"Well, master, why don't we think about going up the mountain and going down the sea of fire?"

An elder said to he Qiming with a straight face. He Qiming had to smile bitterly and shake his head.

It's no less difficult for them to bring a disciple from the first level to the fourth level. After all, their current cultivation is just five level state, and it's not easy to bring a fourth level state out!

He thought about it carefully for a while. He felt that the disciples of sipingjing could not bring it out. He thought for a while and then went on.

"Well, there are some difficulties in the four levels of state. So, the third level is the first stage, and the first stage is the first stage! If you bring it to the third level, you can get a five grade pill. If you can cultivate four grade disciples, you can give three pills. "

Speaking of this, he Qiming seemed to think of something, and then said.

"It's impossible, but I have to say that there are only 20 pills of pills. They are first come, first served, and cultivated late. Don't blame me if you don't have them. Of course, you can wait until my boss refining them for us next time."

When the elders heard this, they suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Master, you are not good at math. You have just refined five heats of elixir, five pills in a furnace. How can it become twenty pills?"

He Qiming listens to it, but shows a smile, and then takes slightly arrogant Jiao's way.

"It's so obvious. Can I explain it? I've taken the other five."

"Shit! Zhou shaopi

Several elders called out at the same time.

But he Qiming spread out his hand and said.

"I've made a deal on this big business. Besides, I've also asked other doctors to make a 20% profit. It's not too much."

When several elders heard this, they were angry and angry, but they did not dare to show it. They had to sigh and shake their heads.

"That's it."

At this time, an elder suddenly came out and said.

"To be a man, you should have a little atmosphere. Don't be angry about the three or five pills. As long as you work hard, you can't get anything."

The elder did not know why, as he spoke, he walked towards the entrance of the hall.

When he finally came to the door, the elder clapped his hands and then turned to see he Qiming.

"Patriarch, if I have something else to do, I'll just excuse me first, where's the matter?"

after that, one of them immediately disappeared, making everyone look confused.

But slowly, the more they thought about it, the more they felt that something was wrong.

Finally, half a minute after the elder ran, another elder suddenly clapped his hands and yelled.

"No! That old son of a bitch must have gone to pick a good seedling

When they heard this, they suddenly reacted and rushed out of the hall and ran towards the disciple Hall of he family.

While running, he was still swearing in his mouth.

"Old thief, don't pick out all the good seedlings for me. Leave one today, and I'd like to see you in the future."

Looking at the appearance of these elders running out, he Qiming's face shows a trace of helpless bitter smile. He puts away the five grade pills in his hand. He remembers ye Ziheng's appearance today, but he can't help sighing.

What happened above Yunshan has long been a topic of discussion in the martial arts circle. How could he not know it? But he never talked to ye Ziheng about it. It's not that he doesn't care about his elder brother. He just thinks that at this time, he doesn't say anything, which is more effective for comfort.

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