Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

The corner of Huo San's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help sighing inwardly:

They are indeed father and son.

In fact, speaking of it, the value brought by these Xuanyuan pills, even if they are top grade, is insignificant to Wanbaolou.

But then again.

You can get 20 top-quality Medicine Pills by shouting daddy, so why not shout more?

Sun Xiaokong is fine, after all, he has experienced it before.

But the expression on Hu Li's face was somewhat weird.

The other party, one old and one young, call Huo San father, doesn't that mean that he has become a mother for no reason?

What the hell is this mess.

"Ahem, um..."

Huo San coughed twice, breaking the somewhat weird atmosphere at this moment.

"Uh... Louzhu Qian, then these Medicine Pills will be handed over to Wanbaolou."

Qian Youju also seemed to realize that he had lost his composure just now, so he quickly laughed twice and said:

"Brother Huo San, don't worry, I will definitely sell the old money at a good price!"

After speaking, he carefully reached out and took the jade bottle.

"Brother can refine the best Medicine Pill at a young age, the future is limitless."

"Actually, these Medicine Pills..."

Just as Huo San was about to explain that he did not refine these Medicine Pills, he was interrupted by a sudden voice.

"It's just a third-order medicine pill, nothing to be proud of."

A bald old man in a fiery red robe walked over, stroking his beard.

Disdain was evident on his face.

"Landlord!"

Although the old man walked up to Qian Youju and bowed with cupped hands, he couldn't hide the arrogance in his bones at all.

Huo San looked a little unhappy.

When did mosquitoes dare to yell in front of him.

If he didn't have a good impression of Wanbaolou, he might have stretched out his hand and crushed him to death.

Qian Youju smiled lightly, and didn't care, as if he had long been used to the pride of the old man.

It's just that the expression on his face became a little excited.

"Master Gu Ming came here in person. Could it be that the eighth-grade Medicine Pill Transformation Tribulation Pill refined by Master Gu Yuan is about to be completed?"

"Exactly!"

The old man named Gu Ming answered unceremoniously.

"Very good!"

Qian Youju's eyes lit up, and he whispered.

"With this Transformation Tribulation Pill, I am confident that I will survive the first Heavenly Tribulation."

Although Wanbaolou is known as the number one chamber of commerce in mainland China, Qian Youju's strength is not that strong, it's just the peak of the Integrated Union realm.

Not to mention the Heavenly Sword Sect at the top of the Pyramid in the Eastern Region and the Demon Sect that has been almost wiped out, even the slightly stronger Sect master is stronger than Qian Youju.

Therefore, in order to keep such a large foundation, Wanbaolou can only spend a lot of money to hire strong people to protect it.

However, it is not a long-term solution to rely on the strength of others, but the talent with money and money is average, so I can only rely on Medicine Pill to improve my strength.

The reason why Qian Youju didn't go out to meet Emperor Qi just now was because of the Transformation Tribulation Pill that was being refined.

Now it's finally going to be done.

"Brother Huo San, let's go together too."

"I heard that there will be a vision of heaven and earth when the eighth-grade Medicine Pill is born. Since Brother Huo San is an alchemist, he must be able to learn something from it."

It is generous to have money together.

Although he has just met Huo San, so many years of experience tell him that the latter is worthy of friendship.

Huo San chuckled twice and was about to refuse, but he was interrupted by Gu Ming again.

"It's good to go and have a look, lest you don't know the heights of the sky and the earth at a young age."

"It's just refining a few low-level medicine pills, and you think you're a genius?"

Hearing this, Huo San was immediately angry from his heart, and turned evil to his gallbladder.

Can't help but ask:

"Where is your home?!"

Well, the old problem of exterminating the door is committed again.

Qian Duoduo reacted immediately.

He clearly remembered how the little demon gate near Aolai City was razed to the ground.

At first, I thought that the reason why the Little Demon Sect was wiped out was because its overall strength was too weak.

But after watching Qi Huang's reaction today, he realized that Huo San's strength may be far from as simple as he imagined.

Maybe, if you are not careful, the two alchemists in Wanbaolou will disappear.

Moreover, the Guyuan and Guming brothers have been in Wanbaolou for many years, and they are basically members of Wanbaolou.

So he hurried forward to smooth things over:

"Huo San senior calm down, Master Gu Ming can't turn corners when he speaks, so don't take it to heart."

"Give a Face, give a Face..."

Hu Li also gave Huo San a wink, signaling him to stop.

Huo San had no choice but to give up.

But he secretly remembered this dead bald man.

That guy is not related to him, he doesn't want to have an overnight feud.

Not long after, a group of people came to the pill refining square of Wanbao Building led by Qian Youju.

I have to say that this Wanbao building is really magnificent.

Just the area occupied by this headquarters can be compared to a small city.

It's also due to the large enough area of ​​the Eastern Imperial City, otherwise it really wouldn't be enough for these chambers of commerce and big families to share.

In the center of the square, an old man in a red robe with white beard and hair was trying his best to maintain the operation of the alchemy furnace.

Judging from the beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, it seems that the refining of this Medicine Pill was extremely difficult.

The old man's face looks somewhat similar to the previous Gu Ming, he should be that Gu Yuan master.

The only difference is that this ancient master's head is not bald.

"Seeing that this is the real pill refining, your few low-level Medicine Pills are nothing."

Na Gu Ming glanced at Huo San again, and continued to sneer.

Looking at his complacent look, it seems that the eighth-grade Medicine Pill that is about to be practiced is from his handwriting.

Seeing that the Medicine Pill was about to be released, Qian Youju's expression became more and more nervous.

After a moment of contemplation, he opened his mouth and called out:

"Giant Elder!"

When the sound fell, there was a burst of space fluctuations.

Then, a bald old man appeared beside Qian Youju.

"Giant Spirit Elder, when the alchemy is completed, please join hands with Gu Yuan to resist the alchemy."

The old man called Giant Spirit nodded and agreed.

But he had other ideas in his mind.

Although Qian Youju spent a lot of money to come back to defend against Dan Lei, this giant spirit child was given more by Wanyuan Chamber of Commerce.

The purpose is to let him move his hands and feet a little bit when he shoots, and try to make the Medicine Pill disappear into the Dan Lei as much as possible, and it is best to make the Alchemy master of Wanbaolou suffer some injuries.

Not far away, Sun Xiaokong tilted his head, looked at the old man who had just appeared, and frowned.

Somehow, he always had a feeling of déjà vu.

After pondering for a long time, Sun Xiaokong couldn't help asking:

"Master, you look at the bald old man, have you seen it somewhere?"

Huo San looked in the direction Sun Xiaokong was facing, and even felt a little familiar.

"Master, I thought of where I saw it!"

"where?"

"The Lost City!"