The ghost alchemist has been immersed in alchemy all his life, and he can still distinguish this thing.
Every flavor of ancient elixirs is priceless, which is the most essence of ancient elixirs. Suddenly hearing about the most precious things from ancient times in such a young man who looks like he is not yet twenty years old, the ghost alchemist suddenly becomes confused.
They were all knocked over.
"Buddha soil, red gold fruit!"
Yang Ji suddenly stopped here.
"anything else?"
Ghost Alchemist pricked up his ears and blurted out. As soon as he blurted out his words, he suddenly woke up. He raised his head and saw Yang Jizheng staring at him with a half-smile.
The ghost alchemist immediately turned red with embarrassment.
"How about it, is it true or false?"
Yang Ji joked.
"really……"
The ghost alchemist is as tough as garlic.
"What do you mean?" Yang Ji said with a smile.
"Deal, deal! How many years can a piece of pill recipe be sold for?" said the Ghost Alchemist.
"Three years!"
Yang Ji held out three fingers, raised them high, and said without hesitation. He was about to wait for the ghost alchemist to bargain, but the ghost alchemist's next words made Yang Ji's historical data unsatisfactory:
"How many prescriptions do you have?"
A look of hope and enthusiasm.
"..."
Soon, Yang Ji and the ghost alchemist reached an agreement. The ghost alchemist paid three years of freedom in exchange for Yang Ji's punishment (of course, he would only do things within the alchemy path, and he had nothing to do with murder or arson).
In the past three years, all the elixirs refined by the ghost alchemist belonged to Yang Ji.
What Yang Ji paid for was an ancient elixir recipe on a piece of paper.
Both of them were very happy and thought they had earned something.
"...It's worth exchanging a piece of pill recipe for a high-level alchemist!"
Yang Ji looked at the Ghost Alchemist in front of him and smiled. He was even happier than the Iron Mother Cavalry sold for a sky-high price in Wan Guan Tower. The Iron Mother Cavalry was a one-time product, and it was unlikely that it would be able to sell for such a high price in the future.
Things are valuable when they are rare, and naturally they are worthless when there are more of them.
But alchemy masters are different. The alchemy path is divided into alchemy disciples, alchemy masters, junior alchemy masters, alchemy masters, great alchemy masters, etc. Alchemy masters belong to the fourth level, which is already quite high.
Although Yang Ji has a complete set of alchemy books, he suffers from the lack of guidance from a master. These practical things cannot be replaced by alchemy books. They are of great help to him.
Moreover, there are many elixir recipes in Yang Ji's elixir book, which Yang Ji cannot refine by himself. But it is different if it is left to the ghost elixir master. This is equivalent to enjoying the results of the ancient elixir book in advance.
And according to the contract between the two, during this period, all the elixirs refined by the ghost alchemist belong to Yang Ji.
As for the three-year issue, Yang Ji is no longer worried.
Hahaha, there isn't much else in Yang Ji's Najie bottle, just a set of ancient elixir recipes. Every three years, a piece of ancient elixir recipe is exchanged, and the elixir recipe in it is enough to bind this guy for hundreds of years.
Yang Ji couldn't believe that this guy could build his own warship after knowing the taste of the marrow. Moreover, many things can form habits.
"...Hahaha, I made a lot of money this time!"
Yang Ji was grinning, and the Ghost Alchemist was also grinning from ear to ear in a sly manner. In his eyes, Yang Ji was no longer a human being, but a human-shaped treasure house.
In this transaction, in the eyes of Ghost Alchemy Master, it was not Yang Ji who made the profit, but himself. When a humanoid treasure house makes a deal with himself, you think it is the humanoid treasure house that takes advantage, or you!
"Hahaha. Thanks to the seventh elder this time, I didn't expect such a big harvest!"
The ghost alchemist felt 120,000 times of joy in his heart.
This guy is still too young. On the surface, this transaction means that he is exchanging his freedom for Danfang, but is freedom nothing?
You don't have to go to the battlefield, and you don't have to fight with others to your head and blood. It's just making an elixir, so why not make an elixir?
As for all the elixirs within three years going to Yang Ji, that's not a big deal.
Who cares about how many furnaces of elixirs he has when his alchemy cultivation has reached his level? If Yang Ji wants it, he can just take it. If it is not enough, he can still refine it as the price of exchange for the elixir recipe.
Who cares about these things among alchemists of my level? There is only one thing that everyone really cares about. That is a higher alchemy realm: great alchemist, alchemy king, alchemy emperor, and even higher realms.
And if you want to reach a higher level, you must have powerful elixirs. As long as you can obtain those powerful ancient elixirs, you can continuously refine powerful elixirs in the future. What do you think about the elixirs you gave up before?
?
As long as you refine elixirs around this young man for a few years, you can obtain these precious ancient elixir recipes. Only a fool would not do this.
Yang Ji thought he was taking advantage, but in the eyes of the Ghost Alchemist, he was actually the one taking advantage. Therefore, the Ghost Alchemist couldn't stop laughing.
Of course, the ghost alchemist still doesn't know that the elixirs in Yang Ji's body are enough for him to refine elixirs by his side for hundreds of years! Of course, even if he knows, he probably won't give up, but will feel pain and happiness.
Enough to refine the elixir for hundreds of years!
How can you give up?
…
After reaching an agreement with Yang Ji, the ghost alchemist came out quickly.
"How about it?"
The moment the fine iron door moved open, the seventh elder blurted out immediately, with an anxious look on his face. There were already several elders around him, who had all rushed over after receiving the news.
The ghost alchemist has determined that the guy in the alchemy room is a Xibei. Although he is not sure yet, it is generally indisputable.
For an alchemist of this level, even if the estimate is inaccurate, the result will definitely not be too different.
"I've already made sure."
The ghost alchemist stepped out of the threshold with a arrogant and arrogant look on his face. This is his style:
"That boy is definitely good! No worse than me!"
"What!"
Hearing this sentence, the Seventh Elder was stunned. What does this mean? After going in, why is there such a big difference in the conclusions before and after?
He remembered that the Ghost Alchemist had said before he left that the boy was a liar.
"Ghost Alchemist, are you right?"
The seventh elder said in a deep voice.
A bunch of people looked at him, and the seventh elder suddenly lost his temper. What did this bastard alchemist mean? He didn't say that at all before.
"Make a mistake? Am I going to make a mistake?"
The Ghost Alchemist pointed at his nose, his eyes almost staring into the seventh elder's face: "Do you know better or do I know better? If you want to be good, just do it yourself."
The seventh elder had a livid face and stopped talking.
He really couldn't figure out why the Ghost Alchemist suddenly changed his tune. However, this was not over yet.
"Besides, I have already made an agreement with him. I will make alchemy with him and help your young village master treat his illness. From now on, you can send double meals to the alchemy room."
The ghost alchemist held his head high and said arrogantly, "I'm just informing you, not discussing with you."
Although the Ghost Alchemist's attitude seemed very rude and even disrespectful towards Dishan Manor, the elders not only were not angry, but were overjoyed after hearing the words.
"Very good!"
"Thank you, Master!"
"I will inform the owner of the village immediately about this matter."
"Don't worry, Master. If you need anything, just ask. We will be able to serve you well."
…
An alchemist who can refine top-level elixirs comes to his villa to refine elixirs, which is something that countless forces dream of. What's more, the young master of the village is now seriously ill, and with the help of an alchemist-level master, what hope will there be?
It's also much bigger.
The entire villa is like taking a reassurance!
To be continued...