The Sword Lord ascended to heaven with his beauty, but his original wife who died early was revived!

"Senior, why do you ask that?"

"To be honest, little friend, I am also an alchemist and have made some achievements in alchemy." The old man stroked his beard and said slowly: "My little friend is very talented. If you don't have a teacher, why not consider joining my disciple?"

Fu Qingyu's eyelids twitched.

I didn't expect that she really got it right...

This old man took a fancy to her talent and wanted to take her as his disciple!

But...how did he learn that she was an alchemist and had some talent in alchemy?

"Thanks to the great love of the seniors, the juniors have already learned from me." After Fu Qingyu declined, she looked a little puzzled.

If she remembered correctly, yesterday was the first time she met the old man. How did the old man learn that she was very talented in alchemy?

"My little friend, do you still remember Yuanya grass?" the old man asked.

Yuanya grass?

Are they the three Abyss Bud Grasses that she bought at the Tianshu City auction?

Fu Qingyu still remembered that the three spiritual herbs had been processed and dried when she bought them. When she reorganized the medicinal properties, she found that there was a trace of spiritual thoughts attached to them.

Could it be that the previous owner of the three Yuanya grasses was the old man in front of me?

The old man nodded in recognition, "The box of Yuanya grass you bought is exactly what I put for sale there."

As for attaching spiritual thoughts to the spiritual grass, it was not intentional, it was just a coincidence.

Spiritual plants like Yuanya grass can be seen everywhere in his medicinal garden. They are inexhaustible and inexhaustible. They are picked in batches and dried into hay every time. That trace of spiritual thought is probably It was accidentally left behind at that time.

He didn't expect that, so by a strange combination of circumstances, he found a good young man who was suitable to inherit his legacy.

It's a pity that this good young man is already someone else's disciple.

The old man sighed regretfully, and then thought that the ability of an alchemist who could cultivate such a disciple should not be underestimated.

"I wonder if your master is in Xuanfang City? Why don't I serve as a host and invite you to have dinner with your master and discuss the path of alchemy together?"

"Sorry, master is not in Xuanfang City..." Fu Qingyu used the same old excuse, saying that her master had been hiding from the world for a long time and rarely went out and saw no one else.

The look of regret on the old man's face deepened a bit, and Fu Qingyu also felt a little regretful in her heart.

When she first prepared the three Abyss buds, she lamented that the previous alchemist who had dealt with those three Abyss buds was not as skilled as she was in dealing with spiritual plants.

If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't create a master for herself at the moment, Fu Qingyu would still be willing to discuss alchemy with the old man.

I thought it would be a pity to miss it, but I didn't expect that the old man and they lived in the same inn.

When the old man once again invited Fu Qingyu to discuss elixirs together, Fu Qingyu did not refuse.

The two came to the teahouse next to the inn, asked for a private room with a window facing the street, and then started communicating.

The two parties did not identify their masters or sects. They only started with the simplest topic of "increasing the amount of elixirs produced", and then discussed how to deal with some rare spiritual plants, as well as the control of heat when refining elixirs, etc...

The more they chatted with Fu Qingyu, the more frightened she became. The old man in front of her was far more knowledgeable and experienced in alchemy than her. He was even more knowledgeable than his grandfather.

In her past knowledge, her grandfather was already the most powerful alchemist in the entire East Continent. Who knows that there are people outside the world, and there is a world outside the world? In the past, her knowledge was too shallow!

However, when did Dongzhou have such a powerful person?

I had never heard of Pei Jingzhi and Yuer having an early meeting before...

Fu Qingyu filled the cups for the two of them with tea, held up the teacups and took the initiative to pay respect to the old man, "Thank you for your senior's advice today. I have learned a lot. I haven't asked my senior for his name yet?"

"My surname is Gongsun, and my single name is Pleiades." Gongsun Pleiades.

It was a completely unfamiliar name. Fu Qingyu was certain that she had never heard of this name in Dongzhou.

Is it really like the master she made up, a master who is dedicated to studying alchemy and has no roots in the world?

At this time, there was a commotion on the street. Looking out the open window of the private room, I saw a gray wolf covered in blood running onto the street, running rampant and knocking over two stalls in a row.

Five or six Spiritual Silence Realm monks dressed in the same attire were chasing after him. The leader still held a long whip in his hand and was whipping the gray wolf while chasing him.

Although the gray wolf was embarrassed, he dodged the attack of whips again and again. The last few whips fell on pedestrians along the way, and the scene immediately became more chaotic.

Fu Qingyu followed the gray wolf that had run from the street to the end of the street. When she looked closely, she found that it still had something in its mouth.

It's a wolf cub with slightly lighter fur.

"Mysterious level spiritual beast Youyue Lang is still the first wolf king." Gongsun Subaru shook his head slightly, "What a pity."

What a pity it is, Fu Qingyu also understands it in her heart.

The wolf king was seriously injured and his energy and blood were gone. It was obvious that he was not going to die for a long time. He was just trying to hold on for a breath.

As for why he could hold on to this breath, it was probably because of the baby in his mouth.

It doesn't want its wolf cub to fall into the hands of the person chasing behind it!

Being a mother makes you strong.

This is true whether human or wolf.

Fu Qingyu couldn't help but feel some sympathy for the she-wolf. At this time, there was already pushing and shouting on the street outside. The reason was that the group of people chasing the she-wolf accidentally injured a pedestrian. The injured pedestrian and his companions were blocked on the road, shouting to give way. Give me an explanation.

While these people were arguing, the she-wolf that was still on the street had disappeared.

The group of people hurriedly waved their whips to chase away those who blocked them, and chased in the direction where the female wolf disappeared.

The waiter in the teahouse came to add tea to the private room. Seeing that both Fu Qingyu and Gongsun Subaru were looking out the window, he poured tea and said, "It's the spirit beast of the third son of the Huang family that ran out. Those chasing wolves below are all He is the bodyguard of the Huang family."

The Huang family in Xuanfang City?

Fu Qingyu thought for a moment and matched the Huang family with her memory.

It is the family of the Xuantianmen Venerable Qiuyang.

However, in my impression, Venerable Qiuyang did not have much friendship with his family. He even personally kicked out family members from the sect because they acted arrogantly in his name.

Unexpectedly, after many years, the Huang family's style has remained the same. Mostly relying on the influence of Venerable Qiuyang, after all, he is one of the few great masters in Dongzhou who has entered the Middle Spirit Realm to practice. Even if he has many rifts with his family, it is his family after all. Most people think that In terms of his face, even if he is offended by the Huang family, he will not care too much.

Just like now, the pedestrians on the street who were accidentally injured by the Huang family's guards stopped looking for them after they knew that it was the Huang family who injured them. The originally bustling crowd dispersed after a while.

Fu Qingyu said goodbye to Gongsun Subaru and returned to the inn room.

As soon as I entered, I smelled a faint smell of blood.