Perspective Little Poison Doctor

Chapter 1311 What a great handwriting

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

"Wow wow wow!"

"Dug, you are incontinent, why are you yelling? Wow!"

"Aren't you screaming?"

"This... I didn't expect that there is such a big cave in the back mountain!" Zhuge Yaoxiang, Hua Shuang and the people of 'Yaomen' were all stunned by the scene in the 'Hundred Medicine Valley'. The sky can be seen everywhere in the mountains and plains. Timber 'ah, the key is what you know?
"what is this?"

"I've never seen these things!"

"Is this... the Millennium Ganoderma lucidum?" Zhuge Yaoxiang was surprised.

"No, that's Wannian Lingzhi!"

"Wannian..." Zhuge Yaoxiang felt that his head was not enough, but in fact, the feeling they experienced now was exactly the same as when Wang Ping entered the 'Hundred Medicine Valley' for the first time.

All the treasures of heaven, material and earth have never been seen by these "medicine door" people.

"Only I can bring you in this place, and only I can take you out. Now do you believe what I say?"

The fact is before us, if it weren't for Wang Ping, people from the 'Yaomen' wouldn't be able to get in at all, can they not believe it?
"Zhuge Yaoxiang, the 35th generation master of the 'Yaomen', pays homage to the master!" So Zhuge Yaoxiang was the first to recognize the fact, and also the first to bow to Wang Ping.

"Hua Shuang pays homage to Master!" Hua Shuang followed closely behind.

"Meet the master!"

The head of the sect and the elders have all worshiped, so can other people from the "Yaomen" not worship?

So Wang Ping generously accepted the worship of the disciples of the "Yaomen", and thus became the master of the "Yaomen", the youngest master.

"The disciple offended me a lot before, please forgive me!" Hua Shuang said with a smile.

"Those who don't know are not guilty. Since everyone is our own, I have prepared some small gifts for everyone here!"

As soon as he waved his hand after speaking, he heard the sound of 'whoosh, whoosh', and one by one 'elixirs' automatically flew into the hands of all the disciples of the 'Yaomen'.

"Master, this is..." The people of the 'Yaomen' looked at the pill in their hands, all showing surprised expressions.

"You have a total of three pills in your hands, namely 'Building Foundation Pill', 'Rongling Pill' and 'Condensing Gold Pill'. I don't have any gifts for you as a master, so I will treat these pills as gifts from me. Your presents!"

Let me go, the weight of this gift is definitely heavy enough, 'Building Foundation Pill', 'Rongling Pill' and 'Golden Pill', these three pills can make people reach the level of 'Golden Pill' You must know that there were not many people in the 'Yaomen' who had reached the 'Golden Core Stage' before this, except Xuanyuan Yuanfan and Zhuge Yaoxiang, but now all the disciples of the 'Yaomen' have one." Congealing the golden elixir means that everyone will reach the 'Golden elixir stage' in the future.

There is no need to explain how precious the 'Congealing Golden Pill' is. Apart from the 'Quenying Pill' in the 'Tibetan Pill Building', the 'Condensing Golden Pill' is the most precious, and there are not many of them. Many disciples can take it because of their lack of realm.' I couldn't take it due to the request of "Congealing Golden Pill", but now it's all right, with the three kinds of elixir given by Wang Ping, all problems can be easily solved.

What kind of arrogance is this?
What a great handwriting!

This gift alone 'conquered' all the people in the 'Yaomen' in an instant, no matter whether they were in touch with Wang Ping before, at this moment they all shouted from the bottom of their hearts, "Thank you, Master! "

Seeing the happy appearance of the disciples of the 'Yaomen', Wang Ping also smiled happily.

"Master, why do you have so many elixirs?" Although Zhuge Yaoxiang was happy for his disciples, he also sighed at Wang Ping's great skill, but he gave away so many elixirs all at once. It still makes Zhuge Yaoxiang a little 'distressed', after all, no one in the 'Yaomen' can refine this kind of elixir that can improve the realm, right?
"I made it myself!" Wang Ping said casually.

"Master himself made it?" Zhuge Yaoxiang and Hua Shuang were taken aback, "Master, do you know how to refine pills?"

"How strange is this? Otherwise, where did these pills come from?"

"No, what I mean is, Master, can you refine the elixir that can improve the realm? Even the 'Condensing Gold Pill' was refined by you, Master?"

"Yeah, with my current ability, it's quite troublesome to refine the 'Quenying Pill'. When I have time later, I'll see if I can make one for you!" Wang Ping said to Zhuge Yaoxiang.

"Thank you, master!" Zhuge Yaoxiang was grateful.

"As for Elder Hua Shuang, we can only wait!"

"I have that too?"

"Of course, but with my current ability, I can't refine any pills that can be given to you!"

Regardless of whether Wang Ping can refine the pills for Huashuang now, first from the 'Hundred Medicine Valley', and then send out so many pills in one go, the people in the 'Yaomen' are now completely devoted to him.

"After so many years, there is finally someone who can refine the 'Ning Jin Dan' in our 'Yao Sect'..." Zhuge Yaoxiang was so excited that he was about to cry.

"With the presence of the master, there is hope to restore our 'Medical Gate'!"

"Roar!" Everyone's emotions were quite passionate and surging. The 'Yaomen' had already failed, but now they saw the hope of revitalizing the prestige of the 'Yaomen'.

"Master Su Zhengfeng's care for his disciples, Su Zhengfeng's master Quanxia must be very pleased to know, but the master used up so many pills at once..."

"As long as it can help everyone improve their strength, a mere elixir is nothing, and there will be more refining, and it's not much!" Wang Ping said with a noncommittal smile.

Zhuge Yaoxiang and Hua Shuang looked at each other and smiled, and they took out hundreds of pills at once, how many?How much is too much?
The rest of the elixir that can improve the realm in the 'Zangdan Building' is not more than half of what Wang Ping gave just now, otherwise the people in the 'Yaomen' would not always be reluctant to eat it.

"If it's not enough, I have more!" Wang Ping said.

"Master still has pills?"

"Well, not many, only two or three hundred!"

"Two... two or three hundred?"

So Zhuge Yaoxiang and Hua Shuang were stunned again, speechless for a long time.

"Disciple has a question, are all the pills refined by you personally?"

"Yes!"

"But Master, you have only been in the 'Hundred Medicine Valley' for a few days, and you have never seen Master with a bag or anything before. These pills, could it be that Master has only been here for two days..."

"Yeah, it's all made by me in the 'Hundred Medicine Valley' for the past few days without sleep!"

"So many pills have been refined in a few days!"

Shocked one after another, and one was more shocking than the other, Zhuge Yaoxiang and Hua Shuangqi both knelt down to Wang Ping after speaking.

"Master Patriarch, please teach me how to make alchemy!"

And just when Wang Ping was "pretending to be coercive" unscrupulously, the crisis had quietly arrived...

(End of this chapter)