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At this time, the breath of a monk came from outside.

With a flip of his palm, Ling Xuan completely concealed the breath of Strange Fire.

Then he looked towards the courtyard door.

There, a familiar figure walked in quickly.

It was Zhou Mingyi.

Zhou Mingyi smiled and cupped his hands, "Didn't it disturb your cultivation?"

Ling Xuan waved his hand, "It's okay, it should be that the medicinal materials are ready?"

Zhou Mingyi nodded again and again, "Exactly, everything is ready, as long as Ling Fellow Daoist has time, he can start refining at any time."

As he spoke, he handed over a storage ring.

Ling Xuan accepted it at will.

He noticed the worry on Zhou Mingyi's brow.

"Zhou Fellow Daoist, what's bothering you, let's hear it." He smiled.

Zhou Mingyi smiled helplessly, "Ling Fellow Daoist can see everything clearly."

"Someone maliciously spread the news, claiming that old man Aoki is about to make an exception to accept disciples, and also publicized the conflict between old man Aoki and my Tianhe sect."

"After the news spread, many young alchemists gave up participating in the alchemy conference."

"The remaining alchemists who insisted on participating were almost all threatened, and many of them withdrew."

Zhou Mingyi gritted his teeth, "There must be someone behind this!"

"Old Man Aoki has already announced that Bai Tianyuan is his last closed disciple. He has limited energy and will never accept any more disciples."

"Furthermore, alchemists have a high status, how can ordinary monks dare to threaten alchemists?"

Ling Xuan nodded, "It seems that someone deliberately made the alchemy conference impossible."

"There are not many forces that have the energy to oppose Tianhezong, it should be the old man Aoki himself."

Zhou Mingyi smiled wryly, "Old man Qingmu is such a famous alchemy master with too much energy, he really is one person against one sect..."

Ling Xuan smiled faintly.

That old man Aoki's belly is a bit small.

For so many years, it's okay to disagree with Tianhezong's request to purchase the heavy water cold pole pill formula.

Now they are deliberately disturbing the Huang Alchemy Conference.

This is to let Jiu Chong Tianhe roll off the inheritance.

"The Ninth Elder of our Tianhe Sect has arrived at the Chamber of Commerce. He found out about this and was extremely anxious."

"He is one of the old man Aoki's former apprentices, so he immediately prepared a gift this morning, and is going to visit the old man Aoki at his door. I hope that the old master-student relationship can at least impress the old man Aoki."

Zhou Mingyi sighed softly, "But... I guess he will be rejected."

After finishing speaking, he said a little awkwardly, "Ling Fellow Daoist, the Ninth Elder is quite critical of you, he will come back later, try not to provoke him."

"Otherwise, the relationship between our Tianhe Sect elders will be somewhat difficult."

Ling Xuan smiled lightly.

When he stayed in Tianhezong for a few days, he could easily see the factions that existed within Tianhezong.

One faction, the suzerain, the great elder, Zhou Mingyi and others, insisted that they could independently study the elixir suitable for the cultivation of the nine heavenly scrolls.

The other faction is the Fifth Elder, the Ninth Elder and others, especially the Ninth Elder, who was once a disciple of Old Man Qingmu.

They think there is no one that money can't buy.

In addition, they don't think that there is anyone in this world who can surpass old man Aoki and refine a better medicine than Heavy Water Cold Extreme Pill.

As long as he perseveres and builds up enough goodwill, sooner or later, the old man Aoki will let go and sell the formula of Heavy Water and Extreme Cold Pill to Tianhe Sect.

At this time, footsteps came from the courtyard door again.

However, this time there were two auras at the same time.

The guard at the door hurriedly said, "You two, the distinguished guests are resting, you are not allowed to enter!"

Immediately there was a bang.

The courtyard door was smashed open.

Two figures broke in.

One has white hair and is the Ninth Elder of Tianhe Sect.

The other person is a proud young man, but the most beloved apprentice of Old Man Aoki, Bai Tianyuan.

