"Well, Qianqian knows, Qianqian will never laugh at grandpa!" Mu Qianqian nodded seriously.

"Haha, it's really worth being happy. The little girl not only grew taller, but also broke through in one fell swoop and became a heavenly spirit. It's a joyful congratulations!"

Mr. Feng walked up and said with emotion.

It was a great joy.

As a result, the atmosphere was a little sad because of Brother Mu's behavior.

"Girl, what baby did you eat again this time?"

Old Yun stared at his little disciple with playful eyes.

The three stars in the Earth level jumped into the Heaven level spirit.

Six stars are separated...

Crossing huge!

He didn't take any treasures of heaven and earth, and he didn't believe it if he didn't take any magical pills to death!

The last time I was in the inner hall was Linglong Fruit.

So, this time, what is it?

The old sayings of Yun end.

General Mu and Mr. Feng looked at her tightly.

Not only Yun Lao wants to know, they also want to know.

General Mu suddenly thought of the two top-quality purple spirit pills given to him by his baby granddaughter.

Two such precious pills were given out at will.

There are indeed too many secrets on the little girl.

I'm afraid that these secrets will bring her life to death!

Mu Ling's eyes couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"It's not a secret. My master gave him the Panlong Pill!"

Mu Qianqian lie casually.

"What, Panlong Pill?"

Mr. Feng exclaimed, and his eyes subconsciously turned to Mr. Yun.

"Brother Yun, why don't I know when you refined the Panlong Pill?"

Good guy, it’s not interesting enough to refine the Panlong Pill and hide it from him.

Eighth grade Panlong Pill!

Mr. Feng looked at Mr. Yun with a very hot look, as if a big dog was staring at the big fat meat!

Old Yun twitched his mouth and a row of black lines slid down his forehead.

Of course he knew that the master in the girl's mouth could not be himself.

Her master can even take out elixirs of the level of Panlong Pill.

It can be seen how terrible the strength is!

Pearls and jade are ahead, no wonder the girl looked down on her master at first.

Eighth grade!

His highest alchemy achievement so far is only at the seventh grade.

And it is the least difficult pill among the seventh grade.

The seventh-grade elixir refined can barely achieve the middle and upper quality, but it will not work if you go up any further.

Seventh and eighth grades.

Although it is just a different product, it is a world of difference.

He dreamed of becoming an eighth-grade alchemist.

It’s a pity that his alchemy level has not been fully understood even the seventh grade.

The reason why he was named the Pill Saint is that, looking at the entire continent, there are only a handful of people who can refine seventh grade elixirs.

Now in front of this eighth-grade pill master, there is nothing in an instant.

In the Jiuyou Continent, the strong are respected.

The same is true for refining alchemy.

It is not difficult to be promoted to a first-grade alchemist to a second-grade alchemist.

However, it is difficult for a seventh-grade pill to be promoted to an eighth-grade pill to reach the sky!

This is not an exaggeration at all.

Old Yun couldn't help but be curious about the master she mentioned.

It would be great if I could see myself.

Although Panlong Pill is an eighth grade elixir, the difficulty of refining is no different from the ninth grade.

So her master is not a simple eighth-grade alchemist.

General Mu couldn't help but look at Old Yun, his face a little confused.

Could it be that the two top-quality purple spirit pills that Qianqian gave him were also refined by Brother Yun?

"Ahem, Mr. Feng, don't get me wrong. The master I'm talking about is not Mr. Yun, but someone else."

Seeing that Old Yun's face became more and more ugly, he was spraying air conditioning all over his body, staring at him angrily.

Mu Qianqian couldn't help but explain.

"What, besides Brother Yun, do you have a master?"

Mr. Feng seemed to hear something incredible and looked at her in shock.

There is also a master.

And he is also an eighth-grade alchemist.

This girl is amazing...

"Yes, Mr. Yun knew about me having a master very early on!" Mu Qianqian admitted frankly.

Old Feng stared at Old Yun, and instantly became hard to describe.

Even though the little girl already has a master, she is still rushing to take someone as her disciple...

It's really, looking for abuse!

And the opponent's strength seems to be above him.

After comparison, wouldn’t you feel like you were slapped in the face?

Doesn't the face hurt?

"So the divine dragon that appeared in the Imperial Academy recently was attracted by the Panlong Pill?"

Old Yun ignored the Feng Old who was staring at him and looked at the little girl.

Mu Qianqian nodded.

"Is the Panlong Pill refined at the Imperial Academy?"

No, it should be said that it was refined in the alchemy hall.

"Your master, are you still here?"

Mu Qianqian shook her head: "He has left, it seems that there is something important, so I won't ask about it."

After hearing this, Mr. Yun's face turned dark.

Such a good opportunity, I missed it!

I don't know how to remind him!

The master is lonely.

He just lacks the ability to compete with such a big shot.

"Then will your master come to Imperial Academy again?" Old Feng couldn't help but ask in curiosity.

It doesn’t matter if you leave. As long as you are willing to come, they are willing to wait for how long.

Eighth grade alchemist!

It is not ordinary to be able to refine a very difficult pill like Panlong Pill!

Such an expert, like Brother Yun, also wants to get to know him.

"I don't know, Master, the old dragon, has always been uncertain when he sees his head and his tail..."
To be continued...