At noon, Huang Feiyu arrived at Dan Peak alone by his sword.

When he was in the air, he glanced down. There was no one on the vast grass below, but the mud pit in the middle was bigger.

It seems that Junior Sister Li has worked hard again these two days. He thought to himself, but for some reason, he did not practice physical training today.

He stopped straight to the wooden house, went up to knock on the door, and shouted, "Is Uncle Qin at home?"

After a while, there was a movement in the corridor upstairs. A girl with wheat-colored skin poked her head out of the railing and said coldly: "The master is in the research building."

When Huang Feiyu heard the movement, he took two steps back and looked up to see that the girl who was poking her head out was Li Shiyin. He smiled and was about to say hello, but he took a closer look inadvertently. Suddenly, his smile froze, his pupils shrank, and his words were interrupted by himself.

"In the early stage of foundation building...Great perfection!!!?"

when?!

If he remembers correctly, at noon the day before yesterday, this junior sister named Li Shiyin had not yet established her foundation.

But what happened in two days? Not only did she succeed in building the foundation, she is also about to break through the middle stage of building the foundation! Although she knows that Li Shiyin has laid a good foundation, but...

Huang Feiyu still couldn't understand.

"Junior Sister Li!" But he was Huang Feiyu after all, so he quickly adjusted his mentality and smiled at Li Shiyin, "I came to find Uncle Qin to receive the Ice Condensation Pill, I hope it won't disturb you."

"No." Li Shiyin looked down at him from a high place, looked at the research building on the other side of the river, and said, "The master is in the building there, you can go there to find him...

She paused and said, "You can also come in and wait for him for a while."

Huang Feiyu thought for a while and replied, "I think the uncle has something important to me, so it's not easy to disturb me. I'd better wait for a while!"

Li Shiyin nodded, her figure disappeared in the corridor, and then her footsteps moved to the left. Huang Feiyu knew that it was about to go downstairs.

He waited for a while, and the door in front of him was opened, revealing Li Shi's tall figure.

He looked carefully and said to himself: "If the skin is white enough, Junior Sister Li's appearance may be comparable to Tian Wenjin."

"Please!" Li Shiyin moved away and signaled him to enter the room.

"Thank you, junior sister." Huang Feiyu nodded and walked into the house, saying in his heart that this junior sister was really cold as frost, her voice was as cold as ice, and she was completely arrogant.

"Sit for a while, the master should come over soon." Li Shiyin pointed to the sofa and asked again, "What are you drinking? Tea? Soda? Boiled water?"

"You don't have to be busy with your junior sister." Huang Feiyu replied, thinking again, what is soda? I really want to try it.

He looked into the living room and complimented, "Uncle Master's living room is decorated with ulterior motives."

"Yeah." Li Shiyin nodded, she thought so too.

Huang Feiyu walked to the sofa and took two steps. He suddenly stood still. Looking at Zhuifeng sleeping on the sofa, his eyes became empty, and he asked, "That... is that Xuanming Linghu?"

"Yes." Li Shiyin responded casually.

"Xuanming Linghu!" Huang Feiyu was shocked, his expression changed rapidly on his face, and finally he burst into laughter and tentatively said, "I don't know if my junior sister knows that the night before yesterday, a Xuanming Linghu passed by the mountain gate."

"I rested early and didn't pay attention." Li Shiyin didn't want to speak, so she dealt with it like this.

Huang Feiyu looked at Li Shiyin quietly and thought to himself that he was so cunning.

He sat down on one side of the sofa, far away from the Chasing Wind on the other side. Xuanming Linghu was a terrifying monster, and he had some not very wonderful memories.

So the Xuanming Linghu cub was very good. He organized the language and continued to test:

"The Xuanming Spirit Tiger can swallow and spit out darkness, which is very terrible. She chased lightning that night..."

"Bang!"

As he was talking, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Qin Ran walked in from outside with a gloomy face.

Huang Feiyu's heart was thrilled, he stopped quickly, stood up, and bowed to Qin Ran: "Uncle Master."

