After half a month passed, Fang Chen's quick sword had strengthened a lot, and he could swing eight hundred swords in one breath, which was extremely powerful.

However, just when Fang Chen was about to concentrate on training, the bloody skeleton in the special space ring sent out a signal.

"Master, I need some magic pills to restore my strength."

Hearing the words of the bloody skeleton, Fang Chen thought for a moment, and then said: "What do you need, tell me, and I will get it for you."

Fang Chen also has his own plan. After all, the bloody skeleton is his trump card. Being stronger will be good for him.

The current bloody skeleton was severely damaged when all the forces in the Ancient Sword Continent destroyed the Huangquan Sect, and it has not fully recovered until now.

After a while, Fang Chen got a list and checked it carefully.

"By the way, are there any remnants of your Huangquan Sect alive?" Fang Chen asked.

"Master, many of the remnants of the Underworld Sect back then are hiding in the dark, and some are even sleeping. However, in recent years, many remnants of the Underworld Sect have been secretly doing things in an attempt to revive the Underworld Sect," said the bloody skull.

I learned from the bloody skull that this bloody skeleton was just one of the 108 captains of the Huangquan Sect in its heyday.

The Huangquan Sect has a strict hierarchy, and the sect leader is extremely powerful. Under the banner of the Huangquan Sect, there are one hundred and eight captains. Their strength is at the peak of the Qi Transformation Realm and they are invincible in the Qi Transformation Realm.

Of course, above the captain, there are seventy-two hall masters, and the strength of each hall master is a Qihai realm powerhouse.

It is said that above the seventy-two hall masters, there are thirty-six guardians. The strength of the guardians has surpassed the Qi Sea Realm and reached an unbelievable level.

After learning this, Fang Chen was a little stunned. He didn't expect that the Huangquan Sect in its heyday could be so tyrannical.

In addition to these, there are many evil powerful men in the Huangquan Sect. In short, the Huangquan Sect at that time almost controlled the Ancient Sword Continent.

"Master, please rest assured. The strong men above the captain level were all seriously injured in that battle. Most of them are sleeping now and have not yet woken up. Those who have woken up are some captains. They are actively summoning the hall master or even

Protector, I hope to revive the Underworld Sect." The bloody skeleton said.

Fang Chen nodded. If all the secretly sleeping members of the Huangquan Sect wake up, the Ancient Sword Continent will once again suffer a catastrophe. Fortunately, the only ones who are awake now are some captains.

"Are there any other captains within Qingfeng City?" Fang Chen asked.

"No more, but there are still two captains in Qingyun County. We have contacted each other before, but we have never met." The bloody skeleton said.

Fang Chen nodded and stopped asking. Instead, he left the Qingfeng Sword Sect and went to the Qingfeng Branch to find the elixir for the Bloody Skeleton.

Qingfeng City, Qingfeng Branch.

Every time the deacon elder saw Fang Chen, he was extremely excited.

But this time Fang Chen came to buy elixirs, and Fang Chen handed the elixir paper to the elder deacon.

The elder deacon checked it briefly and said: "There are a total of eighteen kinds of elixirs here. Our Qingfeng branch has seventeen kinds of elixirs. As for the last phantom elixir, our Qingfeng branch does not have it."

"No?" Fang Chen asked.

"The Magic Spirit Pill is a high-level ordinary pill. Only real alchemists, and those who are infinitely close to the alchemy master, can refine it. The small Qingfeng Branch will never have this kind of pill." The elder deacon said.

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"Okay, then you go find these pills first." Fang Chen said.

After a while, the deacon elder prepared all the elixirs, "a total of fifty thousand low-grade spiritual stones."

Fang Chen delivered 50,000 pieces of low-grade spiritual stones and took away all the elixirs.

Before leaving, the elder deacon suddenly thought of something and said immediately: "Mr. Fang, I suddenly thought of something, which may allow you to get the magic elixir."

"Say." Fang Chen stopped and asked.

"Although the Qingfeng Branch does not have the Phantom Pill, there is a great alchemist living in Qingfeng City, Master Qinghe. He is the only alchemist in Qingfeng City who can refine the Phantom Pill. If...

..." said the elder deacon.

When Fang Chen heard this, his eyes lit up and he immediately asked: "Where is Master Qinghe?"

"Master Qinghe is on the mountain peak in the deepest part of Qingfeng City." said the elder deacon.

After Fang Chen thanked him, he quickly left the Qingfeng branch and went to find Master Qinghe.

After a while, Fang Chen reached the top of the mountain peak, and saw that there were many warriors on the entire mountain peak, and it looked like a sea of ​​people.

"They are all here to ask Master Qinghe for help?" Fang Chen was a little confused.

"Brother, you are also here to ask Master Qinghe for help in refining the elixir, right?" At this moment, a warrior whispered.

"Not bad." Fang Chen said.

