Become a fairy against the water

Chapter 295 Senior Brother Fang Has Enough Face
Li Danshi's face turned pale even more, it shouldn't be the senior Fang he thought of, right?
Seeing Lin Qingquan's fearless appearance, the chief steward couldn't help but believe what Brother Fang told her. He had heard that Master Fang was getting closer to an ordinary disciple of Chiyan Peak before. Could it be Lin Qingquan in front of him?
"Which peak are you a disciple of?"

"My lord, I am an ordinary disciple of Chiyan Peak." Lin Qingquan replied respectfully.

Although the chief steward is not too sure whether what Lin Qingquan said is true or not, but this kind of thing would rather be believed or not. If it is really under the cover of Mr. Fang, if something happens in his territory, he can't afford it !

Immediately, he sternly reprimanded Li Danshi: "It is the duty of a teacher to preach the Tao, to teach karma and to solve doubts. From now on, you must not punish the drug boy for asking. You must answer patiently, do you understand?"

Li Danshi's back was dripping with cold sweat, he obediently respected himself, how could he still have the fierce appearance just now?

The head steward nodded in satisfaction, and said to Lin Qingquan: "Although Pill Master Li is a little impatient, it is for your own good. You must not contradict the master in the future. If there is another time, you will be punished!"

Lin Qingquan respectfully said: "Yes, disciple understands!"

The chief steward's actions were in her expectation, but she just held the idea that neither side would be offended, but Fang Guyu's name was still very useful, and the spirit stones she had spent in the past five years were not in vain.

The other medicine boys were extremely envious of Lin Qingquan, and under the cover of Senior Brother Fang, who is the True Monarch Yuanying and the chief disciple of the head, Lin Qingquan must not walk sideways in the alchemy room?
Liu Mei looked at Lin Qingquan with a complicated expression. Five years later, Junior Sister Lin was already an inner sect disciple at the eighth level of Qi Refining, and she was a duck to water in the sect, but what about her?
The cultivation base has not improved, the body is already in ruins, and the life may be lost at any time!

She just wants to cultivate well, but why is it so difficult?

Lin Qingquan glanced at Liu Mei, but did not greet her. Although this Liu Mei had a good heart, she was too mediocre and had a weak personality. Such a person was destined to be a victim in Qianyue Realm and would not go far.

Only two kinds of people can survive in this kind of man-eating place, either the tall oak trees can withstand the storm, or the vines wrapped around the oak trees can hide comfortably behind the oak trees.

Liu Mei is neither as strong as an oak tree nor as tough as a vine, so she can only be blown by the rain and the wind!

Seeing Lin Qingquan's indifferent little face, Liu Mei smiled wryly, knelt down and picked Ling Zhi up. Like Lin Qingquan, she was assigned to an alchemist named Zhu in the herringbone alchemy room.

Yun Bihai glanced at Lin Qingquan unwillingly, then shook his head veiledly at Pill Master Li, telling him to be calm.

The alchemist who received the order was very patient, and he said the ingredients of a Juling Pill several times until Lin Qingquan said he remembered it.

Lin Qingquan was amused in his heart, there are always so many bullying people in the world, and to deal with them, one has to be more ruthless and fierce than them, otherwise he will be eaten to death.

After preparing all the secondary medicines, Lin Qingquan put the sorted spiritual plants on the large tray, and said respectfully, "Uncle Li, the ingredients for Juling Pill are ready."

Pill Master Li stretched out his hand to pick out the half-done Lingzhi, and he groaned lightly. He took out a piece of black and yellow from a large vat next to it, and picked it up in his hand. It probably wasn't enough, so he took it out of the vat again. A piece came out, this time it was a gray-white bone.

Lin Qingquan's pupils stood up, and his heart trembled. The black and yellow thing looked like dried bacon, and he couldn't tell what kind of monster it was, but the bone was obviously a tube bone, and if she guessed right, it should be a bone. Human thigh bone.

So, the bacon and bones in Pill Master Li's hands were undoubtedly taken from those Dannus!
Looking at the shiny bacon and the long bone again, Lin Qingquan felt a little blocked. Although she didn't care about the life and death of those Dannu, this scene of treating people as food still stimulated her.

She took a rough look at it just now. There are hundreds of such pots with a height of half a person. There are hundreds of herringbone danfangs alone. Into the alchemy furnace?

No wonder the smell of blood is so strong here!
Yaotong's job for the first five years was to help alchemists sort out spiritual plants and watch fires. The technical work of alchemy required five years before he was eligible to learn. Therefore, Lin Qingquan's job was relatively easy, and Li alchemist was jealous of Fang behind her. Gu Yu, most of the time, did it by herself without asking her to do it.

Lin Qingquan was also happy and relaxed. She had no interest in learning the alchemy of Wuji Sect. She only tried to leave the alchemy room after getting the formula of Jingxin Pill and rescuing Feng Ruyue.

The refining of low-level pills such as Juling Pills is extremely fast. One furnace can be refined in half an hour, and a hundred of Juling Pills can be produced in one furnace. Pill Master Li can refine seven or eight furnaces in one day, even with eyes closed. Come out, very quickly.

There are ten alchemists in the herringbone room, all of them are refining spirit-gathering pills, and their speed is about the same as that of alchemist Li. Lin Qingquan probably calculated that an average alchemist can make about [-] pills a day, and ten alchemists can make about [-] pills. In other words, the Promise Sect can produce [-] Spirit Gathering Pills a day.

This number sounds huge, but the Wuji Sect consumes thousands of spirit-gathering pills every day, not to mention supplying pills for sale in the pharmacy every day. Therefore, the daily output of these [-] pills is actually far less than ask for.

It's no wonder that the elixir sold in the elixir shop was so expensive in the past, isn't it because rare things are more expensive!
Niu Zhi brags in front of her several times a month that the elixir shops of the two sects of Heaven and Dao Promise were run over by Duobao Pavilion and left in the cold.

But she knew that Niu Zhi was a bit exaggerated. After all, the number of pills she refines every day is limited. Compared with the [-] daily production of the Wuji Sect, it is insignificant. It's just a hair plucked from the body of the medicine, and it won't attract the attention of the three hearts and six minds.

This is also what she did on purpose, she doesn't want to tear herself apart with these two big sects now, the current Rose Pavilion doesn't have that strength yet.

And now Rose Pavilion doesn't need to sell pills and talismans in exchange for spirit stones. She has already asked Niu Zhi to stop the talisman business. His main business is killing people, and this kind of business without capital has always been profitable, much more profitable than selling pills.

The most important thing is that it can also improve the strength and combat ability of teammates, which can serve multiple purposes!
One day passed like this, the atmosphere in the alchemy room was quite harmonious, Yun Bihai didn't come to find fault, Lin Qingquan exhaled, greeted alchemist Li, then left the alchemy room, and walked down the mountain.

After reaching the foot of the mountain, a flash of red light flashed, and Xiaobao threw himself on her shoulder, causing the female cultivators behind to take a few extra glances.

"Master, I found that Feng Ruyue." Xiao Bao asked for credit as soon as he came up.

(End of this chapter)