After studying death for a morning, Qin Ran had some problems with his mental state. As soon as he opened the door, he felt unhappy when he saw Huang Feiyu. He turned around and looked up on the vast lawn and said intimately: "It should be set up a mountain protection formation, otherwise my Dan Peak will become a public toilet. Come when you want to come, and leave when you want to go."

Thinking of this, he glanced at Huang Feiyu and said, "Is it you here?"

"Just arrived just now..." Huang Feiyu's cultivation was very high and his posture was very low. He thought to himself, why are the faces of these two masters and apprentices colder than the other?

Qin Ran knew what Huang Feiyu was here for, so he took out a porcelain bottle impatiently and threw it to him from the air, saying, "Twenty, medium-quality."

This ice condensation pill was made by him yesterday afternoon.

Huang Feiyu took the porcelain bottle, wiped the jade seal and saw that the elixirs inside were blue and were burning with cold air. It was not comparable to the waste pills he bought at the Zhisan Valley street stall that day. He was overjoyed. Uncle Qin's alchemy skills were even higher than he thought.

He hurriedly thanked, "Thank you, uncle."

"Yes." Qin Ran nodded, looked at him, waiting for something.

Huang Feiyu knew it and quickly took out a bag of spirit stones, took it over and presented it to him with both hands, and said, "This is the cost of refining elixirs, please accept it."

Qin Ran is now very poor at using spirit stones, so he reached out to take them and tried them. There were about three hundred spirit stones in the bag. With Huang Feiyu's previous deposit, this time, he earned 400 spirit stones alone.

If you should say it, this is alchemy, an excellent job of making money. Again, alchemists are not poor, except for Qin Ran, who is a dead house.

Just like the special pill such as Ice Condensation Pill, there are twenty inferior quality and five hundred spirit stones; if the technology is good, twenty medium quality and at least one thousand spirit stones. And the raw materials may be just a dozen spirit stones.

This is called robbing money, and someone else begging the alchemist to rob his money.

The raw materials for this alchemy were Huang Feiyu, and Qin Ran was only responsible for refining. He charged four hundred spirit stones just for the processing fee... and Huang Feiyu had to accept other people's favors because Huang Feiyu knew that this was the price of friendship.

As for the unused raw materials... it is a reflection of the alchemist's skills and is what others deserve.

Although I was in a bad mood, I now raised a stupid disciple and needed spiritual stones. Qin Ran still said: "If you need to refine elixirs in the future, you can ask me to refine it. If you have a pill recipe, you won't charge any money."

"Yes!" Huang Feiyu was waiting for this sentence, and hurriedly responded with a smile.

He held the Ice Condensing Pill, a little anxious, and said, "Uncle Master, since I have the Ice Condensing Pill, I will only have Shuanghan's sword technique. Brothers, wait, I have to leave first."

"You have a short time, please give yourself." Qin Ran made way and asked Huang Feiyu to go out.

Huang Feiyu came out, summoned the flying sword, stepped on it, flew into the air, suddenly stopped, turned around, and shouted: "Uncle Master..."

Qin Ran went out, looked up at him, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"How did you get that Xuanming Spirit Tiger?" Huang Feiyu asked.

Qin Ran was silent and refused to answer.

Huang Feiyu continued, "The night before yesterday, a Xuanming Spirit Tiger chased the Thunder-Yingnik and passed by the sect. Can the uncle know?"

"Yes." Qin Ran nodded.

"Does that uncle know why?"

Why? Qin Ran thought about it, but didn't understand it. The Xuanming Spirit Tiger is a level seven demon king, a existence comparable to the US dollar infancy stage. How could it be like an ordinary tiger chasing its prey to human territory? This is unreasonable.

But he was too lazy to think so much and too lazy to explore so much.

Now that Huang Feiyu has asked this, he must have known the inside story, so he waited for him to answer.

"There is a strange movement deep in the Hengduan Mountains." Huang Feiyu said to him.
Chapter completed!