, and woke up screaming a few seconds later.

Although this is the Demon Sect, it is not uncommon for the strong to bully the weak, but the two preparatory disciples dared to do such cruel things to the brothers around them in public.

It is also rare.

A man who was setting up a stall next to him snorted coldly and said unhappily:
"What's the origin of the folding fan man over there? He's quite arrogant. He hasn't even entered the outer sect yet, yet he's showing off in front of so many outer sect brothers!"

"That kid's name is Qi Yunkai. Don't look at him as a preparatory disciple, but with dual spiritual roots, his potential is stronger than you and me. It will be a matter of time before he enters the outer sect."

"Hey, it's not just that, Qi Yunkai is said to have the shadow of a core disciple behind him, and even some elders of the outer sect look at him differently!"

There is someone next to you answering each other, just watching the show.

No one had the idea of ​​making a move at all, especially when they heard the word "core disciple", many people were even more terrified in their hearts.

Core disciples, those are the existences who have received the true biography of the Ten Thousand Devils' Nest. No matter whether Qi Yunkai's tiger skin is real or not, no one wants to take the risk of getting a bad luck from a core disciple.

As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, let alone in a place full of hostility like the Demonic Dao Sect.

Rao Liang Xiao was only thinking about breakthroughs and cultivation, and never meddled in others' affairs, but it was inevitable that he would be involved in some unreasonable disasters.

Like now.

Lying on the ground dying, Liang Hao, whose gray robe was almost soaked in sweat, caught a glimpse in pain and saw Liang Xiao standing behind the crowd.

He knew that Liang Xiaosu didn't like Qi Yunkai when he came to Qi Yunkai, so Qi Yunkai always wanted to find the former's bad luck, but Liang Xiao was too slippery and never found a chance.

Liang Hao immediately rolled his eyes, as if he had met a savior, he ignored him and hissed loudly.

"Liang Xiao... Brother Liang Xiao, is that you, save me, save me quickly!!!"

While shouting, the intact palm was still pointing straight at the direction where Liang Xiao was standing, for fear that no one would see it.

"Damn guy, he is used to pulling people into the water, he is indeed a poor person, there must be something to hate!"

Liang Xiao's eyes turned cold, and he was about to turn around to leave when Qi Yun opened the corner of his mouth and pointed frivolously at him with the folding fan in his hand.

"Junior brother Liang Xiao, seeing the two senior brothers here, why don't you come to pay respects, but leave instead, this is really, a big disrespect!"

Liang Xiao squeezed his palms lightly, and he could see the deep hostility hidden in the former's eyes. Today's matter probably won't be so easy.

(End of this chapter)