Genius Alchemist

"It's impossible not to. If not, I'll kneel down and knock your head three times!" Shen Ruixin vowed. She watched the man come in with her own eyes. She can't be wrong. She also heard the news just now. The man is definitely in Shen Qingling's bed.

"That's what you said." Shen Qingling put his coat on his body, lifted the bed curtain and came down from the bed.

Shen Ruixin hurriedly asked the boy to search the house, but

"How could it not! Have you all searched carefully!"

"Three young ladies, the slaves have searched, really not..."

"How could it be!" Shen Ruixin pushed the boy away. She saw the man come in with her own eyes. It's impossible that there was no one. It must be these slaves who didn't find it!

She searched it herself, but she searched the whole room and found no one.

Shen Rui is stupid. How can this be

"Shen Qingling, where did you hide people?"

Shen Qingling replied lightly, "I said earlier that there was no one in my room. You just said that if there was no one in my bed, you would knock my head three times."

Shen Ruixin's face twisted: "if you want me to kowtow to you, it depends on whether you deserve it!"

Now that everything is done, she must do it. Otherwise, when Grandpa comes back, according to his love for Shen Qingling, she can't explain.

Even if she can't find it, kill someone first, and then lose a man in her room.

Shen Rui showed her intention to kill. She took out the fire whip around her waist and waved it to Shen Qingling. She used 80% of her spiritual power. With Shen Qingling's waste material, there was only a dead end.

But

Shen Qingling jumped aside at a strange pace and dodged!

The whip hit the table and the table fell apart. Shen Rui was shocked. Unexpectedly, Shen Qingling could escape.

She reacted and waved the whip again. Shen Qingling's eyes were slightly cold.

Shen Ruixin didn't even see how she moved. Her wrist hurt and the fire whip fell to the ground. Shen Qingling was behind her. As soon as she kicked her leg, Shen Ruixin fell and ate shit.

Shen Qingling stepped on her back and played with the fire whip.

The house was silent.

It was half a ring before someone responded and shouted eagerly, "miss three!"

They wanted to help Shen Ruixin, but they were surprised at Shen Qingling's eyes. Their feet seemed to grow on the ground and could not move forward any more.

"Shen Qingling, get up!" Shen Ruixin was angry and ashamed, and went crazy.

She put her hands on the ground and wanted to get up. "Pa", the fire whip fell, and a blood mark appeared on the back of Shen Ruixin's hand.

Shen Rui screamed in pain.

Just a whip screamed pain. The original Lord suffered many times as much as her.

Shen Qingling sneers. Although she has no spiritual power, her body method is still there. It's as easy to deal with a spiritual person at the third level as to crush an ant.

A stream of resentment gushed out of my heart, which was the emotion of the original owner left in my body.

"Pa!"

"Pa!"

Another two lashes fell. Shen Rui was so distressed that her face turned pale and her body trembled. Every whiplash falls, it's all flesh and blood, and it's frightening.

"Shen Ruixin, it's just interest. If you dare to come here again, I'll settle the old and new accounts one by one." Shen Qingling raised her foot, put her toe against Shen Ruixin's abdomen, kicked her outside the door and threw out the fire whip.

"Still don't roll?" Shen Qingling looked at the little boy in the room with cold eyes.

The boys trembled and hurried out.

"Shen Qingling! Shen Rui's eyes are scarlet with anger. She wants to get up, but she can't get up at all.

Watching Shen Qingling leisurely close the door, her blood surged. She vomited out her heart blood and fainted.

The boys were so frightened that they quickly carried her back to the room.

"That's Miss Shen?" in the distance, a man in a miserable green robe stood under the osmanthus tree.

"Yes... It just seems... Different from the rumor." the man who looked like a bodyguard behind the man hesitated.

"It's just a rumor." the man smiled sarcastically: "let's go back."

"Yes."

The wind blew the osmanthus flowers down, and the place was empty.

……

After driving away Shen Ruixin, Shen Qingling disguised herself and went over the wall to Fengxuan auction house. Now the most valuable thing in her body is the pill. If she wants to get the spirit stone, she can only start here.

Fengxuan auction house is located in the most prosperous part of the imperial capital, with an endless stream of people on the streets.

The auction will be held in the evening. It's only in the afternoon. There are no people in the store. When Shen Qingling enters, the shopkeeper is making calculations in boredom.

Many people who came to the auction house didn't want people to find their true purpose, so when they saw Shen Qingling wearing a curtain hat, they weren't curious. He smiled: "girl, the auction will be held in the evening. Come back then."

Shen Qingling raised his hand and put a bottle of pills on the table: "I'm not here to buy things. I'm here to sell pills."

As the largest auction house in the four countries, Fengxuan auction house auctioned many pills. The shopkeeper didn't care. He thought that such a young girl wouldn't have attainments in pill art.

He picked up the pill bottle, opened the cork and smelled it.

Suddenly, there was no lazy attitude.

He couldn't tell which pills it was.

His expression became serious: "wait a minute, girl. I'll take the pill to the professional appraiser to identify the grade."

Such a big auction house was not worried that they would black their pills. Shen Qingling nodded.

The shopkeeper hurried upstairs and came down again in less than a quarter of an hour. His attitude was respectful: "girl, our appraiser wants to see you."

Shen Qingling nodded and followed the shopkeeper upstairs.

Lead Shen Qingling to the door of the elegant room on the third floor. The shopkeeper pushed open the two doors with a respectful and courteous attitude: "please come in, girl."

Shen Qingling nodded slightly and stepped in. In the elegant room, an old man in a Dan robe sat at the table. The old man's hair was gray and his eyes were deep. He was just clear and bright. He should be a good man.

Seeing Shen Qingling coming in, the old man hurriedly got up: "I'm old in Xiadong. I don't know what to call the girl?"

With that, he bowed and saluted the same generation. He didn't despise Shen Qingling because he was young.

"Ling Qing."

"It's Miss Ling Qing." the old man smiled and then picked up the pill bottle on the table: "this pill is made by the girl?"

"It seems that the auction house only cares about the auction and never asks the origin."

"Don't mind, girl. I'm also a Dan master, so ask me more." old Dong smiled awkwardly: "can you tell me how many pills are these?"

I'm sorry to say that as an elder of the Dan division association, he can't even identify the level of Dan medicine.

Shen Qingling said faintly, "holy goods."

"Holy product!" old Dong stood up and looked at Shen Qingling. Her eyes changed. She... She had holy pill!

Is she from there!

Looking at the warm eyes of old Dong, Shen Qingling frowned. The original owner had no recognition of the pill level of the world in her memory, but she had tried to take out the lowest pill level from Ziyun ring.

She doesn't know that the mainland seems to be cursed. The pill of the highest grade is the ninth grade. After the ninth grade, she can't go up again. Even the president of the Dan division association can't refine the holy product. Only the people in the hidden area can refine the holy pill!

"I wonder if this pill can be auctioned?" Shen Qingling asked.

"Yes!" of course!

"It's just..." old Dong looked embarrassed: "there's only one bottle of pill. I'm afraid it's hard to sell."

As soon as the sound of the east old saying fell, Shen Qingling waved his long sleeve and suddenly nine bottles of pills appeared on the table.