Emperor of Nine Suns

"If the Guyuan Pill is to be practiced as a treasure..." Qingyue's face became redder and red, "Need... a trace of innate Yuanyang power is needed."

"Where do you get the power of Innate Yuanyang?" Chu Chen was confused.

"You have it." Qingyue pointed at Chu Chen with embarrassment.

"I have it?"

"It's actually a drop of boy urine."

At this time, Chu Chen's face flushed, "Senior Sister, how do you know that I am a boy?"

The atmosphere between the two suddenly became a little embarrassing. Qingyue didn't know what to say for a moment. In order to appease Chu Chen, she said softly, "There is nothing wrong with the boy, don't be embarrassed. In fact, I am also a virgin."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qingyue's face was instantly blushing. Knowing that she had failed, she ran out blushing.

"Senior Sister Qingyue is also very cute." Chu Chen couldn't help but sigh with a smile.

According to the method Qingyue said, the next refining process went smoothly. By the time the sun sets in the mountains and the night is over, the five treasures of Guyuan Pill and ten treasures of Yangyan Pill have also been completely refined.

Senior Sister Qingyue seemed to hide, and she was not seen all day.

After finishing packing things, Chu Chen hurriedly came to the mission hall. The female disciples who had been waiting at the side had already swarmed up, and after getting the beauty pill, they retreated like a tide.

However, the person who issued the "Treasure Guyuan Pill" mission did not show up at the appointed time.

Chu Chen waited left and right. It was estimated that the task person would not show up. After a secret cry of bad luck, he was about to evacuate, only to see a familiar figure walking into the task hall.

"Elder Huang, why are you free to come to the mission hall?"

Did Chu Chen expect to meet Elder Huang in this place? All of Elder Huang's outside disciples are familiar with him. After all, he has to pay him the monthly routine medicine.

Elder Huang gave people a very harsh feeling. Even if many disciples from the outer sect were carrying enough medicine, they were shocked when they entered the medicine hall where Elder Huang was.

"Well, come and see everyone." Elder Huang was surprisingly kind today. After nodding with Chu Chen, he kept hovering in front of the taskbar.

It was a little strange that Chu Chen didn't take care of it, and walked out of the mission hall without thinking that Elder Huang would follow him out.

"Is there something to do with the elder?" Chu Chen stopped.

"You're the little medicine saint?" Elder Huang lowered his voice, and the old face unexpectedly twisted.

"This is just a false praise from those female disciples."

"I'm here to number 15479 for Yugui to take the Guyuan Dan."

Chu Chen was stunned for a moment. He never expected that the person who needed aphrodisiac would be extremely strict in normal times, and the outer door would dominate Elder Huang.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm taking the Guyuan Pill for someone else." Elder Huang's black face was a little bloated.

It's hard to say that Chu Chen really didn't expect that Elder Huang would have such a secret that could not be told. He had received too many medicine refining tasks, and he could only say that he could see any bird.

"Don't tell anyone that this task was issued by me." Elder Huang and Chu Chen, who had been admonishing, paid the money in one hand, and after the delivery, they hurriedly prepared to leave.

"Junior Brother Chu, I said don't worry, people who need the precious Guyuan Pill will definitely come, you see that he is really trustworthy."

The careless Senior Sister Chixia didn't know where she came from. She slapped Chu Chen on the shoulder hard and said loudly.

At that moment, there was silence in front of the lively mission hall, all eyes were cast on Elder Huang, who had already walked a few steps.

"Treasure Guyuan Pill, Elder Huang actually eats this kind of thing."

"Usually people look like dogs, and they are extremely harsh on us. It turns out that they are unspeakable."

"Elder Huang's strong wind is difficult to revive, and the little medicine saint is rejuvenating, and he criticizes...repaying his teacher."

Elder Huang standing in front of the mission hall was petrified a little bit, and even had a heart of death.

