"Haha" Mrs. Hu laughed and said, "It's my fault. If he refined a spiritual pill for me this time, then don't ask for his reward. I'll give you a hundred thousand little spirit beads."

"Really?" Li Qing asked excitedly immediately.

"Of course it's true. You helped me get the opportunity to advance to the fire disaster. What does a mere 100,000 Spirit Pearl count?" Mrs. Hu said proudly.

"Hehe, then I will thank my wife," Li Qing said with a smile.

"You, you are so stupid, you have a good fortune." Mrs. Hu suddenly said: "What we lack most here is spiritual medicine, and what we also lack is spiritual elixir and high-level alchemist. If you meet a grand alchemy master who has been resident for ten years this time, then I will tell you clearly that you will be successful in your life. At that time, I might ask you all."

"How is that possible?" Li Qing said in shock.

"How is it impossible?" Mrs. Hu sneered: "You still don't know the value of the great master of alchemy. Even a half-immortal is required to him, and his status is still above the true person of Thunder Tribulation. Anyone who seeks elixir must contact him respectfully. At that time, if you ask for a message, I am afraid that it will cost tens of thousands of small spirit beads.

"Can this still happen?" Li Qing said in shock.

"Of course this is the case. This means that one person can attain enlightenment, and the chicken and dog will ascend to heaven." Mrs. Hu smiled and said, "If he is really the master of alchemy, I am a chicken and you are a dog, and we can all soar to the sky. At that time, maybe I will rely on your support."

"I dare not, I will listen to your instructions from my wife." Li Qing was not stupid, and hurried and sincerely expressed his opinion.

"Haha" Mrs. Hu smiled slightly and said with satisfaction: "If this is the case, then I guarantee that you will be successful in the future."

"Hehe, thank you madam," Li Qing hurriedly smiled.

At this moment, suddenly, Mrs. Hu's face changed, she took a few deep breaths and said, "Little Li, have you asked for a scent?"

"Yes, the medicine smells so fragrant." Li Qing was energetic and said, "Where did you come from?"

"Do you still need to ask? The master must have started to refine alchemy?" Mrs. Hu said excitedly: "Just relying on this fragrance, you know that the master is definitely not fake. No, I have to seal it here and not let the fragrance spread. Otherwise, if the news is leaked, we will not be able to curry favor with the master."

After saying that, Mrs. Hu hurriedly took out a token and began to use it to control the ban on the entire treasure building.

In a blink of an eye, the next day, Fang Lie got up from the bed, stretched his body, then washed and dressed neatly, walked to the living room, and sat upright at the dining table.

Then Fang Lie fired a light of inspiration and notified the people from Baolou to come in and serve.

As a result, what Fang Lie didn't expect was that he had just shot out the inspiration, and Mrs. Hu and Li Qing came in.

Fang Lie was stunned at that time and couldn't help but say, "Do you happen to be here too?"

Under normal circumstances, Fang Lie issued a notice and would first serve the maid, and then the maid informed the two of them. There would definitely be a process.

Mrs. Hu did not dare to hide it at all and hurriedly said, "Master, we were two of us staying outside for a night."

"Are you afraid I will run away?" Fang Lie said with a little dissatisfaction.

"How dare you, how dare you?" Mrs. Hu said hurriedly: "I am afraid that the master will not be able to serve you well, and the second is that I am too concerned about my chance to advance. If I offend you, Master, you must forgive me."

As he said that, Mrs. Hu actually knelt down in front of Fang Lie, holding Fang Lie's thighs with both hands, and a pair of divine peaks on her chest kept rubbing against Fang Lie's knees.

Fang Lie looked from above and saw a snow-white patch through his collar.

Faced with the weak woman's posture, Fang Lie's anger disappeared immediately, and he waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, get up quickly, this is your spiritual pill."

As he said that, Fang Lie handed a jade bottle to Mrs. Hu.

Mrs. Hu took it and saw three longan-eye-sized elixirs spinning around inside, and suddenly shouted excitedly: "Oh my God, three? They are all top-grade masters, no, they are masters, you are really masters."

Seeing her excited look, she wanted to lie on the ground and let Fang Lie trample on it before she could be content.

But Fang Lie was a little guilty because he had refined ten spiritual pills, half of which were the best, and the remaining top grades were garbage in his eyes.

However, according to the rules of the alchemist, just give one of this advanced spiritual pill. Fang Lie gave three in one breath, which was considered to be the ultimate righteousness.

But what Fang Lie didn't know was that he was also exposed. Because all over the world, he was afraid that he could use the Nirvana divine fire to refine so many spiritual pills in a furnace. Other alchemists, even at the level of a grandmaster, were good enough to produce three pills, and most of the other medicinal materials would be scrapped.

Fortunately, Mrs. Hu herself was a half-baked person and didn't know much. She mistakenly thought that Fang Lie was easy to talk to, so she gave her all the elixirs and did not detain them.

Fang Lie was not interested in Mrs. Hu's performance, he just said lightly: "Since you are satisfied, what about my reward?"

"It's here, please hold it away." Mrs. Hu quickly put the fairy crystal in front of Fang Lie.

