Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 239
Ignoring Condensed Cream and drying his face, Wang Mu went straight to the bed, sat down cross-legged immediately, and prepared to adjust his breath.

"Hey, you don't seem to have told me your name yet." Leng Ningshuang asked back.

"Wang Mu." Wang Mu said casually.

Ning Ningshuang blinked, got up immediately, and walked to the bed, "Wang Mu, the bed is mine, you can go to other places to practice."

Wang Mu's expression froze, and he opened his eyes to look at Ning Shuang, "Why?"

"Because I am your benefactor." Ning Shuang smiled confidently.

Wang Mu shrugged his shoulders to help, convinced, "Okay." With a sneer, he had to get up and get out of bed, and sat down on a random place on the ground.

Seeing Wang Mu's cooperation, Ning Ningshuang was also quite satisfied, sitting on the bed with a light smile and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell you about your identity. You'd better think twice, don't make any jokes."

Wang Mu ignored it, can you control it?

Ning Ningshuang didn't think about it anymore, she only said that when Wang Mu was deliberately fooling her. It is a fantasy to obtain the qualification of alchemist during the distraction period. You must know that alchemy requires not only profound knowledge of alchemy and long-term practice There is also a very high comprehension for refining medicine, and there are also strict requirements for the cultivation of a pharmacist. The strength of the mental power in the distraction period, the reserve of spiritual power, or the comprehension of the realm, etc., are not enough to become a formal pharmacist. A good alchemist, even if he is really talented in refining medicine, will be an apprentice at most, and there is still a long way to go from real medicine refining.

Ning Ningshuang is now a seventh-level Celestial Immortal, and her talent in refining medicine is considered excellent, but she has only reached the third-level Huang-level alchemist. Even so, at her age and cultivation level, this level is already a It's unbelievable, if Wang Mu can become a pharmacist during this distraction period, then there is a ghost.

Three days later, in front of the Alchemists Guild in the north of Demon Trial City, before the sun rose, there was a long queue here, and there were still four long dragons.

Wang Mu and Ning Ningshuang were among them, and they were looking at each other, Wang Mu's expression was calm, while Ning Ningshuang's eyes were full of astonishment.

"You, you're really here?" Looking at Wang Mu's calm expression, Ning Ningshuang found it incredible, "Don't tell me you really want to be a pharmacist!"

Wang Mu was depressed, the world is full of wonders, is it worth being so surprised?
"I told you a long time ago." Spreading his hands, Wang Mu lazily said.

"But, but your cultivation level..." Ning Ningshuang frowned, not knowing how to describe the arrogant guy in front of her.

Alchemist, what a noble profession, can you pass the exam if you want to?
Taking a breath, she turned her head and looked around. Sure enough, there were several people in the crowd who were queuing up looking at Wang Mu, their eyes were as incredible as hers, just like seeing a scumbag at the door of the college notice.

His eyes fell on Wang Mu's face again, and Ningshuang's eyes became serious, and he lowered his voice and said, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, this is the most sacred and solemn place in the whole Demon Land, you won't be allowed to mess around, go in later Afterwards, the suzerains of the major demon sects will watch, and if a joke is made, with the ferocity of the demons, they may kill you."

"Don't worry, even if this situation really happens, you don't need to save it." Wang Mu said casually. He knew that Ning Ningshuang had good intentions, but he really couldn't explain it to her clearly. Could it be that he told her that he was a heaven-level person before his Nth life? Ninth-rank Supreme Alchemist?

"You... you should be damned!" Ning Ningshuang stared at Wang Mu angrily, and then ignored her.

There were quite a lot of people who signed up, and it was bustling. There was still a long line in front of Wang Mu, so he had nothing to do. Wang Mu also observed the people around him.

Looking around, there was no one whose cultivation level Wang Mu could tell, that is to say, of all the applicants present, Wang Mu's cultivation level was the lowest. This was also expected by Wang Mu, and he was not worried about it.

There were also a few people around looking at Wang Mu, their eyes were full of contempt and mockery, only one person was different, Wang Mu also frowned, this woman looked even weirder than Ning Shuang.

The woman was standing in the line on the left, looking sideways at Wang Mu, as if she could see Wang Mu's cultivation, her willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, but she didn't make a mockery, on the contrary, those dark eyes were very ethereal.

Obviously, this woman's knowledge is obviously more than that of Ning Shuang, Wang Mu couldn't help but take a few more glances, the woman was wearing a long white dress, and she stood out from the crowd in this Ma Pingchuan where all the demons were dressed in black. Dazzling, the neckline is made of hollow gauze, and under the bleak sunlight, there is a touch of bright white and smooth skin, which makes this rough world a lot more radiant.

The most conspicuous thing is her hair. The loose and smooth long hair is silvery white. When the sun passes by, there will be a layer of faint ice blue, like strands of ice, and the black eyes are the same , When facing the sun, there will be a touch of ice blue sparkle.

