The First Saint of Alchemy

Zhong Qingheng trembled all over and waved his hands hurriedly, saying, "No, no, Mr. Tang misunderstood. How dare I covet the Wending Pill.

It's just that the Wending Pill is unparalleled in the world. It's hard not to hear about it when you come to Nanhuang City!"

After saying that, Zhong Qingheng's heart beat wildly again. He clearly felt that the people from the three major families looked at him with ill intentions.

For a while, Zhong Qingheng's mouth was extremely bitter.

"If you didn't do anything, would the people from the three major families be able to find Wending so quickly? You dare to lie in front of the three major families. Your Zhong family is really bold!" Tang Yan chuckled.

"No..." Tang Yan's few words made Zhong Qingheng, who was used to the storms, tremble all over.

"The Zhong family shouldn't be able to produce the sixth-grade medicinal materials, right? Then send two hundred fifth-grade medicinal materials to Wen Ding today. Otherwise, I can't guarantee whether the Zhong family can survive in Nanhuang City."

Zhong Qingheng wanted to slap himself a few times. It was all because of his own mind that he actually wanted to take over the Wen Ding Dan Shop.

This is good. Not only did they not get the elixir, but they also offended both camps, and finally had to pay a huge amount of medicinal materials. This time the Zhong family will be seriously injured.

"Let's go, don't block the door, this is a business." Tang Yan waved his hand, and the Ye family and others left quickly as if avoiding the plague god.

What happened today can only be described as unlucky.

When this group of people left, Tang Yan nodded with satisfaction, and after a greeting, everyone went to the Wen Ding stronghold.

"Is this... Mr. Shen? Mr. Fan? Mr. Feng?" When Lan Guiwei and his wife came to the meeting room, they saw the people in the room and couldn't help but stare.

I have never known where Tang Yan came from, and now I am even more confused. How many people does this guy know?

"Master Lan?" Shen Shan and others were also a little surprised when they saw Lan Guiwei.

Tang Yan saw that they all knew each other, and briefly explained what happened, and then curiously asked: "Brother Shen, Brother Feng, why did you come here suddenly?"

Before Shen Shan could speak, Feng Chenye said quickly: "It's all because of you, brother. I heard that Mingyou Valley was chasing you everywhere, so I came to see you. I didn't expect to meet the bastards of the Ye family."

Shen Shan also smiled and nodded: "I am about the same as Mr. Feng, and I came to see Mr. Tang by the way."

"Today's matter is thanks to your help." Tang Yan said gratefully.

"It's too formal for us to say this." Shen Shan smiled and waved his hand.

Tang Yan lowered his head and thought about it. Shen Shan came to find him, probably just to come and see.

However, considering Mr. Feng's heartless personality, he probably came to me for something, so he smiled and said, "Brother Feng, you came to me for something else, right?"

Feng Chenye liked to be straightforward, and after being pointed out by Tang Yan, he did not hide it. He hesitated for a while before saying, "Brother Tang is as smart as ever. This time I came... to ask you, brother, if there are any treasures similar to the Rejuvenating Pill?

Last time I gave it to my sweetheart, she was very satisfied with this kind of pill."

Before Tang Yan could speak, Shen Shan beside him suddenly showed a look of realization: "No wonder, no wonder Fairy Mengyao of the Moon God Palace can look at you with new eyes, it turns out that Mr. Tang is helping you."

"Hehe... Mr. Shen, remember to keep this a secret for me." Feng Chenye laughed.

Tang Yan said gently: "Brother Feng went through so much trouble to help his beloved find medicine. If this gets to her ears, I believe she will understand your painstaking efforts."

"You still understand me." Feng Chenye laughed and patted Tang Yan's shoulder.

"Brother Tang, there is one more thing. I wonder if there is anything else?" This time, in front of everyone, Feng Chenye was too embarrassed to explain in detail.

"What?" Tang Yan was also a little confused for a while.

"I left quietly..." Feng Chenye reminded on the side.

"What do you mean you left and came back? If you have something to say, just say it nicely." Shen Shan picked up Feng Chenye and glared at him: "If you don't say it clearly, I will make you lose a layer of skin."

Feng Chenye wanted to cry but had no tears at this moment. Old man, are you reasonable? If it is convenient to say, why would I hide it like this? Besides, Brother Tang must have understood it, why are you meddling in it?

