City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

Fang Bai had known countless people and had incomparable eyesight for two lifetimes. He saw that the fat old man was not hostile to him, so he relaxed.

"You old man is really boring! Obviously you let me drink it. I haven't enjoyed it yet. You snatched it back. Are you kidding me?"

Fang Bai rolled his eyes and said angrily.

The white and fat old man was startled, consciously guilty, his old face blushed, and muttered: "My thousand spirits liquid is not easy to brew. I can only drink two mouthfuls a day at most. Who knows that you drink so much at once? You are nothing short of it. Violent!"

Fang Bai's mouth curled, and he said disapprovingly: "What's so great about Qianqianlingye? I'll drink eight of you, and I will return you a gourd back!"

The fat old man "haha" laughed and said, "Little baby, don't talk big! Do you know what kind of gourd I am? Do you know how many bowls of Qianqianlingye can be in my gourd? You can brew Qianqianlingye ?"

Fang Bai said: "Isn't it just a holy high-grade storage spirit device? What's rare! Although your gourd can hold thousands of bowls of Qianqian Lingye, you can't really fill it! At most ten One or two is terrible! Thousands of Spirits... Oh, what I brewed is definitely better than you!"

The fat old man stared at Fang Bai and said, "Well, you little baby, you are so arrogant! You are telling me, how is my thousand spirits brewed? If you tell me, my gourd The remaining Qianqian Lingye has been given to you!"

Fang Bai said, "Old man, are you serious?"

The old man Bai Pang said: "Nonsense! My Thousand-Handed Venerable He Wou-ki, words always count!"

"it is good!"

Fang Bai nodded and said, "A word is determined! Don't go back!"

"Repentance is a tortoise!"

He Wuji really didn't believe that Fang Bai could name a thousand kinds of spirit fruits for brewing Qianqian Lingye, even if he said nine hundred and ninety-nine kinds, it was wrong.

The secret recipe for brewing this Qianqianlingye was obtained by He Wuji during an experience fifty years ago in a martial arts ruins. He thought it was the only one in the world and only brewed it himself.

However, He Wuji didn't know that the martial artist's relic he found was a training site left by Bai Bai tens of thousands of years ago. The secret recipe for brewing Qianqianlingye was also left by Fang Bai for future generations. .

Therefore, when He Wuji gave Fang Bai the gourd containing Qianqian Lingye, Fang Bai would take it and drink it without hesitation.

He Wou-ki regards the brewing method of Qianqian Lingye as a treasure, thinking that others have no way of knowing it, but he doesn't want to play a big sword in front of Guan Gong.

Fang Bai held back a smile in his heart and said with a serious face: "Listen well, Qianqianlingye needs to be brewed with 1,000 kinds of spirit fruits over 5000 years old. These thousand kinds of spirit fruits are red lotus, Green light fruit, glass fruit, snow secret fruit, jasper fruit, dragon inflammation fruit..."

Fang Bai's mouth was full of words, and he said thousands of spirit fruits in one breath. He Wuji had an expression of disapproval at first, but later his mouth opened wider and wider, his face was full of shock and disbelief.

"Old man, am I right? There are a thousand kinds of spirit fruit, but there are omissions and errors? Oh, do you want me to continue to tell the brewing method of the thousand spirits?"

Fang Bai asked with a smile.

He Wuji was speechless for a while.

He knew that since Fang Bai could name the thousand spirit fruits needed to brew Qianqian Lingye, and the word was good, it was impossible not to know the brewing method.

He Wou-ki felt distressed when he thought of the little Qianqian Lingye that he had left to give to Fang Bai. He wanted to leave behind his account, but then he wanted to think of his own dignified Thousand Hands Venerable. It was too embarrassing to go out.

If this matter were replaced by other strong people, they might "kill people and kill their mouths" to preserve their reputation.

But He Wuji is not an evil and vicious person, unless others threaten his safety, otherwise he will never do anything to hurt others.

He Wuji prefers to "convince people with reason." He feels that doing so is more in line with his own identity, and others will admire and convince him more.

"This...little baby, Qianqianlingye can give it to you. But can you tell me where did you learn the secret recipe for brewing?"

He Wuji asked tangledly.

Fang Bai spread his hands and said, "I learned it from an expert. As for the name of that expert, I don't know!"

"Could it be that the method of brewing Qianqianlingye that this little baby and I learned came from the same expert?"

He Wuji scratched his head, he could only guess like that.

"Little Wawa knows where the expert is now?"

He Wuji asked expectantly, feeling a little excited.

When He Wuji discovered the relics of the martial artist, various signs indicated that the martial artist who left the relics of cultivation has a much stronger cultivation level than him. If he could see it and listen to some advice, he would have no regrets in this life.

Fang Bai shook his head and said, "I don't know. Experts, it's always a dragon who doesn't see the end."

"It's a pity……"

He Wuji sighed with disappointment on his face. He glanced at Fang Bai and suddenly moved in his heart. He asked excitedly: "Little Wawa, what is your name? Is it a casual cultivator or a certain sect disciple?"

Fang Bai blinked, seeing a strange light in He Wuji's eyes. Unknown, he replied, "My name is Fang Bai, I am a casual cultivator..."

"Haha, casual cultivator is great!"

He Wuji immediately swept away the disappointment, and danced with his hands and said, "You don't have a master yet? Hmm... If you have a master, you must be a straw bag! You are both innate fire roots and wood roots, these dual-attribute roots. , It’s a rare cultivating genius, but you haven’t yet reached the Golden Core Realm, so you don’t need to be a master! You quickly worship me as a teacher, I will teach you the cultivation method, and promise to let you consolidate alchemy within a year , Becoming a baby in ten years... Hurry up! Apprentice!"

Fang Bai said: "Wait... the first time we met, you don't understand me, and I don't understand you either. If you do this, I will approve the teacher... Isn't it right?"

He Wou-ki waved his hand impatiently and said, “What’s wrong! You’ve gone to a teacher first, and it’s not too late for us to get to know each other! Although I, He Wuji, I hate sinister and vicious people, but even if you’re wicked, I I can also train you to be a good person!"

A warrior in this world cannot only worship one master in his life. It is common to change the door. As long as you maintain sufficient respect for the masters you have worshipped, you will not be criticized.

Moreover, you can learn from others and make yourself stronger.

Fang Bai had no resistance to his apprenticeship. Since his rebirth, he has worshipped more than one master, and he has also received a lot of help from each other.

Of course, this kind of help is mostly based on the cultivation resources, and the training methods and martial arts instructions are meaningless to the opponent, because Fang Bai understands those things better than them.