Senior Sister Chixia, who found herself in trouble, also hurriedly greased the soles of her feet. She only saw the back of Elder Huang leaving, and she shouted without recognizing Elder Huang.

Chu Chen suddenly felt that his career as a pharmacist left an unforgettable memory.

Chu Chen, who was carrying four hundred spirit stones, returned to his small courtyard, only to realize that he had forgotten to take on the new medicine refining mission, so he went to the mission hall early the next morning.

Just before coming to the taskbar, a rough voice suddenly passed through the noisy voices of the task hall, like a thunderbolt in the sky:

"Chu Chen puppy, don't hesitate to get out and die!"

This huge roar seemed like thunder on the ground, and instantly overwhelmed all the sounds of the entire mission hall. In an instant, the entire mission hall was quiet for a moment, and everyone looked at Chu Chen.

His brow frowned sharply. Chu Chen looked up and saw that at the door of the Mission Hall, a few cold-looking disciples were working together to lift a wooden plank. On the wooden board lies a middle-aged disciple with a bleeding nose. In front of them, a tall inner disciple with a faint scar on his face stared at Chu Chen fiercely with red eyes and grief.

This inner disciple with a scar on his face is a bit familiar. In his memory, he had asked Chu Chen to make a pill a few days ago.

Chu Chen stood there calmly.

I saw the tall Inner Sect disciple yelled violently, with a sullen face: "A few days ago, some of our brothers and sisters suffered some injuries, so they wanted to ask you for a pill for healing. I thought you had a small medicine. The name of the saint naturally has a compassionate heart. But I don’t know if you actually rely on a little fame to open up the lion’s mouth. A small qi and blood pill will cost 5 spiritual stones! 6 pill, hard We have exploited 30 spirit stones for life!"

The cold disciple's voice was extremely loud, as if thunder on the ground, and absorbed all the eyes of the entire mission hall.

"It's fine for the lion to open his mouth! If the pill is effective, we dare not say anything. Unexpectedly, you would be mad, shoddy, and fish-eyed. I don't know what tricks have been made in the pill to make the Qi and Blood Pill It looks like a treasure, but in essence it has no curative effect! The injuries of our brothers are not good at all, and there is even a brother who has a bleeding mouth, which is even more serious. If you don't give us today In one statement, don't want to stay in Biquan Immortal Sect."

As soon as the voice fell, the audience was boiling!

The price of the small medicine Sheng Chuchen is notoriously fair. The whole mission is known in the hall. A precious blood pill requires at least 20 spirit stones. Chu Chen only accepts five spirit stones, which is absolutely kind.

The other party knew that he couldn't make a big fuss on the price, so he accused Chu Chen of selling fake medicines. For a pharmacist, there is nothing like taking his medicine to cure a disease, but eating his medicine to destroy the sign.

Everyone in the mission hall was whispering ~www.ltnovel.com~ No one stood by the side of these troubled disciples, and couldn't help but sympathize with Chu Chen.

Some people even recognized that the disciple with a gloomy expression was sent into the inner door by Yao Jinghai, the big brother of the outer door.

With a flexible mind, he immediately thought of the grievances between Chu Chen and Yao Jinghai. This cold disciple said a lot of things, and the last sentence was to let Chu Chen leave Biquan Immortal Sect, which was obvious.

Seeing how fierce the cold disciple was about to die, Chu Chen was also very clear. It seemed that his little medicine saint’s popularity was too strong, and Yao Jinghai finally couldn’t stand it and sent someone to smash his place. Then took the opportunity to drive himself out of the sect.

"Look at what my brother was like when he was pitted by his fake medicine?"

The cold disciple pointed behind him, and the middle-aged disciple who was carried by several people behind him suddenly hemoptysis, looking very miserable.

"Little Medicine Sheng Chuchen."

The cold disciple said word by word, "Let's see how you want to confess, whether you destroyed the martial arts to apologize, or just leave Biquan Immortal Sect."