City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

"Little brother, do you have a sacred medium fortune pill?"

Han Feng'er turned to look at Fang Bai, and asked with a smile.

Faced with Ren Tianfu, this unsmiling middle-aged uncle, Han Feng'er didn't have a good face, but for the handsome young warrior like Fang Bai, Han Feng'er had a good impression of him, and didn't mind saying a few more words with him.

But Han Feng'er didn't agree with Fang Bai's words just now, thinking that this young warrior was bragging.

Just kidding, she, a dignified disciple of the outer courtyard of the Pill and Ding Pavilion, and a mid-level foundation-building pill, can't come up with a bottle of sacred medium-level good-for-nothing pill, let alone a small disciple who has only half a step of foundation building?

Fang Bai greeted Han Feng'er's gaze and said with a serious face: "The holy product is a medium-grade good-for-nothing pill, we can give you! But the premise is that you must provide at least two medicinal materials for refining this pill!"

Han Feng'er was startled, and then "chuckled" with a sweet smile: "Little brother, tell me, where did you get the good luck pill?"

"I can refine it myself!"

Fang Bai pointed to his nose.

Ren Tianfu on the side remembered that when he was in the Lingxu Palace, Fang Bai had accidentally refined a sacred middle-grade marrow pill, healed Sun Lin’s injury, and caused a lot of trouble in the entire Lingxu Palace. sensation.

In Ren Tianfu's thoughts, the alchemy should be similar. Since Fang Bai can refine the holy grade medium marrow washing pills, he naturally hopes to refine the good fortune pills of the same grade.

Even if Fang Bai refined the sacred middle-grade marrow pill at the beginning, it is very occasional, but who can say that he will not refine it successfully this time?

"Yes, yes, Fang Bai is an alchemist. He once refined the sacred middle-level marrow pill. I can prove this!"

Ren Tianfu said excitedly.

"You...really know how to refine spirit pills?"

Han Feng'er looked at Fang Bai with an incredible expression.

Alchemists are very special existences just like refiners. To become alchemists, they usually have both fire and wood auras in their body. Even if they are not dual-attribute innate spiritual roots, they can at least practice two exercises at the same time.

And Han Feng'er only sensed fire aura from Fang Bai, but no wood aura, and Fang Bai's cultivation was only half a step to build a foundation. It would be a miracle if he could refine the sacred middle-level spirit pill.

"Can you make alchemy? Try it and you'll know?"

Fang Bai responded with a smile.

"Really! It's true! If you don't believe me, you can go to the Lingxu Palace to inquire about it! If I have a word that is not true, I will definitely teach it to thunder, and it will not die!"

Ren Tianfu was more anxious than Fang Bai. In order to convince Han Feng'er that Fang Bai would make alchemy, he initiated a poisonous oath on the spot.

After hearing Ren Tianfu's vow, Han Feng'er believed a little bit in her heart, and turned her eyes to Fang Bai again, frowning and asking, "What is your rate of success? I want to hear the truth, because this is very important to me!"

Fang Bai thought for a while, then asked, "How many medicinal materials can you bring out at most?"

Han Feng'er stretched out four fingers and said, "Up to four copies! I have to keep a few copies for spare! Otherwise, if you fail in alchemy, it will be difficult for me to gather the medicinal materials again!"

"Well, four copies are almost the same..."

Fang Bai stretched his palm forward and said to Han Feng'er, "Give me four medicinal materials! Tomorrow morning, come over and get the spirit pill!"

"Tomorrow morning?"

Han Feng'er frowned and said, "Can you refine a spirit pill overnight?"

In Han Feng'er's cognition, no matter how good an alchemist is, if he wants to refine a furnace of holy grade middle-level spirit pills, he can't have three to five days.

Even Elder Yang Dongyang, the most powerful alchemist in their Pill Ding Pavilion, could not do it.

Although Han Feng'er already had the medicinal materials for refining the saint-grade middle-grade alchemy pills, she never asked Elder Yang to help refine the alchemy, because she knew that Elder Yang was greedy and greedy, and if these rare medicinal materials fell into his hands, It is very likely that he has cited the reason for "failure in alchemy".

Therefore, Han Feng'er thought about finding alchemists outside the sect to help refine the alchemy.

It's just that alchemists are rare, and there are very few alchemists who can refine high-grade spirit pills. How easy is it for Han Fenger to find other alchemists?

Han Feng'er came to meet Fang Bai and Ren Tianfu, also with a try.

Han Feng'er couldn't believe Fang Bai's words that he could refine the sacred middle-class spirit pill overnight.

"My speed of alchemy has always been faster than others."

Facing Han Feng'er's skeptical gaze, Fang Bai smiled and said, "So whether you succeed or fail, you can see the difference within a day."

"Ok!"

Han Feng'er is also a refreshing person. Without saying anything, he handed over four medicinal materials to Fang Bai, and then said sternly: "I hope you can do it. Otherwise..."

Fang Bai interrupted her and grinned: "I know, this is the site of your Pill Ding Pavilion. If I can't make a spirit pill, I won't want to get out of this Yanyang City, right?"

Han Fenger "chuckled" and said, "You are a smart person, so I won't say anything cruel. We will see you tomorrow morning, and hope to wait for your good news! As for the origin of the axe, after I got the spirit pill, I will tell you!"

She came as soon as she said, and she disappeared from Fang Bai and Ren Tianfu's eyes in an instant. However, Xiang Tian stayed behind, claiming to be a messenger between the two parties.

Both Fang Bai and Ren Tianfu understood that it was a fake for Xiang Tian to stay as a messenger, but it was true to monitor them both.

After all, Han Feng'er's four medicinal materials are of great value, and she can't be completely assured of Fang Bai and Ren Tianfu. Xiang Tian is guarding here, and Han Feng'er can know immediately if something happens.

"Fang Bai, how sure are you?"

Watching Han Feng'er leave, Ren Tianfu turned and asked Fang Bai anxiously.

Whether Fang Bai can successfully help Han Feng'er refine the spirit pill is not only related to the whereabouts of the palace lord Li San-axe and the two elders, but also to their safety.

Don't look at Han Feng'er smiling when he left, but Ren Tianfu knew that if Fang Bai failed to refine the alchemy and wasted four medicinal materials, the woman would be ruthless, and the two of them might face a big trouble.

Fang Bai smiled noncommittal, and said: "I am not sure how sure I am now. I can only try my best."

After a pause, he said: "I will start practicing alchemy now. As deacon and brother Xiang, please trouble you two to protect me at the door. No one is allowed to come in without my greeting!"

Ren Tianfu and Xiang Tian knew that the alchemist needed a very quiet environment when they were making alchemy. They nodded solemnly when they heard the words, left the room, closed the door, and then guarded the door like two door gods.

"Four medicinal materials, you can refine four bottles of sacred middle-grade good fortune pills, then give Han Feng'er a bottle, I will keep three bottles...Well, a small profit, not bad!"

When Ren Tianfu and Xiang Tian left the room, Fang Bai put the four medicinal materials on the table beside him, the smile on the corner of his mouth increased a little, and he sighed that he still used the identity of alchemist or refiner to make alchemy for others. In order to earn more training resources faster.