"Hmph, what's going on with these two guys? Did they just look like they were bribed?" Chu Huaiqing looked at the two brothers who hurriedly left Yicheng Stone House with joy, and couldn't help but feel annoyed.

He intended to mention the matter about Fu Zhen in front of these two brothers two days ago. When he saw the two of them full of hatred expressions, he was secretly happy, but now he didn't expect that this would end.

Chu Huaiqing couldn't come forward by himself now, so he cursed inwardly, then turned around and left in anger.

In the next few days, Yi Cheng deliberately wandered around the place where Qian Duoduo and Ma were imprisoned. Unexpectedly, the guards here were not severe, but two Jinyan tribe members who were in the Tribulation Period were guarding.

Although it is not difficult to save the two, Yi Cheng didn't know where Luo Xia was now, so he didn't dare to alert the enemy, so he could only go back for the time being and then take action after finding out about Luo Xia.

What Yi Cheng didn't expect was that on the fifth day of his arrival here, Yuwen Rong actually came here.

"Brother Fu, how is his injury?" Yuwen Rong asked with great concern.

"Some minor injuries are no longer in the way. Thank you Brother Yuwen for your concern!" Yi Cheng had no disgust towards Yuwen Rong and said thank you.

"It's good that it's okay. Today I come here to see Brother Fu's injuries, and then I want Brother Fu to meet some friends. Although our treatment in this Jinyan Tribe is not bad, we are outsiders after all, and we can support each other on weekdays and it's safer to be able to support each other."[

Hearing this, Yi Cheng's favor for Yu Wenrong increased a little.

According to his own strength, Yuwen Rong did not seem to have to deliberately please him, so he did this entirely due to his temperament, but he was a friend worth making.

Although the conflict between Yi Cheng and the Jinyan Tribe is inevitable, it may not be an enemy with Yu Wen Rong.

In addition, Yi Cheng also thought that he would know more people, which might be of great help to his subsequent actions. At least he could learn more about the news and see if he could find out Luo Xia's whereabouts.

"Thank you, Brother Yuwen. I was about to visit all the fellow Taoists here. I wonder where the party was?" Yi Cheng asked hurriedly.

"Let's go, there is a small gathering hall here, where we often do some transactions or exchanges. Today, most foreign monks will go, and even some tribe members of the Jinyan Tribe will come to participate. Not to mention, there are many eighth-grade elixirs suitable for us to practice. Since we came here, there are not shortages of spiritual herbs. Unfortunately, there are too few eighth-grade alchemists. The eighth-grade alchemists of the Jinyan Tribe can count them with one finger, and they are all in the Mahayana stage, so we can only count the seventh-grade alchemists here!"

Yuwen Rong said as he walked outside.

After hearing this, Yi Cheng felt aroused his heart. He could work hard on this and get more news with these people in a short time. The identity of an alchemist is a shortcut.

Although searching for souls is simpler, Yi Cheng doesn't know who knows the specific situation, and searching for souls also has certain risks. If you encounter a slightly stronger spiritual sense and reveal your strength, you can't kill someone here to silence your mouth, it will inevitably leak out. This is not worth the effort!

After flying with Yuwen Rong for a moment, Yi Chengru came to a hall hundreds of feet tall. At this time, four or five hundred people had gathered there, and cultivators were constantly entering.

It is said that there are 1,500 outsiders in this Jinyan tribe, and at least 1,000 people will arrive at this gathering.

Seeing Yuwen Rong and Yi Cheng enter the hall at the same time, many people immediately came forward to say hello. Obviously, regardless of their life experience, Yuwen Rong is the most deserving person here.

Yuwen Rong never tires about introducing Yi Cheng to everyone, which makes the monks who didn't care much about Yi Cheng different. Who is this? Why did he just come here and feel like Yuwen Rong's old friend.

At this time, many alchemists had already taken out their pills. Although most of them were only seventh grade, they were still sold out and they were not more precious medicinal materials.

Here, the seventh grade medicinal materials are not valuable, and only the eighth grade spiritual medicine can be used.[

"Master Liao Dan is here, Master Liao Dan is here. Hurry up, no matter how slow you are, you won't have a chance to grab the pill." Some monk shouted, and immediately hundreds of people rushed towards the door, surrounding the four monks.

Yi Cheng also took a curious look, but he didn't expect that it was Chu Huaiqing and three cultivators from the Changsheng Sect who came together.

And who was the monk who traded a bottle of eight-grade pills at a high price in the center with a smile, is also an acquaintance of Yi Cheng, Liao Qichang.

Yi Cheng and he worked with him to refine alchemy for Mo Ge, but he did not expect that Mo Ge was a wolf and wanted to murder several people. In the end, the other three alchemy masters died. Liao Qichang relied on Liao Fan's divine thoughts to shake the formation and took the opportunity to use the flower-transferring talisman to let his junior sister give him one for him, but Yi Cheng was so despised.

Unexpectedly, he would meet Liao Qichang here, and he also advanced to the early stage of tribulation, and his alchemy skills reached the eighth level. It seems that although this guy has a poor character, his talent is not weak. Even in Bailing Sect, there are not many eighth level alchemists in the early stage of tribulation.

After finally selling out thirty or forty bottles of elixirs, Liao Qichang and others walked out of the crowd.

"Brother Yuwen is so early, oh, Brother Fu is here too. I went to find Brother Fu, but I didn't expect Brother Fu to come!" Chu Huaiqing greeted Yuwen Rong and Yi Cheng with a kind smile.

