Cultivating Immortality: Taming Beasts in the Sect

"Alchemist Gongsun, why do you always come to the alchemy room?"

When the steward in blue robe saw Gongsun Yang coming with an outer disciple, he couldn't help being surprised and greeted him.

A third-level alchemist like Gongsun Yang has a dedicated alchemy room in the inner hall, and would not normally come to the outer hall.

Gongsun Yang narrowed his eyes and said lazily: "I just finished my lecture and didn't want to go too far, so I brought my disciple here to teach him alchemy."

"Oh?" The blue-robed steward looked at the outer disciple behind him in surprise.

He knew that Gongsun Yang had actually been selecting a person who could inherit his alchemy skills, but for several years, the other party had not chosen one.

There were also some who caught his eye, but those disciples often couldn't stand his slow lectures within a month or two, lost interest in Sanwen Fire Alchemy, and finally switched to other alchemists.

And now is it finally time to make a decision?

A direct disciple of a third-level alchemist, his status in the sect is not inferior to that of the inner disciples!

At this sight, the blue-robed steward immediately recognized the other person, and the corners of his mouth twitched and he almost blurted out, "It's you!"

Tang Xing showed an amiable smile and said hello to him: "I've met the manager."

The two had known each other for a few months, and it was the steward in blue robe who introduced him to Gongsun Yang.

It's just that the blue-robed steward never expected that this guy was not an economical person. Every time a newcomer chose Gongsun Yang's side, he would persuade them to drop out of class, and he lost a lot of income for this!

"Well, from now on, let's practice alchemy with Alchemist Gongsun." The blue-robed steward said expressionlessly.

"Yes, thank you steward for the tip." Tang Xing said with a smile.

The blue-robed steward sighed secretly.

At this time, Gongsun Yang, who had just entered the alchemy room, suddenly stopped, frowned, and took a careful sniff of the faint smell of medicine that filled the air.

"This is."

He looked at the ashes under the alchemy furnace and was shocked.

How could he, who has been practicing San Wenhuo alchemy for nearly a hundred years, fail to see that this alchemy art comes from the same lineage as him, but except for himself and the deceased master, no one in the sect can practice to this level!

The fire ashes and the smell of medicine are undoubtedly elixirs, and the technique does not look like you have just started, but more like you have been studying it for several years.

"Who used this alchemy room just now?"

Gongsun Yang immediately turned his head and asked urgently, his eyes burning as if he had seen some rare treasure.

"Ah?" The blue-robed steward was stunned for a moment. He didn't know why Alchemist Gongsun would care about such a trivial matter. Could it be that there was something wrong with the alchemy furnace?

So, he carefully answered truthfully: "It's the handyman disciple who once became your disciple, Yu Changsheng."

"He has been refining it for more than ten hours since yesterday, but it failed in the end. It seems that a lot of spiritual stones were wasted."

The blue-robed steward stuck his head out and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the alchemy furnace was intact.

There is a common sense among alchemists that the alchemy furnace will be cleaned after refining the elixir. On the one hand, this is to ensure that the elixirs refined by subsequent visitors are not affected, and on the other hand, it prevents people from knowing what they have refined. Pill.

Yu Changsheng had just come into contact with alchemy, and Gongsun Yang didn't know this little bit of common sense, so he ignored it.

Only then did Gongsun Yang see the clue.

"It's him!"

Gongsun Yang was still very impressed by Yu Changsheng. After all, he studied in his class the most decently. Unfortunately, he couldn't persist in the end and left after a month.

But he never expected that it was not that the other party found it difficult to leave, but that he had already learned what he taught!

But how is this possible? It’s only one month, just one month!

Gongsun Yang stood at the door of the alchemy room a little messily.

Behind, the blue-robed steward and Tang Xing looked at him strangely, but did not dare to disturb him. What if Master Gongsun had an epiphany on the spot?

With their poor alchemy skills, they naturally cannot see as many details through the alchemy furnace and fire ashes as Gongsun Yang did.

"A genius, a hundred years, no, I'm afraid he is an alchemy wizard who is rare to see in a thousand years!"

"Even the alchemy wizard from Zihong Sect can't compare!"

Gongsun Yang murmured in shock.

He knew how difficult the Sanwen Fire Alchemy Technique he taught was, and just the word "slow" blocked many people!

But now I have met a disciple who can get started in just one month!

What’s even more outrageous is that the other party is an outsider!

"No, I have to take advantage before other alchemists notice him. As long as I accept him as my direct disciple, other alchemists can't take it away even if they want to!"

"But there are so many outer peaks in the sect. Who knows where he is? I can't find him one by one as a dignified third-level alchemist. Then I'm afraid I'll even have to find the bones!"

"By the way, the first time he made alchemy, there will definitely be a second one. You can see it naturally as long as you stay in the alchemy hall."

Gongsun Yang laughed in his heart, feeling proud of his wit.

Immediately, Gongsun Yang regained his composure, looked at the blue-robed steward and said, "When you meet Yu Changsheng next time, bring him to see me. There will be no charge for attending classes in the future."

The blue-robed steward was a little confused, but he still agreed and thought about it in his mind.

Could it be that Alchemist Gongsun felt pity for the handyman who failed to make alchemy and studied hard?

What a piece of shit luck.

Next to him, Tang Xing was a little impatient and whispered: "Teacher, it's time for us to go in."

Gongsun Yang glanced at him, a little bored.

In his eyes, the other party's talent is only average, but he has great perseverance, can learn, and can teach, but it's a pity that sometimes he is a little too thoughtful.

He chose him from among his existing disciples because there was really no one to choose from.

But now that he has a better candidate, he doesn't want to teach him anymore.

However, he only retracts his front foot and kicks his back foot, which really damages his image.

So Gongsun Yang said, "I'm tired today. Let's teach you how to make elixirs another day."

After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and walked slowly away, leaving Tang Xing dumbfounded.

"Did I do something wrong?" Tang Xing watched Gongsun Yang go away with wide eyes, not knowing what to do for a moment.

The blue-robed steward didn't know why, but he felt inexplicably happy in his heart. He smiled at him and said, "I'll leave first too. If you want to rent an alchemy room, come and find me."

"But there is a fee."

This last touch made Tang Xing's face turn pale.

With Alchemist Gongsun here, the blue-robed steward would not dare to charge, but once Alchemist Gongsun left, Tang Xing?

An outer disciple who has not yet been formally worshiped as Alchemist Gongsun’s direct disciple, what does it matter? The most you can do is be polite!

After both of them left, Tang Xing frowned, reviewing what had just happened in his mind, and finally stopped at three words.

"Yu Changsheng?"

Tang Xing murmured in surprise: "Is it his fault?"