Chapter 162 Contract of the Three Emperor-level Poisons

Mr. Song remained silent!

"Son, you must remember not to reveal your wealth in the future."

Mr. Song is very serious!

Qin Lin was Bai whom he valued very much, and he didn't want him to lose his life because of some inconspicuous things.

"Of course I know, but you are Elder Song from Taixuan Holy Land!

These things are ready to be given to you! "

Qin Lin flattered him.

But... Mr. Song couldn't hide the emotion on his face and looked at Qin Lin deeply: "Do you really think so?"

"certainly!"

Qin Lin raised his head openly and met the other person's eyes.

I don't know how much time passed, but the expression on Mr. Song's face became chapped, and the flamboyant smile could no longer be concealed.

"good very good!"

As he spoke, the other party couldn't help laughing.

"Son, you have a pure heart. I got it right."

Seeing the other party's appearance, Qin Lin could clearly feel the joy coming from the other party.

Qin Lin knew that he had made the right bet.

After laughing for a while, the smile on Mr. Song's face gradually faded and he returned the space container.

"I have been in this world for thousands of years, and I only want things from your generation.

If you make good use of these Mu Shen water, your future path will be smoother. "

Mr. Song said sincerely.

The young man in front of him is so pure and pure, which is far more important than his talent.

I never thought that I would be able to find such a treasure in my later years. You really have treated me well.

Qin Lin didn't know what the other party was thinking, so he pushed the space container to the other party again.

"Actually, I'll return this thing." Qin Lin smiled sheepishly.

boom!

Mr. Song suddenly felt his throat was dry: "Son, how much of this Mu Shen Shui do you have?"

Qin Lin touched his nose and laughed dryly: "Only a little bit of 100 million!"

Mr. Song put away the things silently and looked at the other party's eyes. For some reason, the more he looked at him, the more he wanted to beat him.

It's a bit owed!

After a while of silence!

"From now on, you will study with me...if you fail to meet my requirements, I guarantee that you will be miserable."

Qin Lin suppressed the excitement in his heart and bowed to the other party!

"Master!"

At this moment, Mr. Song's palms hidden under his sleeves were slightly clenched, and he looked at Qin Lin with excited and complicated eyes.

He really wanted to recognize this disciple, but he was afraid of causing great trouble to him.

I can only suppress the crazy thoughts in my heart.

"I can teach you, but you can't call me your teacher. You must keep this in mind."

Mr. Song spoke solemnly.

Qin Lin was silent. He thought his performance was perfect and had Mr. Song's approval, but he still refused to accept him as his disciple.

It seems that I will have to study the opponent's record carefully in the future!

Which characters did the other party offend?

I have always been worried that those people dare not recognize myself as an outstanding disciple.

…

At this moment, Mr. Song thought about it and waved his hand, three figures appeared in front of Qin Lin.

After taking a closer look, it turned out to be three guys.

"Hey, stinky old man, why did you bring us here?"

Seeing Mr. Song, Hong immediately raised his head with disgust in his voice.

Then, he quickly wrapped his arms around Qin Lin's neck and looked at him with great vigilance.

"Don't be too afraid." Mr. Song said calmly: "From now on, the three of you will stay by Li's side and be responsible for protecting his safety."

His ruby-like eyes shone slightly, and he nodded immediately.

"Then we can go out!"

"certainly!"

Old Song nodded solemnly: "But you must sign a contract with Qin Lin."

hiss!

Qin Lin couldn't help but take a breath.

He has seen how terrifying the fighting power of these three things is.

With them, wouldn't he be able to walk sideways below the elders?

The three guys got together to discuss the matter and finally nodded in agreement.

They were all willing to follow Qin Lin.

From this point on, Mr. Song taught extremely seriously, and he was absolutely strict with Qin Lin, the only successor.

The content taught by Mr. Song is extremely broad, including literature, geography, and historical records. He can talk about every aspect.

Qin Lin is also in pain and happiness these days.

A lot of combat experience and life experience made Qin Lin feel fresh and new.

As for alchemy and poison refining.

Qin Lin benefited a lot from Mr. Song's experience.

During this period, Qin Lin risked his life in order to earn contribution points.

Even Mr. Song couldn't help but look sideways at the intensity of the alchemy.

In his eyes, Qin Lin was a complete alchemy machine, impeccable.

Every step, every detail.

His control was unimaginably perfect, and he couldn't find any flaws at all.

Especially the speed of alchemy is even more ferocious.

From the first two quarters of an hour to the current quarter of an hour.

With such proficiency, it would take a normal person at least several decades to achieve Qin Lin's speed.

But Qin Lin only spent three short seconds.

Of course, he also knew everything about Qin Lin's contribution points.

But he had no intention of intervening.

He believed that with Qin Lin's talent and ability, there was no need for him to intervene, and it was just to sharpen Qin Lin's alchemy skills.

In the next period of time, Qin Lin went completely crazy.

The frequency of taking on missions is terrifying.

Almost one trip at a time.

The quality of the refined elixir was also very good, making the elder responsible for acceptance nod frequently.

Such a gift is indeed extraordinary.

In the following months, Qin Lin's crazy alchemy deeds gradually spread throughout the Taixuan Holy Land.

What a terrifying feat it is to produce hundreds of pills in just one refinement.

Everyone who knew about this showed admiration.

How many livers do you have to dare to do this?

The other disciples of Qinglian Peak were also frightened by Qin Lin's madness. What a volume!

This bastard won't give them a way to survive.

The better Qin Lin performs, the more they will be scolded by the elders and even their own master.

They all used Qin Lin as a positive teaching material to show how hard the other party worked.

Look at these crooked melons and cracked dates.

The elders were immediately furious and began to vigorously rectify Qinglian Peak.

The wailing sounds echoed throughout the entire Taixuan Holy Land.

A large group of people were directly captured by Qin Lin, the scroll king.

Ye Lang looked at the alchemy furnace in front of him blankly, and the whole room was filled with a pungent smell.

"It shouldn't be!"

Ye Lang looked confused as to why he couldn't even compete with the other one.

No matter how strong his alchemy talent is, he is nothing compared to Qin Lin.

That is a completely unbridgeable gap.

Ye Lang tried his best to close the gap between them. The more he did, the more powerless he felt.

"Disciple, give up! There is no need to use your own shortcomings to attack their strengths."

The mysterious and powerful voice sighed.

As a disciple, I have no talent, but I am just a stubborn donkey.

"Yes! My talent is peerless, and I will definitely become a peerless strongman in the future."

Ye Lang's dilated pupils regained focus, and a sense of confidence arose spontaneously.

"I can't match Li Feiyu's alchemy skills, but my cultivation is far ahead of yours."

Completely realizing that he could not surpass Qin Lin on the road of alchemy, Ye Lang finally gave up.

Li Feiyu, you will not be as good as me in the future.