"I happened to come here, so I took Brother Fu along the way. Master Liao Dan made a lot of money this time. Hey, I really envious of those of us who can't refine alchemy!" Yu Wen Rong answered politely to the two of them.

"Brother Yuwen is joking, it's just making some hard money. If I have the talent of you, what else can I learn alchemy?" Liao Qichang said, taking out a bottle of elixir from the storage ring and handing it to Yuwen Rong.

"Master Liao Dan is intent, thank you!" Yu Wenrong obviously knew that Liao Qichang would reserve a bottle of pills for himself, so he didn't refuse, but he still had to pay for the spiritual grass, and he couldn't do anything clingy and cheap.

Liao Qichang already knew Yuwen Rong's personality, so he didn't say anything for free and put away the spirit grass.

"Junior Brother Liao, this is Brother Fu that I told you. By the way, are there any elixirs left? I'll give you a bottle of it for Brother Fu to use!" Chu Huaiqing smiled and introduced Yi Cheng to Liao Qichang, but Yi Cheng felt disgusting no matter how he looked at it. He didn't forget about this guy deliberately leaking his news to the brothers with two ears.

"Senior brother, why didn't you say it earlier? I've sold out all the pills just now and there are no eighth grades. Otherwise, there are a few bottles of seventh grade pills here, Brother Fu will use them first. When the next batch of pills is refined, you must reserve them for Brother Fu in advance." After hearing this, Yi Cheng didn't know that the brothers had already agreed to make it ugly for him.

But Yi Cheng just watched the two perform like an idiot.

"No need!" Yi Cheng was too lazy to say anything.

"Brother Fu, although these seventh-grade pills are a little lower, they are better than taking spiritual herbs directly!" Chu Huaiqing was still very worried and would not feel satisfied if he didn't take any harm.

Yuwen Rong is not a fool, and he is extremely smart. At this time, his brows couldn't help but frown. These two people were a little too much. After all, it was the trouble he invited Yi Cheng himself, and Chu Huaiqing's mind was too small.

"Brother Fu, please take this first. My cultivation level has improved very slowly now. It doesn't matter if you have more bottles or less!" Yu Wen Rong took out the pills in his hand and sent them to Yi Cheng.

Seeing this, Yi Cheng glanced at Yuwen Rong, and then laughed: "Hahaha, thank you Brother Yuwen for your kindness. You have made a promise, but even if you want to give elixirs, I should give it to Brother Yuwen. There is an alchemist there that accepts elixirs given to others."

Yi Cheng said as he took out a bottle of pill from the storage ring and put it on Yuwen Rong's hand.

"Fellow Daoist Fu is also an eighth-grade alchemist?" Yu Wen Rong was also stunned, then looked at the quality of the pill in his hand, and his eyes were shocked. At that time, he closed the pill without saying what it was.

Yuwen Rong took the pill and didn't say anything, but looked at the disciple of the Changsheng Sect who had not yet come back to his senses from his surprise.

"Are you an eighth-grade alchemist?" Chu Huaiqing asked Yi Cheng in disbelief.

"It's just an eighth grade primary level. I'm already in the middle of the tribulation, and I can't compare with my junior brother's talent. However, if Brother Liao is too busy one day, Brother Chu needs elixirs, just come to me directly. Don't worry, I won't use the seventh grade elixir to perfunctory Brother Chu!" Yi Cheng said mercilessly. Chu Huaiqing's successive provocations have caused Yi Cheng to have murderous intent.

Hearing Yi Cheng's words, Yuwen Rong's mouth was a little unchecked, it was strange that the early stage of the eighth grade was!

But Chu Huaiqing, together with Liao Qichang and the two middle-level junior brothers behind him, were all in a difficult way to see the extreme expression. Now, thinking about how idiotic his previous actions were, like a clown!

"No need!" Chu Huaiqing said coldly, then hugged Yuwen Rong and took his junior brother away. Now he even knew what Yi Cheng would look at his hiding place that day. The eighth-grade alchemist would never have worse spiritual consciousness than him, or even stronger.

There were still many monks around Yi Cheng and the others just now. When they heard their conversation, they immediately understood that the monk Yu Wenrong brought was actually an eighth-grade alchemist. No wonder Yu Wenrong was so polite.

Immediately, many people came forward to get close to Yicheng's set. The eighth-grade alchemist is now more popular than the late-stage cultivator of the tribulation.

Although Yi Cheng didn't like this kind of thing, he still dealt with it with a smile in order to save others.

Yuwen Rong retreated at this time and looked at Yi Cheng among the crowd with inquiring eyes.

"Fu Zhen, who are you? Why do I feel the more I look at you more and more difficult?" He is still a top eight-grade alchemist. He only has the middle stage of tribulation. He has never heard of such a person even in the Wine Saint Realm!

Yi Cheng became the focus of the whole party, even those people from the Golden Flame Tribe were no exception, eighth-grade alchemist, only five Mahayana clan elders were among their clans, and how could those people have the time to refine pills for them?

During this period, you can often get some eighth-grade elixirs here, but the effect is much higher than taking spiritual medicine directly.

Since this time, Yicheng's stone house has been visited by people, and they all come to ask Yicheng to refine elixirs.

However, Yi Cheng cannot spend all his time on alchemy, so most of them say that they will not be sold until the party is held, and only a few Yi Cheng will be refined as soon as possible.

Many of these people are cultivators of the Tribulation Period of the Jinyan Tribe.
Chapter completed!