The deacon elder brought Feng Wan and Feng Qingqing to the Alchemy Monastery.

As soon as I crossed the high gilded threshold, a wave of medicinal fragrance rushed towards me.

Feng Wan took a deep breath, it was a familiar smell.

Feng Qingqing didn't like it that much, but she hid her emotions very well.

In the courtyard of the Alchemy Monastery, apart from the middle aisle, there are medicinal fields on both sides, filled with spiritual plants and herbs.

The spiritual energy here is rich. It should be that in order to make the spiritual plants and spiritual grasses grow better, spiritual stones or spiritual crystals were buried underground.

The elder deacon led the two people down the aisle and towards the middle room.

There are many rooms in the alchemy monastery, but they are basically empty because there are so few disciples with the talent for alchemy.

Although the third-level alchemy master was very powerful in the Feng family, he still did not dare to put too much pressure on him in front of the elders of the golden elixir level.

As soon as the deacon and elder arrived at the door, the people inside picked him up.

"Fengling meets the elder deacon."

"Alchemist Fengling, there is no need to be polite. I am here today to give you two apprentices."

The current third-level alchemy master of the Feng family is called Fengling, who is the direct disciple of the fallen alchemy master.

Fengling is not a direct bloodline of the Feng family. After tens of millions of years of reproduction and marriage with other families.

The blood of the Feng family has long since faded away, they just still have the surname Feng.

It was such an alchemist named Feng that everyone in the Feng family treated him like a treasure.

It can be seen how rare alchemists are in Jiuhuang Continent.

Fengling's thick eyebrows twitched and her expression turned cold.

Obviously, she was very unhappy about the fact that her family sent her two apprentices.

The elder deacon raised his eyebrows slightly, it seemed that Fengling was spoiled.

The family used a lot of resources for her to advance to alchemy, but she was asked to take on two apprentices, but she was unwilling to do so. She did not put the interests of the family first.

"Are you having difficulty?" The elder deacon's voice sounded a little unhappy.

Fengling's heart sank, but she wasn't afraid at all.

The Feng family relies on her for the supply of elixirs, and so many disciples of Qi Dzogchen are begging for her foundation-building elixirs.

When she reaches the sixth level of Dan Immortal Master, she can refine the Solid Yuan Dan.

When the time comes, all the elders in the late Jindan stage will ask for her.

Even if she offends this golden elixir-level deacon and elder, she will not really get into trouble.

"Elder, you also know that alchemy requires talent, but not everyone can be an alchemist."

"Don't worry about this, their spiritual roots are all very good, Qing Yatou has a single fire spiritual root.

It's almost impossible to win a girl, but she also has the spiritual roots of fire and wood, and her talent for recognizing grass is amazing."

After the elder deacon explained the situation of Feng Wan and Feng Qingqing, Fengling's face became even worse.

What does the Feng family mean by this, single fire spiritual root? Is this to replace her?

She has dual spiritual roots, but her spiritual roots are not very high. She was able to advance to a third-level alchemy master at the age of sixty, all because the Feng family accumulated treasures from heaven and earth.

There are a lot of spiritual plants and spiritual grass for practicing, and even more spiritual stones.

If she relied solely on her own cultivation and given another sixty years, she might not be able to become a third-level alchemist.

The two children brought this time had ordinary fire and wood spiritual roots.

That single fire spirit root was too much of a threat to her.

He has already practiced Qi at the eighth level at a young age, and given time, he will definitely surpass her.

She took three foundation-building pills in a row before barely succeeding in building the foundation.

"Elder, good spiritual roots and high talents do not necessarily mean that you are suitable to become an alchemist.

The people will stay first, but I will test them, and if they fail in the end, I won’t take them.”

The person was brought here by the elder deacon himself, and his spiritual talent was so high that Fengling could not just drive him away.

She then adapted a little and changed her method of expulsion.

The elder deacon had lived for so long, and he could see through Fengling's thoughts at a glance, but he didn't say anything else.

Immortal cultivators always rely on themselves, not on the protection of others.

This can be considered a test for them.

As soon as the elder deacon left, Fengling's face turned cold.

"You two, take them to the medicinal fields to weed and catch insects."

"Yes, Master."

Since the death of the Feng family's alchemy master, Fengling has taken the lead on her own.

The clan also recommended many outstanding disciples to her for her to choose as her apprentices to train.

But the final result was that they all failed her test.

Now the two people who are following her are only responsible for raising grass and picking medicines. Unlike her apprentices, they are just medicine boys at best.

Maybe after a few decades, he will be chosen as her direct disciple.

But two people with average qualifications may not be able to survive until that time.

"You guys come with us."

The two medicine boys are also very hostile to Feng Wan and Feng Qingqing, and they are here to steal their qualifications as alchemy disciples.

They must torture them well to make them quit before the difficulties.

Feng Qingqing doesn't want to leave. There's no way to practice cultivation without weeding.

She was not interested in alchemy to begin with, so weeding made her even more frustrated.

Feng Wan guessed Feng Qingqing's thoughts, but they didn't have the strength to resist yet.

All they can do now is quietly make themselves stronger.

"Sister, let's go."

Looking at the little hands pulling her sleeves, Feng Qingqing nodded, "Okay."

In order to get them out of the Alchemy Monastery as soon as possible, the two medicine boys assigned all their work to Feng Wan and Feng Qingqing.

"Feng Qingqing, you are responsible for removing all the grass from these two medicinal fields.

Fengwan, you are responsible for watering these spiritual plants.

Let me tell you, these spiritual plants are very valuable. If you raise one to death, you won’t be able to pay for it even if you sell it.”

The two people's words made Feng Qingqing's hands hanging by her sides clenched into fists.

Very good, they succeeded in making their fists hard.

Feng Wan was afraid that Feng Qingqing would be impulsive, so she quickly held Feng Qingqing's with her soft little hands.

The delicate Loli has a sweet smile on her face.

Feng Qingqing was even more angry because Wan Yatou actually smiled so sweetly at these two evil women.

Feng Wan patted her hand again comfortingly, and then said with a smile.

"Two senior sisters, since these spiritual plants are so valuable and we don't understand anything, you can rest assured and leave them to us to take care of them.

We are so happy that you can trust us sisters so much.

But if something goes wrong, won’t the two senior sisters have to be punished along with us?”

The big black and white eyes are very lively, making people completely let down their guard once they see her.

Feng Wan said with a smile and looked considerate of others, which made the two medicine boys feel a little guilty.

But when they thought that their status was about to be threatened, they became cold-hearted.

"We also came here this way. Besides, you are the ones who raised the medicinal herbs. Naturally, the alchemist will not punish us who are innocent.

Okay, stop talking so much nonsense and get to work quickly.

We will come to check in a few days."

After saying that, the two of them turned around and went back to their rooms to practice.

Fengling saw everything the two people did, but she said nothing and seemed to acquiesce.

After the three people left, Feng Qingqing could no longer control the spiritual power flowing in her body, and a deep hole was directly smashed into the ground.

Feng Wan secretly smacked his tongue, how could this little pepper-like temper befall the male protagonist?

"Sister, let's remove the weeds. In fact, this is also an experience in disguise.

In the past, you only focused on cultivating skills and absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to advance, but you neglected to forge your body.

In this way, when you advance to the golden elixir stage in the future, you will suffer a big loss when fighting against thunder tribulation."

Feng Wan didn't even try to persuade her, and directly said what Feng Qingqing cared about most.

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