Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei

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The powerful medicine healed their torn meridians, and Yue Shengliang saw their physical condition and recovered at a visible speed.

He was dumbfounded, "This... what kind of powerful and ancient healing secret technique is this, the effect is too heaven-defying."

Mu Qianxi said: "It's not old, it's quite new."

"Idiot, it's Lord Qianxi who defies the sky!" Nine-turn Lingding said.

Yue Shengliang has a natural physique for refining medicine, even if his level is low, he still feels very proud of his talent.

However, seeing the Sovereign showing such a hand now, he has been beaten to pieces.

What talent does he have? His talent is scum!

He is completely like a frog at the bottom of a well, he still has a lot to learn about the way of refining medicine.

Mu Qianxi said: "Don't practice in my territory and his peak in the future, or you will end up miserable."

As for why, they also know.

This is estimated to be the same as when the dark night falls in the place of baptism, kind people will be treated preferentially, and they will be abused.

"Sovereign, but the spiritual power here is too strong. We are indeed greedy, and we also want to make our sect stronger!" They wanted to become stronger, and the greed in their eyes was not concealed.

Mu Qianxi said: "It depends on the situation, wait until I research a suitable formation."

It is impossible for Ah Huan to estimate, she can study the formation of Ah Huan.

When Ah Huan wakes up, ask for advice, maybe you can strengthen the other peaks with formations.

They were right, it was better for her to have stronger subordinates.

She wants to find the core of the three reversal formations as soon as possible, so that Ah Huan will no longer be restrained and feel so uncomfortable.

"Sect Master..." Everyone withdrew after their injuries recovered.

Yue Shengliang didn't leave, and looked at Mu Qianxi without guard, but with admiration.

Just now, the suzerain Lu Na, he has already confirmed that she is definitely the most powerful alchemist he has ever seen.

Mu Qianxi asked: "Want to learn how to prepare potions?"

"I... I don't have such a powerful secret recipe. I'm still not the suzerain's confidant, nor a disciple. How can He De..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Qianxi said: "It's okay if you want to learn! After all, none of the pharmacists in my Ghost Doctor Building can't make potions. There are formulas for basic potions on it. Research it yourself."

Yue Shengliang looked at the letter in his hand with a dazed expression.

Such miraculous effects, he thought it was the sect master's secret, so she easily handed it over to him, who had been in the sect for a few days.

"I will not disappoint the suzerain!" she said firmly.

Afterwards, Mu Qianxi discussed with Yan Luo and the others, the content was that the Prison Emperor Sect would expand and arrange for someone to control the intelligence of the Quartet.

Especially in the three directions of the south of Guangming Domain and the north and west, if there are any unusual places, they can be reported immediately.

The fourth city lord said: "The suzerain wants to find the secret place hidden in the light domain, the place of inheritance or something? Are you looking for opportunities?"

However, Yan Luo felt that the master did not do this for a chance. After all, what chance is more powerful than a contract with an eternal artifact?

The master did this for the sake of Lord Eternal Qianhuan.

Mu Qianxi said: "Well! You just think that I am for this, and be more careful."

"yes!"

Yan Ling opened the mouth and said: "Master, speaking of expansion, our Prison Emperor Sect is going to recruit some new disciples. Although our original team is not bad, it is impossible for a large sect to be successful without the injection of new blood."

"Indeed." Mu Qianxi nodded slightly.

"It just so happened that several nearby sects sent posts, planning to conduct a joint selection of new disciples, and let us Prison Emperor Sect participate." Yan Ling said again.

The fourth city lord said: "We will be invited to this matter, and I guess they don't have any good intentions. They can't help but test our strength!"

"Then go! Since you have decided to grow your sect, there is no need to keep a low profile." Mu Qianxi finalized this matter.

On the day when the disciples were selected, Mu Qianxi, the suzerain, took Yan Ling and the fourth city lord to set off, and Yan Luo guarded the base camp.

Yan Ling said worriedly: "Master, are you really not bringing brother?"

"The newly established sect, I don't want to be trampled down." There is a lot of power staring at their brand new sect, so of course we must guard against being overshadowed.

After all, in this place, everyone is trying their best to do bad things to benefit themselves.

Soon they arrived at a city where the disciples were recruited this time. As soon as Mu Qianxi came, someone teased: "I didn't expect that the master of the Prison Emperor Sect is really a young beauty! It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Sect Master Mu's alluring appearance is nothing wrong with saying that he is the number one beauty in the Bright Realm."

"..."

A group of people praised Mu Qianxi's beauty greatly. Any woman who is praised like this will definitely be very proud and complacent.

However, they looked at Mu Qianxi's beautiful face without a trace of waves, and were slightly taken aback. They were neither arrogant nor impetuous, and they were a calm master with unpredictable thoughts.

The rules for recruiting new disciples are as follows. Everyone will test their strength and talent in the square in the city.

After that, you can choose your sect freely, and you only have one chance to choose.

If you are selected, you will take the sect away, and then conduct your own selection.

Each sect requires a certain number of new disciples, and only those who are redundant can officially join the sect.

Of course, those who have been eliminated have only one way, and that is to die, the stepping stone to become a formal disciple.

Each sect has put up a signboard in the city, there are eighth-class sects, and even ninth-class sects.

The test side has ended, and many people flock here.

Someone has already yelled, "Enter our Fire Sky Sect, there will be ten low-level super god pills a month, and I will take you to kill ten opponents of the same level."

"Entering our Muyun Pavilion, there will be countless beauties."

"We have artifacts..."

The opening conditions are very attractive, the more people you can recruit here, the better.

Even if they want very few disciples, the more they will be eliminated and the more people will die, the greater the benefits will be for them.

No matter how great the benefits are, they are actually very empty, and there are not many people who can get them by fate, but for these sects, many people flock to them.

Everyone found that the Prison Emperor Sect was unusually silent. After all, Mu Qianxi could smash everyone to death with the pill, but she didn't choose to do so.

Yan Ling said in a low voice: "Master, I have asked. The test is controlled by the eighth-rank sect, and the real good seedlings have been booked in advance by them, and the rest of us are estimated to be all unqualified. .”

They secretly hooked up a long time ago, but their Prison Emperor Sect was too new to play with them at all, didn't take them seriously, and made things difficult on purpose. Mu Qianxi was very calm, "Just let them go, I don't like these people either. This time recruit new disciples, let's do it!"