Chapter 271 Comparison

"Yang Zheng, go and line up. I want to see what this alchemist looks like."

Jiang Mu's voice came to Yang Zheng's ears.

Coincidentally, Yang Zheng was also curious about this person, so he simply lined up.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, do you also want to ask for elixirs?"

Seeing Yang Zheng going to line up, Bai Xi asked.

"Uh, yes."

Yang Zheng answered.

"Then you may be disappointed. This old man only helps those who really need help. If you ask for elixirs, you will be kicked out."

Bai Xi explained hurriedly.

Just at this moment, a male cultivator fell out of the door of the wooden house in a mess. Meow Meow said

"I'm afraid if I don't want to sell elixirs, I won't sell them. Is it necessary to be so rude?"

"Isn't it just a curse of having no mother? You are so old, do you still have a mother?"

The cultivator stood up and patted the dust on his body, and laughed loudly.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the air in front of the cultivator seemed to explode, and he flew out and leaped into the sky.

The monk's screams turned into streams of light and disappeared into the sky just like him.

"So brutal?"

Yang Zheng's eyes fixed. The monk who was knocked away was at the initial stage of the tribulation.

This scared away many monks, and Yang Zheng was afraid to queue up.

"This guy must have cursed someone's mother to be treated like this."

"Keep queuing up, don't panic."

Jiang Mu comforted.

Yang Zheng had no choice but to continue queuing up.

Seeing Yang Zheng's persistence, Bai Xi followed and stood by.

Soon, because most of the monks were scared away, the number of people in line decreased greatly.

After a few hours, it was Yang Zheng's turn.

Pushing open the curtain on the door, Yang Zheng took a deep breath and walked in.

The furnishings in the wooden house were simple, just a table and two chairs, each on one side.

Opposite Yang Zheng was an old man with white robes and white hair.

After Yang Zheng sat on the chair, the old man asked, "Are you seeing a doctor or healing?"

Yang Zheng was not sick at all, so he wanted to buy pills.

But if he said that, he would probably be thrown out. Many people had been thrown out before.

At this moment, Jiang Mu's mind entered Yang Zheng's body and took over the right to speak.

At this moment, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the old man in front of him.

But then he hid it.

"Old sir, I'm here to see a doctor."

Jiang Mu replied.

"What disease do you see?"

"Heart disease."

"Heart disease? Heart disease needs heart medicine to treat it. I can't treat your disease. Go out."

The old man shook his head.

"Old sir, you haven't seen it, how do you know that it can't be cured?"

Jiang Mu continued to ask.

"You don't even have a body, what kind of heart disease can you have?"

"Do you want me to create one for you out of thin air?"

The old man continued to shake his head.

Jiang Mu was shocked. The old man saw his true nature.

"One body with two souls, this body will be dragged down in time."

"If you don't want to harm this young man, it's better not to get on his body."

The old man saw Jiang Mu's surprised look and laughed.

"Haha, the old man is really powerful."

"In fact, I rarely possess him. Most of the time, I stay outside. Occasionally, it shouldn't be too much, right?"

"I heard that the old man is an alchemist. I wonder what level of alchemist he is?"

Jiang Mu went straight to the point: "Can you make the elixir of rejuvenation?"

"If you have nothing to do, you can go out. I'm very busy."

The old man waved his hand at this time.

It seems that he doesn't want to talk to Jiang Mu more.

"Answer my question, 10,000 low-grade spirit stones."

Jiang Mu directly took out some of the spirit stones hidden in the ring.

He heard that alchemists are the most burning spirit stones among all cultivators, more than array masters.

"You want to use spirit stones to pry open my mouth?"

The old man smiled evilly, slapped his hand on the table, and an extra ring appeared.

"20,000 spirit stones, get out of my territory."

. You provide the immortality of the great god Zhixiaoyuan: one life at the beginning, cultivation depends on hiding