The Abandoned Son Runs Rampant

"It's finally done." Three turquoise medicinal pills were dripping at the bottom of the pill furnace.

Just as Ye Fan was about to take out the medicinal pill, someone had already ingested the medicinal pill in his hand.

Wen Yizhi checked the medicinal pill in his hand, and said a little confusedly: "Is this a pill that falls down one by one?"

Wen Yizhi secretly said: Old man Lin from the Pill Institute has not researched this medicinal pill for two years, but a disciple of the Za Yuan actually refined this medicinal pill in the barren mountains and fields of the institute. It’s really… absurd!

Ye Fan raised his head, looked at the person on the tree, frowned, and shouted in displeasure: "Master, return the medicinal pill to me, and I will exchange it for points."

Wen Yizhi kept one pill and threw the remaining two to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan looked at the elixir that was brought over, and thought depressedly: what kind of master is this, this whole one beats the autumn wind, and the wild goose is plucking.

"In exchange for points, for points, what else do you know besides exchange for points!" Wen Yizhi reprimanded with a sullen face.

Ye Fan: "..." Dead old man, who even scolded him for robbing him of his medicinal pills, he was really thick-skinned and ate it all over the sky.

"If you can't get points, Xianjing can make do with it!" Ye Fan said sullenly.

Wen Yizhi: "..."

"I don't know how to study the formation method, and I know how to study these crooked things all day long. It's really unreasonable." Wen Yizhi said with a full face of dissatisfaction.

Ye Fan said in disapproval: "How is alchemy a crooked thing? Everyone knows that among all the arts, alchemy is the fastest one to come to Xianjing."

Wen Yizhi's face was black and he said sourly: "Yeah! Alchemy is the fastest to come to Xianjing, but I know that you have no talent for alchemy."

Ye Fan said displeasedly, "Why do I have no talent."

Wen Yizhi smiled inscrutably and said, "During the entrance examination of the academy, you first went to the alchemy courtyard for the examination, but it was deleted in the first round, and it was deleted with the last score. ,is not it?"

Ye Fan rolled his eyes and said, "Then you can't blame me, since it's an assessment by the Pill Academy, then everyone should make a real pill and compare them together, then I'll be the first to come back in minutes! But , I don't know what the instructor in charge of the Pill Academy's assessment is thinking, who is the alchemist who created the Five God Pills, how can I know who it is."

Wen Yizhi: "..." Brother Ye doesn't even know about Mu Liluo, so he still wants to take the exam at the Pill Academy, it's really inexplicable! However, it's not surprising that Ye Fan doesn't know Mu Liluo. After all, this guy has been in the academy for a few years, but he doesn't even know who he is.

"You should put more effort into the formation, don't waste your formation talent." Wen Yizhi said.

Ye Fan nodded and said, "I see, I will work hard to study the formation." Ye Fan secretly said: Some of Wen Yizhi's formations may be feasible, and some are not reliable. What can he do!

"Look at this." Wen Yizhi threw a magic weapon to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan looked at Wen Yizhi and said suspiciously, "This is a mysterious magic weapon!"

Wen Yizhi nodded and said, "That's right! This magic weapon is called the Thousand Soul Bell. When activated, it can shock the opponent's soul. However, there is something wrong with the spirit array in this magic weapon, so it can't be used. Now, let's see if you can fix it!"

Ye Fan looked at Wen Yizhi and secretly said: This old man is really schizophrenic! For a while, he was asked to study the technique of formation, and for a while, he threw a magic tool for him to repair, and also wanted the horse to run, and also wanted the horse not to eat grass.

Ye Fan checked the magic weapon, and said in surprise: "The spirit array map here involves the realm of the soul!" For others, the difficulty of things related to the realm of the soul increases exponentially, but it is just the opposite for Ye Fan. .

Ye Fan secretly said: If it is other aspects of the spirit array, he may not have a way, but, in the realm of the soul, maybe you can try.

