Ming Zhi Yuan, the head of the Duanmu family was so polite, and he expressed a series of endless thanks.
Yan Rong stood aside, already a little impatient, and said: "Master Duanmu, have you finished talking about the matter?"
Duan Mulei looked at Yan Rong with an unkind expression. After a while, he seemed to have held back his breath and said, "Alchemist Zhiyuan, I will just wait for the day when your sect's branch opens."
Ming Zhiyuan was also a little helpless. Yan Rong seemed to have this temperament. No matter who he was, he would say whatever he wanted.
Originally, I wanted to persuade the head of the Duanmu family to come down and talk and get a general understanding of the Duanmu family's situation, but seeing Yan Rong's behavior, I almost drove him away.
Duan Mulei didn't want to meet Yan Rong here, so after being polite for a while, the two said goodbye and left.
When Yan Rong saw Duan Mulei leaving, he grabbed Ming Zhiyuan and said, "Come on, brother, big brother, I will teach you the Yanyang Kung Fu in person. It will be much better than you practicing by reading a book."
Ming Zhiyuan was pulled by him and was about to go to the pavilion. Ming Zhiyuan gently broke away and said: "Brother, please wait a moment, I will say a few words to my junior brother."
After that, he walked to the door of the alchemy room and said to Qinghai who was preparing the medicinal materials: "Qinghai, are you done? Why don't you take a rest first, and Brother Yan will take us to practice Yan's exercises."
Qinghai looked up and saw that Ming Zhiyuan looked a little strange, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll come right away."
After a while, the three of them sat down in the pavilion, and Yan Rong began to explain the formula of Yan Yang Kung Fu.
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After Duanmu Lei left the courtyard of the medicine warehouse, his face immediately changed color, and he was filled with rage. This Yan Rong was too arrogant and uncultured. One day, the Duanmu clan would step down the Yan family from the ranks of the Sanji clan.
When the time comes, I must be the first to take action on this arrogant and arrogant Yan Rong.
He walked all the way back to the courtyard assigned to him by the Yu family. In the courtyard, several members of the Duanmu clan were practicing. When they saw him walking in with a strange look on his face, they all stood up without knowing why.
One of the older old men walked up to him and asked: "Didn't the head of the family go to talk to someone from the alchemy sect? Why are you back so soon?"
Duan Mulei walked to the stone bench in the courtyard and sat down. He took a sip from the tea cup on the stone table and calmed down the anger in his heart. Then he said: "I originally wanted to invite the young alchemist to settle in, but unexpectedly he was...
Yan Rong of the Yan clan was the first to do so, and Yan Rong of the Yan clan was too rude and bullying. If he hadn't seen that his Yan clan's Martial Lord was much more powerful than my Duanmu clan, I would have ordered him to bury his body on the spot today."
After saying a few words, he became angry again and slapped the stone table with his palm. Not only did the stone table immediately shatter, but the teacups on the table also shattered. It was obvious that his anger had not subsided.
After hearing this, the old man waved his hands to the people behind him, indicating that they should come into the room to practice. He also sat down on the stone bench next to him. After thinking for a long time, he said: "The young alchemist was invited away by the Yan family first.
In fact, it doesn't matter. After all, the other two alchemy masters are still young. It seems that they have reached the realm of alchemy saints before they are thirty years old. They will not be slow to improve their realm in the future.
The Yan family has always been at odds with the other three-pole families. There is no need for the family leader to care about these discords. However, the head of the Yan family, Yan Chang, has always been ambitious and only thinks that his Yan family can unify the Jiuyan Continent. We must be careful.
Precaution is the important thing, there is no need to be angry because of his son who has no tutor."
Duanmulei's heavy breathing slowly calmed down, he squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, then said: "We will stay here for a while and wait for the alchemy master to open the branch door before leaving.
In addition, I sent someone back to inform the family to prepare as soon as possible 10,000 kilograms of top-quality spiritual stones, ten pieces of heavenly and earthly treasures that the alchemist can use, and a thousand kilograms of rare medicinal materials, and escort them over. These are what I said I would give to the alchemist.
A congratulatory gift from the branch clan."
The old man looked at Duan Mulei in surprise, "Master, isn't this gift too heavy?"
"What's important? Just now, Yan Rong openly asked me what gift to send to the Alchemist Sect. In order not to lose the reputation of the Sanji family, I have already said that I will give these gifts.
Although these things are a bit too much, they still show our Duanmu family’s respect for the Alchemist Sect.”
