Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

His eyes swept over the blood-red fruits filled with blood inside the jade box.

Immediately, Wei Yang's eyes shifted to the seller behind the stone platform.

This is an old man wearing a black robe. On the old man's chest, he wears a sixth-grade high-level badge.

"Sir, what did you see?" The old man in black robe also raised his head, glanced at the badge on Wei Yang's chest, his face suddenly became solemn, he cupped his fists and asked politely with a smile.

"How do you change this thing?" Wei Yang nodded, straight to the point, pointing at the blood elf fruit, and asked.

"Haha, sir, it turns out that you are interested in the blood elf demon fruit." The old man in black robe obviously knew the things he was selling very well, and he told the details of it in one mouthful.

"Sir, I must know how rare this blood elf demon fruit is. It will be used to refine some seventh-grade high-level elixirs, and even eighth-grade elixirs."

The black-robed old man smiled, then stroked his beard with his hand and said, "I want to exchange this blood elf fruit for a seventh-grade primary elixir recipe that I have never studied before. What do you think, sir?"

Hearing this, Wei Yang frowned and said quietly: "You are asking for too much. You are a sixth-grade senior. You must have studied some common seventh-grade junior pills."

"What's left is the truly rare seventh-grade primary elixir recipe. And every elixir recipe like this is the personal secret of the alchemist and is a signature. Although the blood elf demon fruit is rare, , but the seventh-grade elixir recipe that is not passed down privately is a priceless thing, who will exchange it with you? "

Any kind of rare seventh-grade elixir recipe belongs to the unique inheritance of the alchemist, or it is obtained by personal luck, and is treated as a treasure at the bottom of the box.

Generally, few are willing to trade it.

The blood elf demon fruit is indeed rare and precious, but it is far less valuable than a rare seventh-grade elixir recipe.

Over the years, Wei Yang has indeed accumulated a lot of rare prescriptions for seventh-grade pills through touching corpses, harvesting old wool, and inheriting the complete seventh-grade pinnacle, including from Binghe and Tianshuangzi, etc., but this is not the case. It doesn't mean that he will trade it casually.

The other party's behavior is obviously a lion's open mouth, and he will not be taken advantage of.

Wei Yang's words caused a look of embarrassment to appear on the face of the old man in black robe.

He also knew that he was asking for a lot of money, but he really wanted a rare seventh-grade elixir recipe, which might help him break through the bottleneck and reach the seventh-grade level.

He had studied all the common seventh-grade primary elixir prescriptions, but none of them could help him make breakthroughs in alchemy. He wanted to try in a different direction.

Among the things he collected, this Blood Elf Demon Fruit was the rarest and most expensive. He came to the fair with great expectations.

Therefore, he could only bite the bullet and said: "As long as you are willing to provide a rare seventh-grade elixir recipe, apart from the blood elf demon fruit, sir, as long as you like these things, you can take them."

As he spoke, he pointed at the many items on the stone platform.

Wei Yang just glanced at it casually, then gave a slight grunt, shook his head, and said calmly: "Except for the Blood Elf Demon Fruit, I don't like any of your other things."

"Then I'm really sorry, sir. I just want to exchange for a rare seventh-grade elementary elixir recipe." The old man in black robe gritted his teeth and refused.

Wei Yang frowned slightly and turned around to leave, but after thinking about it, he stopped, turned around and asked, "Do you want to study the seventh-grade elixir formula and thereby enter the seventh-grade ranks?"

"Yes." The old man in black robe nodded honestly, and a trace of yearning could not help but appear in his eyes.

Rank seven is his lifelong pursuit.

If he was lucky enough to obtain a relatively simple seventh-grade primary elixir recipe, he might be able to break through.

Wei Yang pondered for a while, and then said: "It's not easy for you, so let me give you a seventh-grade intermediate elixir: Su Xin Dan. You should have heard of the effect of this elixir. When refining the elixir, you will Taking it will help stabilize your mind and improve the success rate of elixir. Perhaps, you can use its effect to successfully refine a seventh-grade elixir."

"And I have had the experience of successfully refining a seventh-grade elixir. As long as you are not stupid and try a few more times, you should be able to truly enter the seventh-grade pill. How about it?"

Upon hearing this, the old man in black robes' eyes lit up at first, and then he frowned slightly, with a tangled look on his face, obviously weighing the pros and cons.

Using Su Xin Dan as an aid is indeed a good workaround.

But this opportunity only comes once. If it fails once, it is gone.

Therefore, he was inevitably troubled.

Wei Yang saw this and shook his head.