"Can it be repaired?" Wen Yizhi asked.

Ye Fan hesitated and said, "You can try, but it will take time."

Wen Yizhi nodded and said, "Yes, take your time."

Most of the instruments in the Waste Tool Hall are not too high-level and of average quality. Even if some precious instruments are broken, the person who holds the instruments will not throw them casually.

The Qianhunbell that Wen Yizhi gave to Ye Fan was exchanged by Wen Yizhi with a sum of immortal crystals. When the Qianhunbell was easy to use, it would kill a **** when it encounters a god, and kill a Buddha when it encounters a Buddha. But it is just a pile of scrap iron, so it is so, and it also spent a large sum of immortal crystals from Wen Yi.

Wen Yizhi looked at Ye Fan and said, "You mean it's possible?"

Ye Fan nodded and said, "Half and half."

"Then leave it to you." Wen Yizhi was immediately excited when he heard Ye Fan's words. If the real thing can be repaired, then he will make a lot of money.

...

One of Wen Yi has always been invisible and disappeared without a trace. After staying with Ye Fan for a while, he disappeared.

Shortly after Wen Yizhi left, Chen Nuo and Tao Ye came over.

Tao Ye looked at the elixir that Ye Fan handed over, his eyes full of shock, "Fellow Daoist Ye, is this Luoying Qingxin Pill?"

Tao Ye didn't have too much hope for Ye Fan when he offered Ye Fan the medicine for the treatment of evil spirits before.

"One 3,000 points, no counter-offer." Ye Fan said in a business-like manner.

Tao Ye nodded and said, "No problem."

Although Luoying Qingxin Pill is only a human-level pill, this pill is a kind of ancient pill. The refining method or the processing method of spirit grass may be a little special. If the monk who can be refined, the phoenix hair water chestnut, if it is sold at an auction, It is also possible to sell tens of thousands of immortal crystals.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, if someone asks about the origin of the pill, can we say it's you?" Chen Nuo asked.

Ye Fan waved his hand and said, "Don't say me, just say I bought it outside. I'm a low-key person, and I don't like to be public." Making a fortune in silence is king!

Chen Nuo looked at Ye Fan, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Fellow Daoist Ye, in fact, if it is revealed that you can refine Luoying Qingxin Pill, there may be an elder in the Pill Academy who will recognize your level of Pill Technique, and you can take advantage of this. The opportunity was transferred from Zayuan to Danyuan."

Ye Fan shook his head and said, "No, I don't want to be transferred to the Danyuan."

Ye Fan secretly said: He has already worshipped the mad old man in the Array Court as his teacher, why should he join the alchemy courtyard again? Isn't he looking for a beating? Listening to Yunxi's meaning, his cheap master is one of the best among the deans of the art academy. It is estimated that the sloppy dean of the alchemy academy is not a match for his cheap master.

Chen Nuo looked at Ye Fan and said strangely: "Ye Daoyou, you are really loyal to the Zayuan."

Ye Fan secretly said: How is he loyal to Zayuan, he is loyal to this waste house, Zayuan is a hair!

"Actually, Fellow Daoist Ye, it's really hard to get ahead in Zayuan, you should still make plans earlier." Chen Nuo said.

Brother Ye smiled and said confidently: "Don't worry, if I want to transfer to another hospital, I will be able to transfer successfully. However, I am staying in the Zayuan well for the time being."

Chen Nuo smiled and said, "Young Daoist Ye, just have your own considerations."

...

Dan Tang.

"Princess? Is the dean looking for you?" Pei Ying asked.

Luo Xue nodded and said, "The dean got a Luoying Qingxin Pill, and his heart moved again. Come to me to decompose the pill."

Ye Fan sold a total of two pills to the Law Enforcement Hall, one was used by the mad monk in the Law Enforcement Hall, and the other one was sold by Tao Ye for 4,000 points.

