Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 219 The fifth-level peak alchemist! Rich as a country! The competition begins!

Author: Likes to eat cold preserved eggs

Chapter 219 The fifth-level peak alchemist! Rich as a country! The competition begins!

"You have so many surprises. What else in this world can't you learn?" Long Haochen said with admiration.

After thinking seriously for a moment, Zilong nodded and answered truthfully.

"Yes! Why not! I can't even do what my dad knows! My dad can also travel through time and space!"

Ever since he was young, whenever he mentioned cultivation, Zilong always said that he would never leave his father!

no way!

His father is really strong! So strong that it goes beyond worldly knowledge!

"The head is destroyed and there is no magic crystal! This green double-sword demon is worth at most two thousand gold coins!"

Turning around and looking at Zilong and the others, the middle-aged man in charge of the appraisal spoke nonsense in a serious tone.

"Let's go, let's sell it! I will use it to make pills later, and the price will be at least dozens of times higher!"

Zilong opened his five fingers and put the body of the green double-sword demon on the table into the space ring.

"Tell me earlier! We know that you are an alchemist, and we don't know... what! Alchemist!"

Li Xin looked surprised and stared at Zilong closely.

The latter clasped his arms and said proudly, "You didn't even ask! And the teacher asked me to keep it a secret."

Pulling Zilong aside, Long Haochen asked with serious faces.

"Xiaolong, how many levels of elixir can you refine now?"

After thinking in his mind for a moment, Zilong said uncertainly.

"Level 5! But the elixir success rate is only 85%."

When they heard about the fifth level, although they didn't understand it in detail, Long Haochen and his two men were already overwhelmed with emotion!

They don't understand it, but that doesn't mean they don't know it.

A fifth-level alchemist! It is no exaggeration to say that even Zilong is a useless person.

But as long as he can refine fifth-level elixirs, he will definitely become a guest of all major forces.

Everyone knows that there are often magicians, but it is rare to have the talent of an alchemist!

The reason why Lin Xin is known as the genius of the Magic Temple is inseparable from his possession of this talent.

Moreover, the alchemist is called by the world to be the richest profession in the Holy Demon Continent.

"Get rich, get rich! Hee hee hee!" Li Xin danced happily.

It was as if she was the one who became the alchemist.

However, given the relationship between the two of them, Zilong, who became an alchemist, would certainly not ignore them.

"But my dad said, it's better to take less pills. If you become dependent on them, it will have a serious impact on your practice."

Zilong reminded Long Haochen and Li Xin seriously.

"This is also the reason why I have never used pills to increase my spiritual power. You'd better take less of them. No!"

He took out two bottles of Spirit Gathering Pill and gave them to Long Haochen and Li Xin respectively.

After receiving the Spirit Gathering Pill from Zilong, the two of them held it in their hands and looked at it carefully as if they had found a treasure.

"Level 5 Peak Spirit Gathering Pill, taking one every day can increase your spiritual power by fifty. Remember what I said before, don't rely on it."

Looking at the golden-yellow patterned porcelain bottles in their hands, Zilong introduced them in detail.

"Holy crap! Level 5 peak elixir! Who! Who refined it? Can you recommend it?"

Just as Long Haochen was about to put away the Spirit Gathering Pill in his hand, a young man wearing a suit and with green hair came over.

I saw his eyes shining brightly as he stared at the pills in their hands, salivating.

"Who are you! This is our elixir! You don't know how to make it yourself!"

Zilong pushed away the green-haired boy standing in front of him and said with a wary expression.

Scratching the back of his head in embarrassment, the green-haired boy replied with a smile.

"Uh... this! Hehe! I really can't make it out yet, but I'm pretty sure after reaching the fourth level."

Hearing that the other party was also an alchemist, Zilong just wanted to give an answer.

But he was pulled aside by Long Haochen, who was also staring at the green-haired boy with a wary expression.

"No comment, this elixir belongs to the elders. If there is nothing else, we will take the first step."

After speaking, Long Haochen motioned for the two of them to follow him and left the auction house.

But the voice coming from behind stopped Long Haochen and the others.

"Since we met by fate, why should my brother be so hostile? I'm just curious and have no evil intentions."

The green-haired boy took out a bottle of fourth-level spirit-gathering pill and weighed it in his hand.

Turning around and seeing the Spirit Gathering Pill in his hand, Long Haochen and the other two had not spoken yet.

Zilong suddenly realized, "No wonder you want to get to know that fifth-level alchemist. It turns out that you are only a mid-level fourth-level alchemist."

Taking back the Spirit-Gathering Pill in his hand, the green-haired boy nodded bitterly and admitted.

"No! The elders in the palace asked me to explore alone, but after thinking for a long time, I still can't find a way to break through. I'm worried to death."

After a second thought, the green-haired boy excitedly walked up to Zilong, rubbed his hands together and said flatteringly.

"Brother! I see that you have an extraordinary appearance and refined temperament. I think you must know that master. Can you recommend me? Hehe!"

Turning around and leaving the green-haired boy with his back, the three purple dragons waved their hands in rejection.

"What a beautiful idea!" the three of them said in unison.

At the entrance of the Knight Arena, Zilong and the other two met up with Ye Hua who arrived first.

The four of them shared with each other interesting stories and cultivation issues during these days.

"Don't blame the teacher for hiding it from you. As Zilong said, my teacher is also afraid that you will rely on this thing. It will be useless to cultivate inertia in the future."

The four of them were walking on the passage, but what was strange was the famous Holy City of Knights.

But it seemed extremely deserted, with almost no passers-by.

"Teacher...which profession did you sign up for me?" Zilong asked, scratching his head.

Ye Hua stopped, looked back and forth at the three of them, and said mysteriously with the corner of his mouth raised.

"We will naturally find out when the competition starts. Before that we keep it a secret."

Behind the passage, Oniwu and Oniying, father and son, walked side by side.

Compared to the high spirits of ten years ago, Guiying now has a somewhat twilight air.

"Damn it! It's that old man again! I've had bad luck for eight lifetimes, and I can encounter it wherever I go."

Oniwu was so frightened that he turned around and did not dare to look at the four Zilongs. The same was true for the ghost figures beside him.

He originally had the cultivation level of a sixth-level radiant knight, but now he has become a waste.

The meridians all over my body were severed! I tried my best to find famous doctors for treatment, but my meridians were still intact.

Over this, Guiying was heartbroken for ten years. If it weren't for his own child Guiwu.

After treatment, the fundamentals were not damaged and he was still able to practice cultivation.

I am afraid that he has already wiped his neck and returned to Jiuquan with regret...

Unaware of the Gui family and his son, Ye Hua and the other four walked into the competition hall.

"Huh~! Remember! Don't be offended! The shame of these ten years will slowly be repaid! What we need now is time! It's up to you...child."

Ghost Shadow raised his weak arm and slapped Onimu's cold right arm.

His eyes were filled with hope and distress.

"I know how to do it, father! I will keep a low profile and accumulate my wealth! I will take revenge even if I risk my life!"

Onimu's face was full of violence. If it weren't for his talent, he would have been born in a single line.

I'm afraid that he has been abandoned by his family now.

The father and son were reduced to sand in the sea of ​​humanity, begging for help in the world.

With the flame of revenge, Oniwu put away his arrogance and domineering attitude, lowered his head and walked into the competition field.

"The draw of the competition begins! The first game! No. 89! Versus No. 88! Players are invited to enter!"

(End of chapter)