A cool breath spread from his body, causing many people around him to stare at him, so they ignored Wang Mu, a rookie who was only distracted.

The figure is as tall as Condensed Frost, but not as proud as Condensed Frost, on the contrary, she looks very gentle. Standing there, she is like a rootless feather, with a touch of agility in the coldness, which makes her even more approachable even though she is icy .

If the coldness of condensed frost is sharp, then this woman's coldness is a different kind of gentleness, like ice lotus on a snow mountain.

She had no expression on her face, she only glanced at Wang Mu with a little curiosity, and then looked away.

At this moment, Wang Mu suddenly frowned, feeling an extremely oppressive murderous aura, moved his eyes, and saw behind the woman in white, a burly man in black staring at him with murderous eyes.

The man's appearance is not ugly, on the contrary, he is very handsome, but there is a sense of wildness in this handsomeness, and the aura is also full of strong killing intent, obviously belonging to a madman with blood on his hands.

Wang Mu glanced at the man's chest, and there were six golden flames on the black-glowing clothes, representing the identity of a sixth-level yellow-level alchemist.

Smiling faintly at the big man, Wang Mu leisurely withdrew his gaze without any fear.

On the contrary, the big man was stunned for a moment, this kid is so badass, he dared to look directly into the eyes of a strong man like him with this level of cultivation, and he clearly saw his pharmacist logo, so he was unmoved, pretending to be a high-level what!

Afterwards, Wang Mu kept his eyes fixed on him. The big man was obviously the silver-haired woman's protector, so there was no need to cause such trouble.

After waiting for more than half an hour, it was finally Wang Mu's turn. Condensed Frost had already filled out the form on the table. Wang Mu glanced at it. In the column of qualifications, it was written as the fourth grade of the yellow rank. Obviously, Condensed Frost It's for promotion.

The staff handed Wang Mu a form and a pen, then glanced at Wang Mu casually, and immediately froze. His eyes were startled at first, and then became unbearable.

"Little brother, have you come to the wrong place?" Looking at Wang Mu, the staff asked in surprise.

Wang Mu rolled his eyes, here he comes again!Ignoring the other party, he just lay down on the table and quickly filled out the form, then started to step over the threshold in front of him, leaving the staff in a daze with their mouths open.

Leng Ningshuang was also helpless for a while, and she tried to persuade her, but there was nothing she could do if she didn't listen.

Before leaving, she also looked back at the form Wang Mu had filled out, and she immediately became petrified. This rookie in the distracted period actually wrote the word Xuanji in the qualification column, Xuanji, this guy is confident It's overwhelmed.

"Hey, these days, there are really all kinds of weird things. Isn't it courting death to test the qualifications of a mysterious alchemist with a distracted cultivation base? I hope that the mood of the sect masters will not be too bad later, otherwise this kid will be torn apart. In pieces." Looking at Wang Mu's form, the staff shook their heads and sighed.

Soon, all the test participants had registered and entered the trial site in four rows... a grand square.

Right in front of the square, there is a grand hall. There are hundreds of steps under the hall. The hall looks like it stands in the black clouds. The black steps and the black building only have a row of thick stone pillars in the color of vermilion. Ling's entire hall looked like a dark monster with its bloody mouth wide open, with a menacing aura.

There are two plaques above the main entrance of the main hall, a black plaque with big blood-colored characters, the upper one says Demon Temple, and the lower one says Alchemists Guild!
Just looking at these two plaques makes people feel inexplicably heavy. This is the most sacred place in the eight thousand miles of magic land, where the strong are concentrated.

The main door of the main hall was open, and one could vaguely see ten strong men sitting on two rows of seats, five on one side, all dressed in black feather cloaks, all ten were demon men, with burly figures and cold faces With a ferocious look, traces of black energy naturally evaporated on his body, making the entire hall dark.

In the depths of the hall, there are more than a dozen blood jade steps. On the steps, on a large golden couch, a middle-aged man in a black and gold robe is sitting upright. His broad figure seems to be leisurely. But there is a vast sense of oppression shrouded, not only the whole land is under his aura, even the atmosphere of the entire grand square outside is extremely oppressive.

He also had a face of indifference, not angry but majestic, and his superb eyes had the air of a king unique to a superior.

"Chongye." Wang Mu murmured in his heart, looking at the faint eyes in the dark air of the hall.

Demon respects Ye, the former master of the Heavenly Palace, and later, in order to establish the Demon Land's own alchemist guild, Chong Ye personally went out to select ten masters who are the best in terms of cultivation and loyalty from countless sects in the entire Demon Land. Together with his own 11 people, he established the Demon God Temple and took charge of the entire alchemist guild. Of course, he also controlled the entire Demon Land at the same time.

(End of this chapter)