Chapter 1658: Trash Essence

Soon, Lord Gong and the old man hurriedly came out of the Chamber of Commerce, behind them there was a young man who was a master-level alchemist.

"Xu Feng, come with me to the Shuiyun Palace." Lord Gong glanced at Xu Feng and said quickly, with a solemn and anxious expression.

Feng Wuchen glanced at Lord Gong and the young man, and said secretly: "God King-level alchemist, God-level blacksmith."

"My lord, the medicinal materials are in the storage bag, please let me give me three more days, and the villain must fill up the medicinal materials." Xu Feng respectfully said to Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen took the storage bag without saying anything, and then entered the Chamber of Commerce.

Feng Wuchen is actually very curious about soul bones, but if he doesn't know him, Feng Wuchen is not easy to follow.

"My lord!" Feng Wuchen just entered the Chamber of Commerce, and Frost immediately greeted him, respectfully receiving him.

But Frost was very anxious at the moment.

"Master Gong just came out, he came, what can we do?" Fingshuang said anxiously.

"So it was you." Feng Wuchen recognized Frost at a glance, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"My lord, can I help you?" Fingshuang respectfully asked, while receiving Feng Wuchen to a place to sit down.

Feng Wuchen asked: "Does the Chamber of Commerce have any spiritual liquid or medicine powder to increase the speed of cultivation?"

"Spirit liquid." Frost replied respectfully.

"How many bottles?" Feng Wuchen asked.

"Thirty high-grade divine spirit stones." Frost replied respectfully.

"Can you show me a bottle?" Feng Wuchen asked.

"Master, please wait!" Frost respectfully treated Feng Wuchen as an alchemist.

Frost quickly brought out a bottle of spirit liquid and handed it to Feng Wuchen respectfully.

Feng Wuchen glanced at the cyan liquid, then opened the bottle and smelled it.

"Who made such **** spiritual liquid? Can this increase the speed of cultivation?" Feng Wuchen was extremely disgusted and disappointed in his heart.

"My lord, is there anything wrong with this spirit fluid?" Frost asked cautiously, seeing Feng Wuchen looking at the power of the spirit fluid.

"The value of thirty high-grade gods?" Feng Wuchen asked Frost.

Frost nodded and said respectfully: "This is the spirit liquid refined by the chief alchemist. This is the last bottle. The other spirit liquids have been sold out, less than an hour."

"Are you talking about Xu Feng? No wonder..." Feng Wuchen nodded.

Bing Frost originally thought Feng Wuchen was praising Xu Feng, but before she had time to be happy, Feng Wuchen's next words directly made her confused.

"The god-level alchemist actually refined such **** spiritual liquid, and can sell 30 high-grade god-spirit stones, and it can be sold out!" Feng Wuchen shook his head, really speechless.

"Ru...garbage spirit..." Frost couldn't believe what she heard, her pretty face dumbfounded on the spot.

Feng Wuchen dared to insult the chief alchemist of the Chamber of Commerce!

If she were to be replaced by someone else, she would have been blasted out of the Chamber of Commerce by Frost, but she did not dare to blast away.

But Feng Wuchen insulted Xu Feng and was so arrogant that he couldn't help making Frost feel a little disgusted.

"What did the kid say? He...he actually said that the spirit liquid refined by the chief alchemist is rubbish!"

"I don't know how high the sky is! Insulting the chief alchemist is simply looking for death!"

"After a while, he will know how to write the dead words. As soon as the chief alchemist comes, he will be dead."

In the hall, many cultivators' disdain and gloating eyes fell on Feng Wuchen.

"Arrogant and arrogant!" Even Tiansha couldn't stand it anymore, and he was extremely disdainful.

"Don't give me such a **** spiritual fluid." Feng Wuchen returned the spiritual fluid to Frost.

"This guy is too rampant." Frost was embarrassed and depressed, but was disgusted when he was kindly used, and the last trace of goodwill was completely wiped out.

Just when Feng Wuchen wanted to leave the Chamber of Commerce, a young man blocked his way.

The man looked gloomy, squinted at Feng Wuchen, looking like he was going to eat people.

"Your Excellency, is there anything?" Feng Wuchen asked indifferently.

"You are brave enough to insult the chief alchemist!" the man said fiercely, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Feng Wuchen shrugged and said: "I'm just telling the truth, you don't like listening, I didn't force you to listen."

"The chief alchemist is my master!" the man shouted angrily, looking at the wind and dust more and more.

Feng Wuchen couldn't help but stared at the man in front of him in surprise with an unbelievable expression.

"Huh! If you kneel and kowtow to apologize now, I might make you die happy!" The man said coldly, smugly.

The frost on the side didn't stop him, as if he wanted Feng Wuchen to learn a lesson.

"I'm afraid you don't have this skill yet." Feng Wuchen gave a harmless smile on his face.

"Looking for death!" the man gritted his teeth and said angrily, urged by the power of the gods, he wanted to punch the wind and dust.

"Master Gong and Master Alchemist are back!" At this moment, shouts came from outside the hall.

"Master Gong is back!" Fingshuang was happy.

"Huh! My master comes back, you are dead! No one can save you!" The man sneered proudly.

Feng Wuchen shrugged and smiled without fear.

"Master Alchemist, a guy from the Chamber of Commerce who doesn't know the heights of the sky and earth, said that the spirit fluid you refined is rubbish."

"That's right! This kid didn't pay attention to the chief alchemist at all!"

"Master Alchemist, that kid is inside!"

All the cultivators say, I say, Xu Feng's face is completely gloomy.

"Who is so arrogant?" Lord Gong asked, frowning slightly.

"We don't know, we don't know." The cultivators shook their heads one after another, all waiting for the good show.

"Huh! I want to see who is so bold!" Xu Feng said gloomily, entering the hall angrily.

"See Master Gong! See Master Alchemist!" In the hall, the cultivators and the maids saluted respectfully.

"Master, this kid is insulting you, saying that the spirit liquid you refined is rubbish! Master! Kill him quickly!" the man pointed at Feng Wuchen angrily.

"Hidden deep." Lord Gong frowned slightly, looking at Feng Wuchen.

When Xu Feng saw that the man was Feng Wuchen, he was instantly stunned, and his anger was instantly extinguished.

"Xu Feng, you are a great apprentice!" Feng Wuchen smiled slightly.

Seeing Feng Wuchen's smile, Xu Feng gave a chuckle in his heart, and his whole body was cold. He knew it was a dangerous smile.

"Snapped!"

Xu Feng suddenly slapped the disciple's face, slapped the disciple with a crisp sound, and directly sprayed out a mouthful of blood.

The sudden scene shocked everyone.

"Master, you...what are you doing? He insulted Master!" The disciple was beaten up and his face was innocent.

Everyone in the hall was also dumbfounded! Suddenly silence!

Lord Gong and Bingshuang both looked at Xu Feng with shocked faces.

What is going on here?