Lin Tianyi had been studying Luoying Qingxin Pill for two years before, but he gave up without finding any results. However, Lin Tianyi recently obtained Luoying Qingxin Pill and wanted to restart his research on this pill.

"Is there any progress?" Pei Ying asked.

Luo Xue shook her head and said, "The several herbs that have been decomposed are all the known ones, neither too much nor too little. The formula of this medicine pill should be fine, but the problem may still be in the refining of medicine pill. above."

"Can you find the alchemist who sells the pills?" Pei Ying asked.

Luo Xue shook her head and said, "The people from the Law Enforcement Hall said that the medicine pill was found on the black market, and I don't know who the medicine master was."

Luo Xue squinted her eyes, and there was a vague guess in her heart that the medicinal pill was provided by the alchemist who had been providing the alchemy in the Law Enforcement Hall. From the nature of the pill, it should have been refined recently.

...

Taking Wen Yizhi as a teacher did not have much impact on Ye Fan's life. The relationship between Wen Yizhi and Ye Fan was more of an underground master-apprentice relationship. Except for Bai Yunxi, no one knew about Wen Yi's collection. Ye Fan is a disciple.

Jin He looked at Ye Fan in confusion and said, "Fellow Daoist Ye, why are you looking so listless these days?"

Jin He secretly said: Ye Fan's output of magical tools has not been as high as before. However, these days, Ye Fan didn't sell him a lot of magic tools, but it gave him a chance to breathe. Otherwise, Ye Fan would always take magic tools for him to sell, and he didn't know who to sell to.

Ao Xiaofan sneered and muttered to himself, "After being scolded by the old man, I naturally have no spirit."

Ye Fan looked at Jin He and said, "Is something wrong?"

Jin He nodded and said, "Yes! The Dean of the Artifact Refining Institute is going to give a lecture today. Anyone can listen to it. People from the Wuyuan Academy can also listen to it. People from our Zayuan can also listen. It's a bottleneck, you can go to the lecture."

Ye Fan said suspiciously, "Do you need points for listening to the class?"

Jin He shook his head and said, "This is an open class, no points are required."

"Free! I like free things the most, let's go." Ye Fan said.

"Alright, let's go quickly, we'll be late, and we won't have a seat." Jin He said.

Jin and Ye Fan flew towards the altar of the Refining Institute.

There are many monks along the way, and both of them are in the same direction.

"Where are you two going?"

When Jin He saw the person standing in front of him, he quickly said respectfully, "I have seen Dean Wen."

Ye Fan looked at Wen Yizhi and saluted.

"Are you going to the refining class?" Wen Yizhi asked.

"Yes." Jin He said cautiously.

Wen Yizhi tossed his sleeves, scolded him bitterly, "doesn't work properly" and left.

Jin He looked at Ye Fan and said incredulously: "Ye Daoyou, Dean Wen actually stopped the two of us from talking!"

"Yes!" Ye Fan said.

"President Wen actually talked to us." Jin He murmured.

"He didn't praise you, why are you so excited!" Ye Fan said displeased.

Jin He hesitated for a moment and said, "That's Dean Wen!"

Ye Fan pouted and said, "President Wen, that's not a big deal, hurry up, or it will be too late."

Jin He looked at Ye Fan and said, "Fellow Daoist Ye, you are really calm!"

Ye Fan smiled and said, "To be a person is to be calm."

Ye Fan glanced at Jin He and said, "Fellow Daoist Jin, does Director Wen get along well with the Director of the Refining Institute?"

Jin He nodded and said: "Of course, I heard that the two of them have always been rivals. Recently, there have been many outstanding refiners in the Refinery Institute, but the monks in the Formation Court have been mediocre, and Dean Wen seems to be very angry. ."

Ye Fan: "..." From the look of old man Wen, you can see that this guy is a misunderstanding of the children, and the monks in the court are mediocre.