Master of Beasts

In the spacious Jiuxing Pavilion, there is an ancient alchemy cauldron burning with dark yellow flames. From time to time, an old hand picks up a elixir from the silver plate raised by Luo Yan and throws it into the alchemy cauldron.

Seeing Henry Zhang's casual appearance, Qian Ci secretly heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, and there was a touch of happiness in his eyes.

Fortunately, I came out in time, otherwise, if Ye An offended Henry Zhang to death, let alone refining the elixir for himself, even Jiuxing Pavilion might be implicated.

No one would doubt the appeal of a fourth-rank alchemist.

"Flying snake lotus, turning sun leaves, cutting moon crystals."

Whispering softly in his mouth, Henry Zhang put the materials for refining Xuanmen pills into the alchemy cauldron one by one. Unexpectedly, he not only got a Minglong bud when he came this time, but also gained an extra copy of Xuanmen pill. Mendan's recipe.

In a sense, the value of this pill is even more valuable than that of Hell Dragon Bud.

"Condensation!"

Henry Zhang's indifferent voice resounded in the Jiuxing Pavilion, two old wrinkled palms quickly formed seals, and after a few breaths, a round pill was gradually condensed in the cauldron.

"Master, is this done?" Qian Ci licked the corner of his mouth, his face full of anticipation.

"Hehe." Henry Zhang hunched his back, smiled faintly, and immediately patted the alchemy tripod, only to hear a muffled bang, and the Xuanmen pill that was faintly emitting a few strands of white smoke was caught by him. hands.

"Master Qian, I am a fourth-rank alchemist, and I hope you can keep it a secret." Henry Zhang coughed, and slowly stretched out his open palm to the front of Qian Temple, and the voice came out like an old man hoarse.

"Definitely, definitely." Qian Ci happily took the Xuanmen Pill. Although he was curious about why Henry Zhang asked to keep it secret, he was smart enough not to ask too much. After all, these alchemists have a bit of a weird personality, but they are normal.

"Senior, my Nine Stars Pavilion also has certain importance in Ghost Crying City. If you want, you can rest here." Qian Ci said tentatively after putting the Xuanmen Pill into the Sky Boundary Stone.

If a fourth-grade alchemist can be brought over, then the future Jiuxing Pavilion will undoubtedly skyrocket.

"Hehe, the old man is used to being idle, and wherever he goes, he will settle there." Henry Zhang smiled and shook his head, which seemed to be a rejection of Qianci's invitation in disguise.

Seeing Henry Zhang's refusal, Qian Ci was a little disappointed, but there were not too many surprises. At the level of a fourth-rank alchemist, he is no longer bound by some forces. Although his Jiuxing Pavilion is not bad, he wants to It is still too difficult to keep a fourth-rank alchemist.

"Master, this is Minglong Ya." Qian Ci laughed, and handed the glass ball with Minglongya in his hand to Henry Zhang.

When he started alchemy, Henry Zhang returned the Minglong bud to Qianci first. After all, the pill was not successfully refined, so he had no reason to keep it in his bag.

"Haha, I finally found Minglong Ya."

Just when Henry Zhang's dry old palm was lifted, a strong and powerful palm suddenly stretched out and grabbed the transparent glass ball.

With a slight chill in his eyes, Henry Zhang raised his face, only to find that the person standing beside him was extremely familiar.

Black Skull Cult, Liu Chang!

"Hey, according to the records, the appearance of Minglong Ya is like a Minglong with its wings outstretched. When I saw it today, it is really extraordinary." Liu Chang looked at Minglongya in his hand with love, grinning wildly, without turning aside at all. Henry Zhang put it in his eyes.

"Liu Chang, this thing already belongs to this old gentleman." Qian Ci frowned. He just wanted to say that Henry Zhang was a fourth-rank alchemist, but the latter had already warned him to keep his identity Secret, so he hesitated for a moment, but still didn't say it.

"Oh?"

He raised his eyebrows in surprise,

Liu Changjiang held the palm of the glass ball behind his back, and said with a smile, "Old man, I have been looking for this Nether Dragon Bud for a long time, please make a price."

"Ahem, little brother, this Nether Dragon Bud, I need it urgently, so you should give it to me." Henry Zhang said hoarsely.

"Old man, we can talk to you well, it's already giving you face, don't be ignorant!" A member of the Black Skull Cult behind Liu Chang said with a stern expression.

"Speak politely, don't scare the old man, I think he is a smart person, he should know how to do it." Liu Chang waved his hand and said with a smile.

However, at the next moment, his eyes turned cold suddenly, because Henry Zhang didn't give him half a point of face, but directly stretched out his palm and asked him to hand over Minglongya.

"Old man, you are already old, don't do things that you regret."

Liu Chang stared at Henry Zhang, with a gloomy arc at the corner of his mouth, and then his eyes shifted to Youli, and said with a smirk: "This little girl is really beautiful, if you are still stubborn, I don't mind taking her to the street, tasting it in front of everyone, and then giving it to my subordinates."

Hearing this, the people who followed Liu Chang all showed wretched smiles on their faces, and those eyes also began to look at Youli unscrupulously.

Bullying men and women, their Black Skull Cult in Ghost Crying City, has done a lot in these years.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound sounded, and Liu Chang froze in place for a moment, a clear palm print appeared on his face, and the glass ball in his hand was caught by Henry Zhang at some unknown time.

"You're looking for death!" Liu Chang's face was full of rage, and he was about to strike and kill the old man in front of him.

The members of their Black Skull Sect were not arrogant and domineering masters wherever they went, but today, he was slapped severely by an old man.

"Liu Chang, this is my Jiuxing Pavilion site, you dare to try it." Seeing Liu Chang about to touch Henry Zhang, Qian Ci's face turned cold.

Although the Black Skull Sect is considered the overlord in Ghost Crying City, his Jiuxing Pavilion is not weak. If he can use this opportunity to win over a fourth-rank alchemist, he doesn't mind competing with the Black Skull Sect.

"Pavilion Master Qian, don't be angry. Since you can't do anything in your territory, we will settle the matter outside your territory." Liu Chang gave Henry Zhang a vicious look, and then turned around, taking a dozen A member of the Black Skull Sect left the Jiuxing Pavilion.

"Senior, the members of the Black Skull Cult are all mad dogs, if I hadn't found some people to protect your safety?" Qian Ci asked with concern.

"Hehe, a third-level spirit master and a group of miscellaneous fish, if you are afraid of them, then the old man has lived so long in vain."

Putting the Nether Dragon Bud into the Space Boundary Stone, Henry Zhang smiled at Qianci, and immediately took You Li and Pang Yi to the outside of the Jiuxing Pavilion.

"Thinking that if you have some strength, you can be unscrupulous. A group of people who don't know how to live or die are rushing to reincarnate."

Looking at the backs of several people, Qian Ci sneered in his heart, dare to attack a fourth-rank alchemist, the mad dogs of the Black Skull Sect must be tired of their jobs.