"Senior Brother Xueyi is here!"
When Gu Yuxin was hesitating, everyone in front of him also saw Si Xueyi, and their eyes suddenly brightened.
Swish, swish, swish!
One by one, they took out the cups from their storage bags, filled them up, knelt down on their knees, and rushed to the front of Si Xueyi like lightning.
"Senior brother, drink tea!"
"Hahaha, this time you really made our Canglan College proud."
"Our blood boiled with excitement after hearing what Senior Brother Gu said!"
They brought out the teacups, looking both funny and helpless.
Si Xueyi shook her head helplessly, took a cup of tea at random, and said with a smile, "I won't drink the tea. I don't need the sliding shovel. It's better to keep this thing for hunting tigers!"
The soles of his feet touched the ground lightly, and the power was transmitted, and everyone stood up involuntarily.
"Senior brother is amazing!"
Everyone was shocked and surprised, and they knew the rumors were true just by looking at it.
Gu Yuxin walked over awkwardly and nervously, cupped his hands and said, "Senior brother!"
Si Xueyi smiled and said, "You kid, are you sure that I will pass by here?"
"No no."
Gu Yuxin quickly denied it.
Si Xueyi smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. It's okay if you calculate it accurately. You can continue to play. I'll go to the sect leader's hall first."
Passing the tea cup to Gu Yuxin, Si Xueyi continued to walk forward.
After a while, everyone else gathered around Gu Yuxin, staring at Si Xueyi's retreating back.
Gu Yuxin played with the tea cup and sighed softly, "Senior brother is just senior brother. It's not simple, it's really not simple."
"What do you say?"
Others quickly said curiously.
Gu Yuxin touched the bridge of his nose and said enigmatically, "Senior Brother Xueyi has an invisible aura when he moves around. It perfectly matches the surrounding clouds and mountains. There is something, something."
"Is it true or false?"
"Senior Brother Gu, what's going on?"
Everyone looked quickly, but after looking for a long time, they couldn't figure out what was going on.
"Slowly comprehend it. Senior brother's walking posture is enough for you to learn."
Gu Yuxin smiled mysteriously, turned around and ran away.
What's going on?
I haven't figured out how to make it up yet, so I'll leave it out first.
…
In the main hall of the sect, Si Xueyi once again met Feng Haoyu, the dean of Canglan College.
The other party was dressed in gray clothes, with long hair and beard, and there was a sharp and terrifying edge hidden in his cold and arrogant eyes.
When Feng Haoyu saw Si Xueyi, a smile appeared on his face and he said, "I waited for you for two days and you finally came. I have heard all the rumors."
Si Xueyi didn't waste any time and handed over the heads of the Hongbang evil cultivators that he had killed. Of course, Hua Ziyang's head was definitely indispensable.
Feng Haoyu's face was slightly startled, and he checked them one by one. When he saw Hua Ziyang's head, his expression became slightly complicated.
"Hua Ziyang was actually killed by you. He is the youngest among the evil cultivators in Cangxuan Palace's black list and has the highest talent. He will have the opportunity to attack the Dragon Vein within two years."
"Once he becomes Dragon Vein, he will completely become a climate, and Cangxuan Mansion will
I can’t trap him anymore.”
Feng Haoyu looked at Si Xueyi, with a look of shock in his eyes, and said, "But such a person actually died in your hands. It's really unbelievable."
Si Xueyi found a comfortable position and leaned on the chair, smiling and saying, "When I killed him, he seemed to have just been promoted to the Great Yuan Dan."
Feng Haoyu's pupils suddenly dilated, and he immediately said, "This is very shocking, but when I think it's you, it doesn't seem so strange."
As he spoke, he put away all the heads on the table, then took out the jade bottle and placed it on the table.
"This is your reward."
Si Xueyi stood up suddenly and leaned over, grabbing the jade bottle in the palm of her hand.
True dragon's blood!
Finally got it.
Si Xueyi breathed a sigh of relief. Faced with this true dragon's blood, he did not hide his desire at all.
"What quality?"
Si Xueyi did not open it, but looked at Feng Haoyu and asked.
Feng Haoyu said, "I don't have middle-grade ones. I really don't have top-grade ones. Don't think that dragon-blood monsters are just cabbage."
"enough."
Si Xueyi smiled and said that he had no intention of seeking high-grade dragon blood in Cangxuan Mansion.
Feng Haoyu hesitated and said, "Speaking of which...did you really use low-grade dragon blood to practice the Holy Dragon Pill?"
Low-grade dragon blood is considered a treasure in Cangxuan Mansion, but it is not considered a treasure in Feng Haoyu's eyes. After all, the bloodline is too complex.
Even the value of mid-grade dragon blood is far less than that of the three-hundred-year-old Thunder Emperor Grass.
What really shocked Feng Haoyu was that the Holy Dragon Pill was refined from low-grade dragon blood.
He didn't believe it before, but after Si Xueyi left, he really felt the lingering fragrance of the elixir in the alchemy room.
This is quite scary!
Once it is revealed, I am afraid that the entire Dongjing will be shocked.
Refining the Holy Dragon Pill from low-grade dragon blood is no longer simply turning waste into treasure, it is comparable to the miracle of turning stone into jade.
Si Xueyi raised her eyebrows slightly and said with a smile, "What, you want to learn? If you want to learn something, I can teach you."
Feng Haoyu was immediately shocked and lost his voice and said, "Is it really perfect?"
When he woke up, he shook his head and said, "I don't want to learn. You can't learn this. I've heard that the chance of refining the Holy Dragon Pill with high-grade dragon blood is very low. I've never heard that it can be done successfully with low-grade dragon blood."
"
Si Xueyi blinked and said with a smile, "It's true. After all, I was the protagonist nine hundred years ago."
Feng Haoyu was immediately furious when he heard this. This kid was playing tricks on him again.
He really didn't believe that Si Xueyi had refined the Holy Dragon Pill, at most it was a semi-finished product. As for the fact that he was the protagonist nine hundred years ago, he didn't believe a word of it.
"Take your time and guess, hahaha, I'll make the elixir first."
Si Xueyi laughed and was about to turn around and leave.
"Wait a moment."
Feng Haoyu stopped him, took out another jade bottle, and said seriously, "Take this?"
Si Xueyi asked curiously, "What is this?"
"High-quality dragon blood."
Feng Haoyu said calmly.
Si Xueyi was stunned immediately. After a while, he took it and sighed, "You old man, it's not easy to get some gold coins, but... thank you very much!"
He didn't say any nonsense, and bowed his hands solemnly. He remembered this kindness.
Feng Haoyu warned, "You can't refine the Holy Dragon Pill with low-grade dragon blood, and the chance of refining it with medium-grade dragon blood is not high. You, don't be too strong. Now is the time to lay the foundation. Don't take those semi-finished products and impurities."
There are too many, which may be effective in the short term, but may cause endless troubles!”
Si Xueyi couldn't laugh or cry, but she felt the sincere care from Feng Haoyu.
To be continued...