Wang Dachun looked at these Western alchemists with bad expressions and couldn't help but change his expression. Could these people be a group of gay men?

I'm not good at this.

Everyone looked at Wang Dachun for a while. One of the old men with gray beard and gray hair named Andrei smiled and said, "The boy from Dongfang is interesting. Start today. Let's start with Dan Tong!"

It turned out that these people thought Wang Dachun was young and an oriental, so they surrounded him and looked at him. Many people had never seen an oriental before, and they thought it was very strange.

The old man even regarded him as an alchemy apprentice.

Wang Dachun grinned, "Dan Tong? Do you have any misunderstandings?" It seems that Stevenson has not communicated well!

Andre glanced at Wang Dachun, "What are you doing if you don't be a Dan Tong? Do you want to reach the sky in one step!"

Wang Dachun had no choice but to spread his hands, "I think you misunderstood something. I am an alchemist. I am here to help the sect refine alchemy, not an apprentice."

"What! Are you an alchemist? First-grade or second-grade?" Everyone was shocked. Wang Dachun was so young and was an alchemist. It seemed that his talent was good!

Wang Dachun shrugged, "Seventh grade."

"What!" Everyone opened their mouths wide, and their eyes almost fell out. The highest one on their side was only the seventh-grade alchemy master. Wang Dachun was so young and was a seventh-grade one? He couldn't learn even if he started to learn from his mother's womb.

Andrei sipped the teeth, "Are you sure it's not the first grade but the seventh grade?"

Wang Dachun spread his hands, "I want to be low-key, but my strength doesn't allow it." After the words came, Wang Dachun took out the seventh-grade alchemist qualification certificate with a hand.

"Damn it! It's really a seventh grade."

"Ah...the seventh-grade god-level??!"

"Oh, my God!"

When everyone saw the word "God-level" on the seventh-grade certificate, they were collectively petrified. The seventh-grade certificate was already very terrifying, but they were actually the seventh-grade god-level?

How could this make them old alchemist with gray beards and hair live?

Wang Dachun put on the qualification certificate and said lightly: "You believe it now. Who has the highest level of alchemist on your side? If you don't believe it, I'll take a gamble with him."

Everyone pushed Andre.

Andre is an old man with all his eyebrows and hair, now he is over 2,000 years old. He is a seventh-grade top-grade alchemy master and has represented the highest level of alchemy in Tiancheng.

Andrei looked at Wang Dachun with a burning look, "What's your name? How old is this year?"

"My name is Wang Dachun, I am twenty-five years old this year."

When Andrey heard this, he trembled all over and almost foamed at the mouth. He became a seventh-grade alchemist at the age of 25, and he was at the level of god. He lived for more than two thousand years to reach the seventh-grade level. It seems that he has lived to be a dog over the years.

"My name is Andre. This year... I am over 2,000 years old. As for how many years I am, I have forgotten it myself."

Wang Dachun grinned, he was over two thousand years old, this old man is so old!

This must be read as a fantasy novel in the secular world.

Andrei grabbed Wang Dachun's hand and said excitedly: "Finally there is a seventh-grade alchemist, so someone can finally share some pressure for me."

Wang Dachun was puzzled, "What does it mean?"

Andrei hugged Wang Dachun's shoulder, "Little brother, that's it. Our elixir houses have indicators. How many indicators must be completed for each level of elixir every month."

Wang Dachun's expression changed, "What will happen if I can't finish this?"

Andrei lowered his voice and said, "The salary will be deducted at the least, and the punishment will be imposed at the worst."

Wang Dachun frowned, "Punishment? How to punish?"

Andre pulled Wang Dachun aside, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes and said, "It's just to be beaten."

"What!" Wang Dachun's expression changed slightly. It was simply incredible. Alchemists from other sects were treated as treasures. If the alchemists here could not complete the task, would they be beaten?

Do you really treat the alchemists as slaves?

"No, why is this happening? Do you still have motivation to work like this?" This method of forced labor will definitely make people feel grudges in their hearts. Who will refine alchemy for them?

Andre sighed, "You have to be motivated if you don't want to live, okay, I've said enough, brother, you should take care of yourself in the future."

Wang Dachun said: "Now I'm here, the indicators of the seventh-grade alchemist must have changed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Andrei received a message and couldn't help but his face changed.

"What's wrong with Andre?" Wang Dachun asked.

Andre sighed, "Sure enough, the amount of alchemy doubled, you guessed it, and you also asked you to refine a furnace of god-level pills every week."

Wang Dachun snorted, "This is treating us as elixir slaves!"

"Shh!" Andre looked around and whispered: "The voice is a little bit smaller, those people know that they will definitely put on small shoes for us."

The people he was talking about were referring to those who were surveillance in secret. Wang Dachun felt carefully and found that there were traces of snooping breath. It seemed that the entire Dan Room was being monitored.

Wang Dachun quickly lowered his voice, "Uncle Andrei, what's going on? Why is the Danfang being monitored?"

Andre sighed and sent a voice transmission: "Don't mention it, most of the alchemists in our alchemy room were deceived by the Tianhuo, and some even used forced means to capture the alchemists. They asked us to be their alchem ​​slaves and refine alchemists for them for generations."

Speaking of this, Andrei was very angry. In other sects, none of them were respected by others and were worshipped as ancestors, but when they got here, they became alchemy slaves, which was simply outrageous!

"Why don't we rebel? Fuck him! Wherever there is oppression, there will be resistance."

Wang Dachun's eyes flashed. It seemed that this Tianhuo was indeed not a good thing. These alchemists were so oppressed. See if they could instigate them by themselves. It would be best to use it for the Emperor Realm Academy.

"Rebellion? How is that possible! We are not enough to be stuck in our teeth. Alas, little brother, since we come, let's be at ease, and make good use of elixirs in the future." Andrei glanced at Wang Dachun sympathetically. He was not much older than Wang Dachun when he came to Tianhuo. Now he has been trapped here for thousands of years.

"How many alchemists are there?" Wang Dachun asked.

Andrei said: "There are about two thousand alchemists, and there are five or six thousand alchemists, why do you ask this?"

"Oh, nothing, I'll just ask."
Chapter completed!