Zhou Mingyi frowned, but still cupped his hands, "Ninth Elder, why did you bring outsiders into the other courtyard? What if Ling Fellow Daoist is disturbed?"

The Ninth Elder snorted coldly, "What outsider, Tian Yuan is my junior!"

"It's the person next to you, he is an outsider."

The Ninth Elder's face was cold, "Zhou Mingyi, let me ask you, why did you give him the medicinal materials I prepared?"

"Do you know that those are the medicinal materials that I collected from all over Jingguo after painstaking efforts and travels?"

"I have already made an appointment with my master with a shy face. I begged him to refine five heavy water cold extreme pills for my grandson. The master reluctantly agreed because of the former master-student relationship."

"But you have to give the medicinal materials to this person."

"Do you know what a loss this is to my Tianhe Sect!"

The more the Ninth Elder spoke, the more he was filled with righteous indignation.

"My grandson is already one of the few geniuses in my Tianhe Sect who can cultivate the Nine Heavenly River Scrolls!"

"But he's been stuck at the pinnacle of Core Formation for twenty years!"

"Can't wait any longer!"

Zhou Mingyi frowned.

Most of the five medicinal materials were collected by the Ninth Elder.

But the expenses are all on Zongmen's accounts.

After all, it's all the sect's money.

No matter how it fell into the mouth of the Ninth Elder, it became his personal property.

During the day, Yuan looked at Ling Xuan, with a half-smile, "Ling Xuan, the young suzerain of the Jade Cauldron Sect, right? It's a pleasure to meet you."

"The achievements you made in Yuzhou have spread to the capital, and even I have heard of it."

Ling Xuan glanced at him, his expression normal.

"However, I didn't know that you could actually make alchemy?" Bai Baiyuan laughed strangely.

"Or, are you planning to deceive President Zhou and take away those five precious medicinal materials?"

Ling Xuan smiled lightly.

cheat?

These five herbs are indeed priceless.

But it still can't make him tempted.

If he hadn't inherited Zhou Mingyi's gift of the Burning Earth Sword Book, he would not have refined this elixir for the Tianhe Sect.

During the day, Yuan's gaze flicked over the Ninth Elder, Zhou Mingyi, and Ling Xuan.

Adding fuel to the flames, "I also heard that President Zhou gave this Ling Xuan a piece of Earth Rank's best Spiritual Weapon without saying a word?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, Earth Rank's best Spiritual Weapon is not Chinese cabbage, and Zhou Fellow Daoist is just the tenth elder of Tianhe Sect, right? If you want to give the wealth of the sect to outsiders, you can give it to outsiders?"

Zhou Mingyi frowned.

There are spies buried by various forces in the Tianhe Chamber of Commerce, and he knows it.

No force can be monolithic.

However, Bai Tianyuan found out so quickly, which surprised him.

The Ninth Elder was stunned when he heard the words, and was even more annoyed, "What?! Earth Rank's best Spiritual Weapon, you can give it away as soon as you say? Have you reported it to the sect yet?!"

Zhou Mingyi took a deep breath, "Ling Fellow Daoist got rid of the devil in Jiangzhou and killed the traitors of the sect. I have made great contributions to Tianhe Sect!"

"So what if I decide to give him the Burning Earth Sword Book?"

"If the suzerain is here, he will only make the same decision!"

The Ninth Elder laughed back in anger, "Okay, okay, I don't care if you do such a thing relying on the suzerain's favor!"

"Give me back the five herbs!"

"That was the stepping stone for my grandson to step into the realm of Nascent Soul!"

"Ling Xuan has made great contributions to my Tianhe sect. I admit it, but he doesn't understand alchemy at all for a size of Unified Harmony. Even if he understands a little, he can't be compared with my master!"

Ninth Elder rushed to Zhou Mingyi and stared at him.

Zhou Mingyi gritted his teeth, just about to refuse.

Ling Xuan said indifferently, "Five servings of herbs, I'll give you four, and I'll keep one for alchemy, it's enough."