The old man hissed and gasped, "There are so many things that the alchemist in charge of our family has not been able to use so much in decades."
"Humph, what kind of alchemist is the ancestral alchemist of Kuang Tianxiu, a small family, in front of the alchemist sect? Over the years, apart from being able to refine some elixirs for minor injuries and illnesses, he knows nothing except asking for property from the family.
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As long as our relationship with the Alchemist Sect is strong and we can invite a few more real Alchemists to join the family in the future, I will break their legs and throw them into the sea of fire."
The old man smiled bitterly and said, "This alchemist sect suddenly appeared. The head of the family still has to be careful. If the Kuang family is really thrown into the sea of fire, what if the alchemist sect calls back the alchemists from each family? We
What should we do? Without an alchemy master, no matter how strong a warrior's physique is, he may die from a minor injury or illness."
Duan Mulei was silent after hearing the words for a long time, and then sighed deeply.
The old man said again: "The alchemy master's branch is going to recruit more disciples. Has the head of the family decided which family members will come?"
Duanmulei said: "Let each room have a disciple with good understanding and talent, and let them decide who should go and who should not go."
The old man nodded silently, and the two were silent for a long time.
Duanmulei looked at the old man and said, "Uncle Qi, you also know that the appearance of the Alchemist Sect this time is an opportunity for all martial arts families in Jiuyan Continent. Let's see who can seize it.
The Yan family is too ambitious, and the Alchemy Master Sect may not be able to get close to them. I have already asked Xiaoxuan to come. He is similar in age to several Alchemy Masters. With his intelligence, as long as he can enter the Alchemy Master Sect, he can win over them.
It shouldn’t be a problem for the alchemists. Let the third brother follow Xiaoxuan and treat him as Xiaoxuan’s protector.”
The old man nodded, shook his head, and said doubtfully: "The Alchemist Sect has an age limit for accepting disciples, and Xiaoxuan is already over eighteen years old."
"Alchemy masters are judged by their understanding and talent. Xiaoxuan has known how to prepare elixirs since he was a child, watching Kuang's people refining elixirs. He can become a pharmacist without a teacher. Which family in Jiuyan Continent can have such an understanding?
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Duanmulei said confidently: "Xiaoxuan is a little older. It doesn't matter. I will go find the Zhiyuan alchemist in the next two days and talk to him first. The alchemist is also an easy person to talk to.
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The old man nodded, stood up and said: "Then I will arrange a letter to the family and let them prepare to send the congratulatory gift from the Alchemist Sect."
Duan Mulei was deep in thought and ignored the old man. The old man lowered his head and returned to the room to start writing a letter.
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Tianyuan Continent, deep in the sand sea, and in the Demon City, people are in panic during this period of time. Ever since the First Elder betrayed the Demon Emperor and took refuge with the human race, several elders have left without saying goodbye.
I don’t know whether he followed the great elder to join the human race, or whether he defected privately and went to other places. Anyway, he suddenly and inexplicably disappeared in the Demon City.
At this time, Asinge was standing on the stage in the Demon Palace. The Demon Emperor angrily ordered Asinge to be responsible for tracing the whereabouts of several escaped elders.
Seeing Asinge taking the order and leaving, walking out of the gate of the Demon Palace, into the empty main hall of the Demon Palace, the Demon Emperor's face, which was still furious just now, gradually calmed down.
He took out an egg-sized, black and translucent round object from his sleeve, and bursts of spiritual power burst out from his palm, squeezing and kneading the round object.
After a long time, the round thing gradually shrank until it became the size of a date pit.
The Demon King looked at it expressionlessly, then stuffed the thing into his mouth and swallowed it without chewing it carefully.
As this thing was eaten by the Demon King, he sat cross-legged on the throne, closed his eyes tightly, and began to practice his breathing.
On his body, wisps of demonic energy gradually rose up, then turned back down and entered his body through his breath.
An hour later, the Demon King opened his eyes, his face gradually became ferocious, and he muttered silently: "Why? Still can't stabilize the realm? Why? How much more is needed? Why can't the realm be stabilized? Ah?..."
The last extremely angry "Ah?" made his fierce and hateful voice echo out of the palace. Outside the palace, the patrolling demon sergeant heard it and involuntarily took a few steps outside, further away from the main hall.
The Demon King has been in a irritable mood recently, and has already killed several sergeants who approached the main hall while patrolling because of trivial matters.
They had better stay farther away so as not to make the Demon King angry again.