Turning over his hands, he took out two jade bottles and handed them to Ada, saying: "These are two seventh-grade intermediate elixirs, Su Xin Dan is also among them, and the other one is a life-returning elixir. You can take it. It is on the second floor. Let’s exchange things slowly, I’ll go up to the top floor first.”

"Yes, Master." Adalian respectfully took the two jade bottles.

Wei Yang glanced at the old man in black robe who was frowning and thinking, ignored him, turned around and headed towards the top floor.

The quality of the items on the second floor was still a bit low, and not much could really arouse his interest.

After Wei Yang left, Ah Da straightened up and stared coldly at the old man who was frowning and thinking, and said impatiently: "Hey, idiot, have you thought about it? Do you want to change it?"

"You." The old man in black robe suddenly became angry, but he dared to be angry but did not dare to speak. He could only wave his sleeves and remain silent.

"What, you're not happy when I call you a fool?"

Ada sneered evilly: "My Lord has made it so obvious to you about the best shortcut to enter the seventh rank, but you idiot, you still can't figure it out. To say you are stupid is to flatter you. ”

"But you only have one chance to take Su Xin Dan. If you fail, it's gone." The old man in black robe frowned.

"Do you know why you have never been able to reach the seventh level? I think alchemy is not your biggest problem, but your cowardice that you don't even dare to try. If you don't even have this courage, what else are you thinking about? Taste? Why don’t you just go home and farm.”

Ada mocked: "Not to mention other things, just a seventh-grade intermediate elixir in exchange for a medicinal material is already a pretty good premium. What's more, this elixir was refined by my lord himself." Just be generous, my Lord, or try someone else."

With that said, he flicked his sleeves, turned around and left, "You idiot, just wait here slowly. It's best to treat this blood elf fruit as a treasure and take it home as an offering."

"Your master refined it himself? Isn't he a seventh-grade junior?" The old man in black robe was surprised. Immediately, as if he thought of something, his pupils shrank, and he stretched out his hand and shouted: "Wait a minute, give me the Su Xin Pill first." have a look."

Ada stopped, turned his head slightly, and said in a tone that sounded like a smile but not a smile, "I'm in a bad mood right now, and I don't want to show it to you. If you want to change, I'll see if you have the courage."

"This" Hearing this, the old man in black robe hesitated again and said slightly dissatisfied: "How can I know if it is Su Xin Dan even if you don't even show it to me?"

"Hey, my lord will deceive you, a little sixth-grade alchemist? How much money are you worth?" Ah Da was almost angry, turned around and left, "Also, you are here to hold a trade fair. Is the Dan Pagoda a display?"

"Uh, that's right." The old man in black robe thought about it carefully. A seventh-grade intermediate elixir is indeed far less valuable than the reputation of a seventh-grade alchemist.

A seventh-grade alchemist, he cherishes his feathers very much.

Reputation is sometimes even more important than life.

Who would be so bored as to deceive himself into a small sixth-grade product just for a blood elf fruit?

Think of this.

"Fight!" He looked at A Da's back, gritted his teeth, and shouted, "Wait, I'll change!"

The words just fell.

Phew~

A jade bottle flew over and landed steadily in front of the black-robed old man.

Immediately, another invisible suction force came in, grabbing the jade box containing the blood elf fruit and taking it away in one roll.

"You are lucky to meet my master today, so be grateful, future seventh-grade alchemist."

Ada rolled up his robe, caught the jade box, and floated away, leaving only a rather pretentious word, which slowly reached the ears of the old man in black robe.

The old man in black robe raised his eyebrows, picked up the jade bottle, and opened the cap.

Suddenly, an extremely strong medicinal fragrance surged out from the mouth of the bottle.

"This!" The old man in black robe looked at the elixir in the bottle through the rich elixir fragrance. His eyes widened instantly and he said in shock: "What a strong spirituality!"

This is a very spiritual pill!

Empower spirit!

He immediately thought of this legendary word.

Empowering seventh-grade intermediate elixirs? !

Oh my God!

This is such a waste.

The old man in black robes trembled inwardly. Immediately, he quickly capped the bottle and slapped a few seals on it.

He opened his mouth again, sucked in the fragrance of red pills that spread around him, and swallowed it into his belly.

Suddenly, the whole person felt refreshed.

After doing this, he held the jade bottle tightly, his face filled with excitement.

If you can be so luxurious as to imbue a seventh-grade elixir with spirit, do you still need to ask?

That must be a certain eighth-grade grandmaster who is so idle that he can do it.

The old man in black robe took a deep breath of the air around him that still contained the fragrance of medicine, and bowed silently in the direction where Wei Yang left.

Then, he quickly packed up his things on the stage and left in a hurry.