Regarding what these guys said, Yang Di had the urge to beat them up. He is right here, and your sister actually said bad things in front of me!
Xuelin couldn't help but laugh and almost laughed. Those people didn't know that the real owner they belittled was here.
However, in order to avoid causing more trouble to Yang Di, Guliang was very perfunctory when translating those words and allowed those people to complain.
The pretty female zombie seemed to be quite interested as well. She smoothed her long snow-white hair, her empty eyes flashed in the dark circles, and she joked: "Where is that person now? It would be great if I could catch him!"
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Hearing this, Yang Di almost spat out blood. Damn it, what kind of world is this? Even a zombie was trying to hit her.
He asked angrily: "Sister Zombie, don't you have the art of alchemy? Moreover, you are an alchemist from ancient times. You should disdain the person you are today, right?"
Xuelin was surprised and guessed someone's intention, and immediately translated for him according to the original words.
The female zombie said calmly: "In terms of the profoundness of the inheritance of alchemy and the knowledge of alchemy, that person is naturally nothing in the eyes of this lady. It's just that you don't know. Now, even if the three of us have superb alchemy skills,
But due to this lifeless body, I have more ambition than strength."
"Why?" Yang Di asked quickly.
The female zombie glanced at him and didn't understand why the brat asked so many questions, but she still explained a little coldly: "Fire is needed to refine medicine, but the body of the undead is afraid of fire, and it is difficult to control a powerful fire source in the body.
It’s a fatal flaw!”
Yang Di suddenly realized, yes, this is definitely the case. Almost any kind of undead hates light and fire, and letting the source of fire exist in the body feels a bit like seeking death.
But as an alchemist, if you can't get close to the source of fire, you are basically useless. No matter how superb your alchemy skills are, it will be useless.
Mentioning this female zombie was obviously a bit sad, and she sighed: "I used to have the highly transformed Suzaku Lihuo, but after it fell, in order to avoid the destruction of both body and soul, I had to give it away..."
"Suzaku Lihuo!" Yang Di was shocked. When this woman was alive, she actually had a ball of the tenth-ranked innate true fire, and it was also the highly transformed Zhuque Lihuo.
Yang Di is no stranger to this kind of fire, because the Feng family also has a group of Suzaku Lihuo, but it has not transformed much.
It is conceivable that this woman must have been a wizard alchemist in their time, because there were many alchemists in that era, and it was difficult to get a ball of innate true fire.
"Sister Zombie, if you want to capture that person, do you want to accept him as your apprentice?" Lu Yufan asked nervously.
This problem makes Yang Di very painful.
As a result, the female zombie's response made him even more distressed. The female zombie said coldly: "Apprentice? Does he have the qualifications? Being my alchemy servant is more than enough."
Yang Di took a deep breath and pretended not to hear.
However, the words of the female zombie made many monks present have their minds twisted. Even at this juncture, some people are still obsessed with the inheritance of alchemy and hope to get the inheritance from the female zombie.
A handsome man smiled respectfully and said: "If this young lady can pass on the alchemy inheritance to me, I will definitely repay you if you need me."
As soon as he said these words, everyone was immediately despised. It was so shameless. Was he trying to lust after a female zombie?
Unexpectedly, there were not a few people who had this intention, and many people rushed to recommend themselves.
In addition to wanting to inherit the alchemy method, they are obviously using their brains, because if they have a master-disciple relationship with this female zombie, to a certain extent, the follow-up will probably be safer.
However, their intention is obviously extremely ridiculous in the eyes of female zombies and other undead.
The green-faced Yin corpse among the three undead alchemists sneered unceremoniously: "You guys are just a bunch of trash, do you want to be an alchemist?"
Such straightforward contempt made the faces of the group of people who had volunteered just now freeze, and their faces turned red.
This is too humiliating, but so what, do they dare to talk back?
On the other hand, the sexy undead woman chuckled and couldn't help but glance at Yang Di, playfully saying: "Mansha, I think this idea is not bad. This young man's soul power is not weak, and he seems to be able to satisfy you alchemists.
conditions of!"
"Him?" The female zombie also looked sideways. After staring for a few times, she nodded and said, "Yes, this little thief has enough soul power to become an alchemist."
Although the other two undead alchemists had great contempt for the many monks, they all agreed. They felt that if they really wanted to do this, that person would be quick with the material, and the others were not qualified at all.
The three undead alchemists were all lost in thought, and then gathered together to whisper. The proposal of the sexy undead woman obviously moved them a little.
No matter how glorious they were in the past, now that they are dead after all, there is no point in cherishing them anymore, and the entire ghost ship currently has this need.
In the end, under the guidance of the sexy undead woman, the three undead alchemists unanimously decided to train Yang Di to become an alchemist.
