Tiandan Pavilion, outside the alchemy room.

"It's been two hours. Can Brother Yang do it?"

Murong Yuntian couldn't sit still anymore and paced back and forth anxiously.

"If Brother Yang Fan doesn't do it, can you do it?"

"Can you be quieter? Don't disturb Brother Yang Fan!"

Murong Bing gave Murong Yuntian a look in anger and scolded him.

“Hey hey hey hey!”

"Bing'er, I'm your cousin after all. Can you stop scolding me like a child? I want face too, okay!"

Murong Yuntian curled his lips: "It is said that the water poured out by a married girl. Before you poured out the basin of water, you started to turn your elbows out. It's true!"

"You...what are you talking nonsense!"

"I'm not yet an adult, so why not marry? Even if I marry Brother Yang Fan, it will be three years later. You...you'll talk nonsense, be careful that I will complain to Brother Yang Fan!"

Murong Bing's pretty face turned red and she said angrily.

"No!"

"Bing'er, I was wrong. I was just kidding you. Why did you take it seriously?"

Upon hearing this, Murong Yuntian suddenly became timid and quickly smiled.

As the saying goes, it is not unreasonable that the secretary is not a big official and the pillow is easy to speak!

Although Murong Bing is not a secretary and Yang Fan is not a boss, just by their relationship, as long as you say a few words, you may be in trouble!

"snort!"

Murong Bing snorted coldly and ignored Murong Yuntian again.

And at this time.

The closed Danfang suddenly opened the door.

Yang Fan walked out of it and his brows frowned!

"Brother Yang!"

"Brother Yang Fan!"

Murong Bing and Murong Yuntian were happy and hurriedly walked forward, but when they saw Yang Fan's face, their hearts sank and said carefully: "Brother, you..."

Could it be a failure?

"Young Young Master, failed?"

The elder didn't know where he came out and said with a wry smile:

"I just said that this Bodhi pill has been lost. Is it an absolute... Bodhi pill?"

Before he could finish his words, Yang Fan raised his palm.

At the moment, the pill with five pill patterns appeared in the palm!

That is the Bodhi Pill!

"It's made?"

The elder widened his eyes and rubbed his eyes hard, his voice trembling:

"This... this is really a Bodhi pill! Xiaoyou Yang, can I let me see this Bodhi pill with my own eyes?"

He couldn't believe that Yang Fan had actually refined this Bodhi pill!

"Can."

Yang Fan smiled slightly and handed over the pill.

But his eyebrows were still tightening, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Brother Yang, are you really an alchemist? Oh my god! You are too strong!"

Murong Yuntian was very excited and was excited about finding such a great brother.

If you go out to brag again in the future, are you afraid that you will not have any materials?

In a word: My elder brother is a spiritual elixir!

Blow it out directly!

There are more materials than bragging for a year.

"Brother Yang Fan, you are so awesome!"

Murong Bing also said very admiringly.

Yang Fan smiled slightly and didn't say anything.

"My friend Yang, you really surprised me. This Bodhi pill has been lost for hundreds of years and has not been refined successfully so far. I didn't expect you to succeed once, it's really..."

The veteran general Bodhi Pill was returned to Yang Fan, but he didn't know what to say.

"If the elders want to learn, I can hand over the complete refining method to you."

Yang Fan smiled and shook his head and said.

"This is true?"

Hearing this, the elder was immediately excited.

He wanted to say this just now, but the alchemy recipe is the foundation of an alchemist. Yang Fan might be the alchemist who became famous with Bodhi Pill. How could it be passed down from outside?

So he didn't say anything.

But now, Yang Fan actually mentioned it on his own initiative!

"Of course it's true."

Yang Fan smiled and nodded, taking out the refining method that had been prepared:

"I, Yang Fan, are not a person who knows how to be favored. The veterans used to remind me of the risk of being targeted. I remember this favor in my heart."

"Thank you, my friend!"

Upon hearing this, the elder's face was complicated and then said:

"I didn't understand why Lord Yang wanted to be my guest minister of Tiandan Pavilion, but now, I understand!"

Not only did he understand, but he was convinced!

Yang Fan is evil enough and has a very good character!

"Guest Master of Tiandan Pavilion?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, and Murong Bing and Murong Yuntian behind him were excited:

"Brother Yang, please agree to the elder! If you become the guest minister of Tiandan Pavilion, you will be very powerful!"

But Yang Fan did not rush to agree, but smiled curiously: "Old, I wonder what conditions would I have if I became this guest minister?"

"Hahaha, of course there are conditions, but my friend has already reached this condition, that is, the level of alchemy has reached the level of alchemy master!"

The elder smiled and said, "Of course, you don't have to worry. Being a guest minister in Tiandan Pavilion will not have any restraints on you, but will only benefit you!"

"The guest minister of Tiandan Pavilion, whoever is in any Tiandan Pavilion branch can enjoy the same treatment, and any medicinal material will be priced at the cost!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan was a little moved!

"Since that's the case, then I will be this guest?"

Yang Fan smiled slightly, and he couldn't find a reason to refuse.

"Of course there is no problem!"

Upon hearing this, the veteran took out the prepared guest robe and identity medal of Tiandan Pavilion and handed it to Yang Fan.

The robe of the guest of Tiandan Pavilion is different from that of the elders. The overall color is mainly blue, and it exudes a fresh fragrance of medicine!

"Qingshen Silk?"

Yang Fan took the robe, and the treasure appraisal pupils were opened on his own initiative. The material and effect of the robe appeared in his mind, which shocked him!

Unexpectedly, his treasure appraisal pupils actually evolved!

Could it be because of the second half of the treasure appraisal record?

"good."

"This robe is made of Qingshen silk. It is produced by a kind of Qingshen insect called Qingshen, which can play a role in calming the mind and clearing the spirit. It is a rare treasure for alchemists."

The elder was a little surprised and nodded and explained.

"Thank you."

Yang Fan was not polite either. He took the Qingshen robe and bowed with a smile.

"Haha, now we are a family, why bother to say these two?"
To be continued...