Fang Lie looked at it, nodded with satisfaction, and then said, "I'm going to stay in seclusion for a few days, try this thing, you all go out, you won't be harassed if you have nothing to do."

"Of course, no one dares to disturb you." Mrs. Hu said, while staying with Li Qing to leave.

But at this time, Fang Lie suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute, I'm hungry, prepare some top-grade spiritual food."

"As for the order," Mrs. Hu hurriedly agreed, but her face quickly became a little ugly, and she said weakly: "However, our best spiritual food is the material on the sixth-level monster. And the price is extremely high, and a meal costs one hundred thousand spirit beads."

"What?" Fang Lie shouted directly: "Is this kind of inferior thing so embarrassed to call Lingshi? It costs another one hundred thousand?"

You know, Fang Lie is a person who was fed by Mo Qianxun. In Mo Qianxun, the worst of all, they are the eighth-level monsters, and often they eat the meat of the ninth-level monster king.

Those spirits and flesh were processed by master chefs for several days. They were extremely delicious and full of spiritual energy. Fang Lie never got tired of eating them.

But he didn't expect that the level here would be so poor, which really made him a little annoyed.

Mrs. Hu said aggrievedly: "I can't do anything about it? Look at this place, it's tens of millions of miles. Not to mention monsters, even grass can't grow. Any ingredients must be transported from the market 60 million miles away, so the sixth-level monsters are also sky-high."

Fang Lie shook his head and said helplessly: "Your level is really bad. When I was at home, the most time it was eighth-level monsters used to make food, and the ten thousand-year-old spirit grass made fine wine. You still walked around the streets with fire catastrophes and thunder catastrophes, and star damage city as numerous as dogs."

"This" Mrs. Hu was speechless.

Fang Lie was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he waved his hand and said helplessly: "Forget it, forgot, let me get some done and let me taste it."

"Yes," Mrs. Hu nodded quickly and agreed, and then took Li Qing away.

After Mrs. Hu left, she immediately went down to the kitchen and told the chef to take out the best batch of ingredients, and made a sumptuous banquet for Fang Lie, and delivered it to her.

She arranged for more than a dozen beautiful maids to serve Fang Lie, and then she left.

Afterwards, Madam Hu did not stop and flew out of the treasure building and came to the city lord's mansion not far away, and asked directly to meet the deputy city lord An Dao Ren.

An Daoren is a master in the late stage of the Thunder Tribulation. When the city lord was in seclusion for many years, he and several junior brothers basically had a look at the city lord's power, and he was the second among the four brothers.

This is a skinny old man, wearing Yubaba's Taoist robe, sitting upright on the cloud bed, eyes closed, those who don't know thought it was a dead person.

But Mrs. Hu did not dare to underestimate her at all, and she knelt down honestly and said, "The granddaughter is looking for the ancestors."

The man An Dao Ren was still motionless, as if he was asleep.

However, Mrs. Hu knew that the old man was awake and was too lazy to speak. But she did not dare to be negligent at all. She knew the temper of her ancestors. With her humble identity, she was not qualified to see him. Only in an emergency can she ask for a meeting. If she dared to come up with nothing, she would definitely be beaten.

So Mrs. Hu did not dare to delay and hurriedly explained, "A great alchemy master came to the treasure building where the ancestors and granddaughter were in charge."

"Hmm?" An Dao Ren, who was originally like a dead man, immediately opened his eyes and said curiously, "This is a rare thing. We don't produce spiritual herbs here. Even if some things related to alchemy fall from the sky, we will send them there. How could the dignified alchemy master condescend to surrender to the nobles and come here in person? Are you right?

"Absolutely," Mrs. Hu hurriedly took out the pill refined by Fang Lie, handed it over, and said, "This was refined by the granddaughter entrusted to the master. He only used it overnight."

An Dao Ren took the spiritual pill and checked it. His face changed drastically and said, "Good pills, full of elixirs, are the best among the top grades, and are close to the best. One can be as good as three ordinary ones. With it, you will never be a problem for you to advance to the fire catastrophe. It is definitely the work of a master."

"If my ancestors say the same thing, then it's definitely correct." Mrs. Hu smiled and said, "Actually, even now, her granddaughter still doubts whether he is a liar.

"Why?" An Dao Ren asked curiously.

"One is cultivation, his realm is not as high as mine, but Fang Lie is extremely thick, I'm afraid he's not much different from his ancestors; second is age, he must be only a hundred years old; third is speed, he actually refines it overnight. No matter how powerful other masters are, this eighth-level top-grade spiritual pill will have to be refined for a year, right?" Mrs. Hu said: "If these three spiritual pills were not obviously angry, they must have been recently released, and I wouldn't believe it's true."

"Hmm? Interesting." An Dao Ren pondered: "A low level, master, and great master of alchemy, aren't they the core disciples of the previous generations of Xuanmen?"

"But he said he was not from the Xuanmen," said Mrs. Hu.

"Then he told you his origin?" asked An Dao Ren.

"No, he didn't even say his name, he was covered in a black robe, and I couldn't even see his face." Mrs. Hu said hurriedly.

"Isn't that enough? He wants to hide his background, so he can't tell you the truth." An Daoren smiled and said, "What's this kid coming here for? Have you inquire?"
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