The First Saint of Alchemy

Curious, he went up to take a look. Although he was not strong enough, he had some good eyesight.

When he saw the round shape of the elixir, his eyes became a little more joyful: "It's really good."

The old man put the porcelain bottle on the tip of his nose and sniffed, then closed his eyes, and then took another sniff. Finally, he separated a spiritual thought and carefully tested the elixir.

After struggling like this for a quarter of an hour, the old man smiled and said: "I'm sorry, I've been worrying too much. I hope my little brother will understand!"

Hearing the old man's words, the young man's face showed a look of ecstasy, he cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Brother, thanks to you, this trip to listen to the fragrance is well worth it!"

Jin Mo, who was standing by the side, also breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

If Mr. Ye didn't succeed in the end, he probably would have dismantled his auction house due to his arrogant temper.

Thank God, it's finally done!

Thanks to this young man, although he looks unfamiliar, he is his lifesaver after all. When it is over, he must be given a supreme card from the auction house and treated as a guest of the auction house.

"I also wish my brother to be able to embrace a beautiful woman. Although this thing is good, it may not be a perfect solution. If it is paired with something spiritual, the success rate will be greater." Tang Yan said suddenly.

The young man who was already overjoyed was already extremely convinced of Tang Yan. Hearing this, he hurriedly asked: "Brother, is there anything else spiritual? If it's okay, you can ask for anything you need!"

"We two brothers are destined to talk about other things!" Tang Yan waved his hand.

After hearing Tang Yan's words, the young man's favorable impression of him soared. He laughed and said, "Based on your words, Feng recognizes you as my brother."

Tang Yan also smiled and asked, "I wonder what the living environment of Brother Feng's sweetheart is like?"

"Spring flowers and autumn moon, luxuriant forests and bamboos, water hugging the small courtyard, the fairyland is fluttering." The young man described it.

Tang Yan's thoughts changed and he said: "I have a poem here. If it can be used by my brothers, it may give me a better chance of winning."

"Poetry?" When they heard this word, everyone, including the old man behind the young man, was stunned.

In this world where martial arts is respected, most people are cultivating, and poetry is not prosperous.

Will this thing work?

Mr. Feng asked out of curiosity: "I wonder what kind of poem it is?"

"I believe that with Mr. Feng's ability, it shouldn't be difficult to enter her immortal abode. Once you give her this Beauty Pill, you will definitely win her favor.

When you say goodbye, with this beauty elixir as a backing, the woman will give it to you personally.

At this time, ask this old man to row a awning boat by the river and wait for you, and you can leave in the boat. "

The old man next to the young man had black lines in his head after hearing Tang Yan's words. Just now I called myself Mr., and now I call myself Grandpa. The gap between them is probably too big.

"Just left?" Mr. Feng asked hurriedly, ignoring the old man's thoughts.

"This is called playing hard to get. After you get on the boat, you start reciting poems. By the way, is there a small bridge nearby? What is its name?" Tang Yan asked.

"Yes, bamboo bridge."

Nodding, Tang Yan stood with his hands behind his back and said slowly: "The name of the poem is "Farewell to the Bamboo Bridge Again".

I left quietly,

As I come gently;

I waved gently,

Farewell to the clouds in the western sky.

The golden willows by the river,

Is the bride in the sunset;

The beautiful shadows in the waves,

Flowing in my heart.

…

Green banana on the soft mud,

Slickly swaggering under the water;

In the soft waves of the Bamboo River,

I am willing to be a waterweed!

That pool under the elm shade,

It’s not a clear spring, it’s a rainbow in the sky;

Crushed among the floating algae,

Precipitating rainbow-like dreams.

…

Looking for a dream? Hold a long pole,

Walking back to where the grass is greener;

A ship full of stars,

Singing in the starry sky.

But I can't sing,

Quietness is the shengxiao of parting;

The summer insects are also silent for me,

Silence is the bamboo bridge tonight!

…

I left quietly,

Just as I came quietly;

I waved my sleeves,

Don't take away a single cloud. "

Tang Yan did not borrow ancient poetry, but quoted a modern poem on earth.

When the poem ended, the place fell silent.

Everyone is completely immersed in the faint romantic atmosphere.

This poem has beautiful words and even more beautiful artistic conception. Coupled with Tang Yan's talented temperament and the state of walking slowly with his hands behind his back, it has quite a charm.

After hearing this, Master Feng's heart skipped a beat. Although he is a dandy, he comes from an extraordinary background and is considered a very knowledgeable person. All he could say about this poem was, good, so damn good!

He automatically imagined that he was standing on the bow of the boat and reciting poetry, and the beautiful woman behind him was shocked by him.

The more he thought about it, the more Mr. Feng felt that this poem was really appropriate.

Moreover, this poem is straightforward and graceful, with nothing obscure or difficult to understand. On the surface, it describes one's attachment to Zhuqiao, but in reality it hints one's feelings for one's sweetheart.

How wonderful! After thinking about it, he raised his head and laughed loudly, and Mr. Feng's laughter also woke everyone up.

The people around him immediately let out bursts of exclamation as if they were waking up from a dream. Even though most of the people present are thick-set men, beautiful things will always resonate.

"Okay! Brother, that's great!" Mr. Feng smiled while stroking his hands: "Let's go have a drink! Write down the poem just now and I will take note of it."

At Mr. Feng's warm invitation, Tang Yan and Mr. Feng walked outside, and the old man quickly followed.

Seeing Tang Yan being dragged away by Young Master Feng, Elder Chu and Elder Qiu showed a trace of anger and frustration on their faces. What kind of shit luck did this kid have to get favored by that dude?

Now it seems that there is no hope for killing that kid for the time being. We can only send someone to monitor him first and then wait for an opportunity to act.

Soon, Young Master Feng took Tang Yan to the top floor of a restaurant.

"If you are afraid of noise, just book the top floor. Isn't the place spacious enough? We brothers won't go home until we are drunk tonight, and we can sleep anywhere when we are drunk!" Young Master Feng greeted carelessly.

"Okay!" Tang Yan readily agreed.

Let the waiter serve the dishes quickly, and the three of them drank by the window.

"I didn't expect that there are talents like brothers in Tingxiang Country. Tingxiang is too young, why don't you follow me to the Northern Spirit Realm?" Young Master Feng had a heart of love for talent.

"Thank you for your appreciation, brother, but there are still many things in Tingxiang Country that I haven't dealt with yet. I will go to the Northern Spirit Realm when the time comes." Tang Yan politely refused.

"Okay, then I won't force you. As long as you come to the Northern Spirit Realm, come find me anytime. This is my token. By the way, I don't know your name yet." Young Master Feng handed over a jade token and said with a smile.

Taking the jade token, the words "Fengyun" were written in the middle, and below was Young Master Feng's signature: Chen Ye.

"Thank you, brother, I'm Tang Yan." Tang Yan smiled and said.

"Tang Yan? This name sounds familiar?" Feng Chen Ye immediately pondered after hearing Tang Yan's words.

"But the one from the Chu family in Mingcheng who is chasing him everywhere?" The old man on the side asked in surprise.

"It's me." Tang Yan wiped his face with his hand, revealing his original appearance.

When he saw Tang Yan's face clearly, even the old man was shocked at this moment.

There are indeed countless strange people in the world. Tang Yan has been by his side in disguise for so long, but he didn't even notice it!