"You have seen this huge crowd of people. These warriors all want to ask Master Qinghe to refine elixirs for them, but...Master Qinghe's requirements are very demanding, and ordinary people cannot satisfy them." The warrior continued.

"Oh? Did any of these people succeed?" Fang Chen asked.

"Three days ago, a warrior succeeded, but in the past three days, no one has been able to impress Master Qinghe." The warrior said.

"What conditions does Master Qinghe need before he is willing to take action?" Fang Chen asked.

"Master Qinghe said that he will definitely take action when he meets someone with destiny. Of course, he will also give other warriors a chance. As long as someone can successfully pass his test, they can take action." The warrior said.

Fang Chen nodded. It seemed that Master Qinghe was quite famous. So many people wanted to ask him to refine elixirs for them.

"What is Master Qinghe's test?" Fang Chen asked.

"Master Qinghe tests his control over flames," the warrior said.

When Fang Chen heard this, he had the idea of ​​giving it a try, and then he walked towards the thatched hut on the mountain peak.

"He who comes, stop." Suddenly, a voice sounded. This was Master Qinghe's guard.

"I would like to ask Master Qinghe to refine an elixir for me." Fang Chen said respectfully.

"Master Qinghe is very busy and has no time," the guard said.

At this moment, a faint voice came.

"Let him come over." Master Qinghe said.

Fang Chen was overjoyed and walked up to Master Qinghe.

Master Qinghe is an old man with a white beard on his chin and a face full of wrinkles. He is dressed in luxurious clothes and has a unique aura about him.

"You know my rules, right?" Master Qinghe said.

"I know, I am willing to participate in Master Qinghe's test." Fang Chen said.

"Okay, then go and line up." Master Qinghe said.

Fang Chen looked around and saw that there were already nine people queuing up at Master Qinghe's place, and there were exactly ten people including him.

"Okay, now the ten of you will control the flames one by one." Master Qinghe said.

The first warrior took a step forward and started to control the flame according to Master Qinghe's words. His palm gently touched the flame.

However, the next moment he let out a miserable cry, unable to control the flames, and failed.

The second warrior still failed.

Time passed bit by bit, the first nine warriors all failed, and finally it was Fang Chen's turn.

Fang Chen walked up to a brazier, looked at the blazing fire, and gently pressed his palms on the flames.

Suddenly, a burning breath came, and Fang Chen couldn't help but want to scream.

However, at this moment, the golden heart beat rapidly, and the next moment Fang Chen couldn't feel the burning pain.

On the contrary, Fang Chen was actually able to control the flames.

The flames shuttled freely in Fang Chen's palm. Seeing this scene, Master Qinghe also showed a hint of surprise on his face.

"Okay, you passed." Master Qinghe said, "What elixir do you need me to refine?"

"Master Qinghe, I want a magic elixir." Fang Chen said with a smile.

"Okay, it will take three days to refine the magic elixir. You can wait here." Master Qinghe said.

Many warriors were envious of Fang Chen, but there was nothing they could do.

For the past three days, Fang Chen has been watching Master Qinghe refining the elixir.

Master Qinghe's refining technique shocked Fang Chen. Fang Chen felt shocked for the first time. Master Qinghe's control over the flame was really too strong.

When three days passed, Master Qinghe had finished refining the phantom elixir.

"This is the phantom elixir you want. Although I can help you refine the elixir, you have to pay a certain price." Master Qinghe stopped refining the elixir and said to Fang Chen.

"What price?"

"One hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones." Master Qinghe said: "However, if you can promise me one thing, the low-grade spiritual stones can be waived, and you can come to me to make elixirs at any time in the future."

"Um?"

Seeing Fang Chen's confused look, Master Qinghe said again: "Worship me as your teacher."

Upon hearing Master Qinghe's words, the entire mountain peak was in an uproar, and countless warriors were shocked.

Master Qinghe actually wants to accept Fang Chen as his disciple. This is definitely explosive information.

Master Qinghe is the best alchemist in Qingfeng City. He has never accepted a disciple, but he did not expect that he would accept one this time.

"Master Qinghe, why did you choose me?" Fang Chen asked.

"Because I have seen your talent in alchemy, especially the control of flames. A warrior who comes into contact with alchemy for the first time can do this step. There are not many, or even very few." Master Qinghe said.

Fang Chen thought for a moment and finally rejected Master Qinghe's request.

"Sorry, Master Qinghe, I still have to focus on cultivation for the time being and cannot agree to your request."

Fang Chen's words caused a chorus of exclamations. Unexpectedly, there were still people who refused Master Qinghe's request to become a disciple.

Fang Chen took out 100,000 pieces of low-grade spiritual stones, took away the phantom spirit pill, and then left the mountain peak.

Seeing Fang Chen's leaving figure, something strange flashed across Master Qinghe's eyes.
Chapter completed!