The female zombie said a little arrogantly: "Little thief, you are in luck. Call me master, and we can make you the second alchemist of this era!"
Hearing these words, everyone around him was extremely envious of Yang Di, and even a little jealous, secretly cursing where this kid came from for being able to have such bad luck.
However, after hearing this, Yang Di's face darkened and he glared: "Master?"
"That's right, your qualifications are very average and you can only become our servant!" The green-faced Yin Zhi snorted. Although he decided to train Yang Di, the look in his eyes clearly showed that he only regarded Yang Di as a tool.
Regarding this attitude, let alone Yang Di, who is already an alchemist, even if he is not, he cannot accept it.
Yang Di became furious on the spot and said angrily: "I won't do it!"
"Pfft!" All the monks were dumbfounded. They did not expect that this young man was so awesome. Not only was he not attracted by the alchemy inheritance, but he actually dared to challenge those powerful undead.
The green-faced Yin Corpse immediately became filled with murderous intent and said coldly: "Little thief, do you think we dare not kill you?"
"The worst we can do is to perish together!" Yang Di was unmoved. This obviously touched his bottom line. No matter how much Yang Di tolerated, he couldn't call anyone his master. What's more, these monsters are not human, and they have all turned into ghosts.
, and still so arrogant.
The next moment, the green-faced Yin Corpse exuded a terrifying aura, and that kind of fluctuation made all the monks change their colors.
However, the sexy undead woman raised her hand to stop him, shook her head and said coldly: "Qing Meng, you should put the overall situation first!"
This female undead obviously had an ordinary identity on the ghost ship. After being scolded, the inferi named "Qing Meng" quickly nodded and said: "Yes!"
But obviously, he was already a little angry with Yang Di, and his eyes towards Yang Di were a little cold.
The beautiful female zombie, on the other hand, smiled sweetly and said: "Little thief, what do you want? Your attitude was very arrogant just now. If you can't show the effect, we may have to give you some color to see!"
After hearing this, Yang Di was still very angry and was about to get angry, but the ancestor of Yiqilun in the sea of consciousness asked him to restrain himself and reminded him that this was a rare opportunity.
"The alchemy path I passed on to you is not complete and has many flaws. Now you follow those three necromancers. This is a God-given opportunity. Moreover, maybe they can teach you some methods to make your soul stronger." 1 Qi Lu said a little seriously.
Hearing this, Yang Di was also startled. He didn't expect this.
Yang Di took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, looked at the female zombie and said: "I don't want to be a servant, but at most I want you to be my master!"
In fact, none of his apprenticeships were sincere. Yang Di had always been open-minded and was not trying to trick these undead.
"Giggle! Little thief, I didn't expect you to be quite stubborn, but my sister likes this little temper!" The female zombie sneered, glanced at the other two undead alchemists, nodded and said: "Okay, I can accept it. You are my disciple."
Before Yang Di could chuckle, the female zombie said seriously: "However, after you learn the first pill, you will refine the Undead Beauty Pill for me. After being a zombie for so long, my skin has been extremely shriveled. It's a pity that I have never been able to refine that elixir myself!"
"Pfft!" Yang Di was so choked that even the other necromancers present looked at each other in shock. No wonder Mansha agreed so simply!
They have already died and become undead, yet they still care about their beauty. This is really speechless, and all the monks present looked at each other.
But looking at the serious look on that female zombie, no one dared to make fun of it. Moreover, this undead used to be an alchemist. This identity was really tempting. Some young monks did not give up and continued to volunteer, even at the risk of lowering their dignity. I am willing to be a servant of alchemy.
Although this kind of groveling posture is detrimental to face, it is nothing compared to the precious inheritance of alchemy.
It can be seen from the degree of popularity of that young man that anyone who can become an alchemist will be very popular in this era, and even the two supreme academies will look at him with admiration.
By then, no one will care about your origins, and I'm afraid it won't be too late to win over you.
But it is a pity that the three undead alchemists were quite indifferent to the requests of these people, especially the young-looking green-faced Inferi, who was full of disdain. They said that these people were not even qualified to carry his shoes.
After the matter was settled, Yang Di was spotted by three undead alchemists who wanted to teach him the way of alchemy.
Many of the monks who were coerced into boarding the ship were disappointed, and the eyes they looked at Yang Di also changed. That kind of eyes seemed to be staring at a future alchemist.
Although many people are indignant and jealous about this, there are some farsighted people who have shown goodwill to Yang Di.
"Brother, congratulations!" A man in a blue shirt raised his hand to congratulate Yang Di, his expression not concealing his intention to make friends.
This man is much older than Yang Di. Among the young monks, he is already an elder. His cultivation level is also quite amazing. He has already stood at the peak of the Nine Realms. Among the many monks in this place, he is quite outstanding.