Under the pressure of Shen Shan, Feng Chenye was extremely upset and told the details of the matter. For a while, Shen Shan and others' eyes widened.

Damn, it turns out that this method can be used to pick up girls?

Moreover, the poem "Farewell to the Moon Bridge" is simple in words, but fresh and meaningful, with a long artistic conception. Young Master Tang is really talented!

"Young Master Tang, since Master Feng has spoken, do you have any similar poems here?" Shen Shan asked with interest.

"Yes, brother, do you have any more? Don't worry, you will definitely get the benefits!" Feng Chenye hurriedly urged.

"Let me think about it." Tang Yan lowered his head and pondered.

There are many poems in Tang Yan's mind. There are countless beautiful classics in the long river of Chinese culture. However, with Feng Chenye's literary accomplishment, it is still difficult to appreciate them.

"Brother Tang, my future happiness is in your hands." Feng Chenye said sadly.

"Don't worry, Young Master Feng, these poems are not written in one go. Those old guys in our Wenxiu Pavilion need several days to write a poem. If you want to write a poem of the level of "Farewell to the Moon Bridge", you can't write it without a few years of polishing." Lan Guiwei thought Tang Yan couldn't do it, so he helped Tang Yan find a way out.

However, what Lan Guiwei said makes sense. It is quite difficult to hear an article of the level of "Goodbye Moon Bridge" in such a short time.

"Brother Tang... you are my brother, you are my biological brother, and this little brother's lifelong happiness..." Feng Chenye also realized the difficulty, and tears immediately shone in his eyes, and Tang Yan almost couldn't bear the disgusting force. gas.

"Stop, stop, stop, that's enough. I just thought of a poem, but you interrupted it and forgot about it." Tang Yan said angrily.

"No, Brother Tang, please tell me what you have to say. If you have thought of it, I will give you a seventh-level elixir this time." Feng Chenye said proudly.

"Seventh level!" Tang Yan felt happy and asked, "I wonder what treasure there is?"

"Feixiacao, how are you?" Feng Chenye scanned his storage space with his spiritual thoughts, and immediately reported the benefits.

Feixia grass!

Hearing this name, even Shen Shan's eyes showed surprise.

Tang Yan's heart skipped a beat. Feixia grass was a fragrant red all over his body, like the sunset. It had mild medicinal effects and vast spiritual energy. It was the main medicinal material for refining the fifth-level elixir "Shengling Pill".

The efficacy of Shengling Pill is of great benefit to Xiantian. After taking it, one can completely raise his strength to the peak of the first-level Xiantian.

"Brother Feng, you're welcome. I do have one." Tang Yan considered it.

"Brother Tang, please speak quickly." Feng Chenye was overjoyed and urged hurriedly.

"This poem is called 'Rain Alley'. Brother Feng can make an appointment with his sweetheart on a light rainy day and find a suitable opportunity to show her." After a brief reminder, Tang Yan said:

"Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the long, long and lonely rain alley,

I hope to meet a girl who looks like a lilac and is full of sorrow and resentment.

She has the same color as lilac, the same fragrance as lilac, and the same sadness as lilac, complaining in the rain, sad and hesitant;

She was wandering in this lonely rainy alley, holding an oil-paper umbrella, just like me, just like me, walking silently, indifferent, desolate, and melancholy..."

Tang Yan paced in the meeting hall, his voice was calm and a little melancholy, and the hall was a little quiet for a while.

Tang Yan did not interrupt, but waited quietly for a few people.

Everyone in the hall reacted in the same way, all immersed in memories.

The fire phoenix, dressed in fiery red, had its red lips slightly opened and her eyes blurred.

She is also a young girl. Why doesn't she want to be a lilac-like girl in other people's hearts in a rainy alley?

Mr. Fan lowered his head at this moment, sighing secretly that Tang Yan's poem was really fresh and meaningful, catchy, but also had extraordinary meaning.

Even Mr. Shen, who has great strength and is not moved by external objects, has a look of reminiscence in his eyes at this moment. His memory goes back to a hundred years ago, when he met the first woman who made his heart beat...

"Hey -" After a while, Shen Shan sighed softly, which also woke up the people in the hall.

"Brother Feng, is this poem worth it?" Tang Yan asked with a smile.