While the three of them were walking, Lin Cong also learned that Qin Xiaofei had lost all his combat power.
When he thought about the tragic scenes in the Sky City at that time, he felt that it was natural.
Qin Xiaofei was able to withstand Yu Wenle's increased strength alone, and it was considered a very good result.
Nowadays, due to the side effects of the Blood Blood Pill and the secret method used by Qin Xiaofei, temporary weakness is a normal phenomenon.
However, he also admired Qin Xiaofei very much. Even though he had lost all his fighting power, he still dared to come to the Danqing Club to look for him in public.
But after successfully arriving at Danxian City, he encountered something like this. Thinking of these things, Lin Cong felt mixed emotions in his heart.
It took a full two hours and after passing through several formations, we finally reached the interior of the Painting Club.
After passing through the last layer of formation, Qin Xiaofei smelled the aroma from the elixir.
Walking a little further inside, the medicinal fragrance of the sound of making elixirs filled the air again.
Qin Xiaofei also felt extremely comfortable, and the green gold energy in his body began to flow spontaneously.
Looking at the wooden house carved out in the deep mountains and old forests, Lin Cong introduced:
"This is where the Danqing Club lives."
The wooden house is extremely simple and feels integrated with the surrounding environment. It does not give people a particularly shocking feeling. It just feels like entering a village.
Lin Cong looked at the Painting Club and said proudly:
"We have the largest number of experts here. There are forty-eight guest ministers alone."
"Coupled with the masters of our guild, the number is greater than that of the Beast Taming Club and Xuanyin Club combined."
However, he did not continue what he said next. The number of masters does not mean everything nowadays.
Both the Beast Controlling Society and the Xuanyin Society have special secret method inheritance, which is the last trump card, but the Danqing Society only inherits the alchemy skills.
In this comparison, the individual combat power is naturally inferior to that of the other party, and only the quantity can be mentioned.
Qin Xiaofei nodded when he heard this, but he didn't expect that Dan Qinghui would really hide his secrets.
Although it controls a large amount of funds, its decoration is not as ordinary as other forces.
Shangguan Tianyu snorted disdainfully. Compared with the Sky City, this place has more elixir and medicinal fragrance, but the others are naturally incomparable.
Entering the small town built with wooden houses, you can see many people in a hurry and in a hurry.
Some unshaven old men have dark circles under their eyes, as if they have been abused for a long time. There is a huge gap between them and the people in the outside Alchemist Association.
"What's going on with these seniors?" Qin Xiaofei asked curiously.
Although Danqinghui is the weakest among the famous forces in the Holy State, it will not become like this.
"These are the elders of the Danqing Society. They often get together to study elixirs and improve each other." Lin Cong introduced awkwardly.
After all, the scene at this moment is indeed extremely embarrassing.
If we didn't say that this is a famous painting club, I'm afraid it would really make others think it is an ordinary small village.
"The mountain is not high, as long as there are immortals, there are spirits." Qin Xiaofei said aloud.
Although the place is ordinary and the people look ordinary, these people are all high-quality alchemists.
Being able to gather here is enough to show the excellence of the Painting Club.
Lin Cong immediately nodded and said with appreciation: "Yes, that's what it means."
"Although these elders appear to be ordinary people, they are not something ordinary people can see when they appear in the outside world."
He immediately turned to look at Qin Xiaofei and said in a deep voice:
"You two haven't recovered your fighting strength yet. I'll go find the master and ask for two miraculous medicines for you."
"You guys can take a walk for now, but don't touch the flowers and plants around you easily."
After that, he left quickly.
Qin Xiaofei wanted to refuse, but Lin Cong didn't give him a chance and had no choice but to look around.
He knew that Lin Cong was doing this to compensate for the pain he suffered in prison.
"This is the Painting Society?" Shangguan Tianyu murmured to himself.
His tone was full of incomprehensible words, and he was obviously very disappointed with this place, which was completely different from what he had imagined.
On the other side, Lin Cong quickly rushed into a small wooden house.
There was only an alchemy furnace placed in the middle of the room, and the ground around it was scattered with a thick layer of elixir debris. Although it exuded a refreshing fragrance, it was as sticky as paste.
There was an old man with white hair staring at the alchemy furnace in a daze.
The old man was wearing a blue robe from the Danqing Society, but it was full of spots left by the residue of the elixir. The slovenly style was very appropriate for this person.
However, this person is the president of the Painting Society, Meng Guo!
If you go out, you will dress very neatly for the sake of the Danqing Club, but when you are at home, you must be as comfortable as possible.
Lin Cong pushed open the door and walked in. He cupped his hands and said straight to the point: "Master, I want to ask you a favor."
Only then did Meng Guo, who was sitting dumbly, react, blowing his beard and glaring:
"Your mother-in-law comes to beg me eight hundred times a day, so what are you missing this time?"
"If it's an extremely rare elixir, don't ask me. If you ask, it won't be available!"
He knew very well the character of his apprentice, a guy who would seize a sheep and dig it to death.
If Lin Cong, as his closed disciple, was not really talented and intelligent, he would have kicked him out if he had been another disciple.
Lin Cong grinned, rolled his eyes and said calmly:
"This disciple doesn't want much this time. Give me twenty 'Mountain Tibetan Taiming Flowers', fifty 'Mountain Spiritual Roots', and the more 'Huang Po Goblin' the better."
When Meng Guo heard the first sentence, his face darkened. The rank of the 'Mountain Hidden Taiming Flower' is not only the ninth rank, but also extremely rare. You may not be able to find even one in the thousands of miles of mountains.
But Lin Cong is so good, there are twenty plants in one mouth.
This made him extremely angry. He immediately looked at Lin Cong angrily and said angrily:
"Are you really a god?"
"Or do you think that all the treasures in the world belong to me?"
Lin Cong had long been used to his master's anger and said indifferently:
"I've reached the threshold of a ninth-level alchemist. If you don't provide me with the elixir, there's nothing I can do to break through smoothly."
What he said is true. Now he is only one step away from being a ninth-level alchemist. He might be able to successfully break through after refining the elixir.
However, the elixir he wanted was just a cover, and he knew that the master could not provide it.
"It took you so long to reach the threshold of the ninth grade. Why did I accept you as a useless disciple?" Meng Guo's face was full of joy, but his mouth was still merciless.
Immediately his face darkened and he said in a deep voice:
"There are so many elixirs, you kid, don't even think about it. Even if you are blind, I can't get so many elixirs."
Lin Cong only needs one of these elixirs, and he can grit his teeth and provide them, but with such a large quantity, it would be impossible without hundreds of years of collecting!
Seeing this, Lin Cong pretended to be helpless and shook his head, sighing: "In that case, I don't want the elixir."
"Is it okay for Master to give me two sacred 'Death Pills'?"
Meng Guo was very confused and asked: "You are not injured, what do you want this thing for?"
Having said this, he waved his hand and didn't bother to ask anymore, and just threw out two pills.