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Middle-aged people also know the rules, so they don't talk nonsense.Putting 250 middle-grade spirit stones on the table directly, Chang Sheng thought, and all the middle-grade spirit stones on the table were put into the ownerless Qiankun bag.

Seeing Chang Sheng's casual look, the middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, and his cloudy eyes suddenly flickered.Looking at Chang Sheng with piercing eyes, a light flashed in his mind.He laughed loudly and said, "I just remembered, so you are Chang Sheng! The closed disciple of Patriarch Yanlong, that peerless evildoer who cultivated to the mist-dissolving stage at only 12 years old! It seems that the master also said that your talent in alchemy is also great." Incredibly tall!"

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the surrounding crowd also let out a burst of exclamation at the right time.At this time, everyone seemed to wake up from a dream, and they all remembered the name in memory that had been chanted by thousands of people all the time.When those legendary deeds passed down by inner disciples, and the young man with such a kind smile in front of him.When they were connected together, the surrounding crowd were shocked and speechless.

"You're too much!" Seeing the middle-aged man's exaggerated expression, he said in a horrified tone.Chang Sheng suddenly felt that this middle-aged man was a little cute, whether it was the roar just now or the surprise now, he was very real!Without the slightest affectation, this is definitely a person with a true temperament, all emotions are expressed in words.Show your true nature! [

For such a group of lovely people, people who have the spirit of giving.It's really hard for Chang Sheng not to like them.There was also a gentle smile on his face.

"No award, no award at all! You are much better than me. I was still struggling in the outer sect when I was your age!" As if thinking about the past, a trace appeared on the face of the middle-aged man. Nostalgia, a bit of bitterness, but more memories of my youth.

Chang Sheng laughed, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go get the waste pills." Hua Luo walked into the door at the side very relieved, came to the shelf with the low-grade waste pills, and took fifty large pieces of waste pills. Put the porcelain bottles into the Qiankun bag without an owner, and then go to the shelf containing the middle-grade waste pills, and put twenty large porcelain bottles into the Qiankun bag.Only then did he turn around and walk out of the portal, returning to the office area.Take out the seventy large porcelain bottles from the Qiankun bag and place them neatly on the ground.

Chang Sheng smiled and said, "These are [-] low-grade waste pills and [-] middle-grade waste pills, please check and accept them."

The middle-aged man waved his hand directly, and said: "There is no need to check and accept it, I can trust you. What are you looking at! You bastards, why don't you hurry up and take the scrap pill you need."

The people who were still sighing at the side heard the roar of the middle-aged man and hurried over.Put the waste pills they need into their respective Qiankun bags one after another.Chang Sheng noticed that these people just put away all fifty large porcelain vases containing low-grade waste pills.However, the large porcelain vase with [-] middle-grade waste pills was left behind.

Seeing that these people had collected all the waste pills they needed, the middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction, turned his head and said kindly to the young man who had been silent all this time: "You take [-] middle-grade waste pills, and now you , it is already possible to study middle-grade waste pills."

The handsome-looking young man still didn't speak, just nodded unchecked, and put the ten large porcelain bottles containing mid-grade waste pills on the ground into his Qiankun bag.