Chapter 137: There are plenty of dragon scales

The Tu clan elder completely transformed into a rustic old man. He took a look at the pile of dragon scales and his mouth twitched.

Wang Tao casually pinched out a piece of it, which was enough for ten portions. He saw that the shameless old man had already started.

He slowly adjusted the height of the alchemy table and cleaned up the plates and bowls.

The rustic old man scolded: "Boy, don't dawdle. I beat you and I will take my nephew away!"

His nephew had been hanging in the sky for a long time. Although standing high, you can see far, but there is an old saying that the tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.

The hair of this guy was originally standing high, but now it was pulled by the wind as if he had just finished a fight with ten shrews.

In order to show his superb skills, the shameless old man used the alchemy formula to ripen the pills. At this moment, the first furnace has produced pills.

Four are intact, and one was refined into medicine residue.

Everyone smacked their lips.

It turns out that the Tu clan is the nation that makes pills.

Four out of five ultimate pills, no wonder the Tu people disdain to exchange with other tribes.

Wang Tao packed up and poured the materials into the furnace.

Everyone exclaimed, "Huh!" The elders of the Tu people only poured half at a time. Even if you have plenty of dragon scales, you can't waste them like this!

Wang Tao was calm and glanced at the old man's progress. When he saw that the old man began to condense the elixir, he cast two ripening elixir seals in a row and directly took out ten round, steaming dragon scale Hunyuan Xuandan.

Oh my god, no way!

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The old man was stunned and said "bang!"

The elixir furnace in front of him collapsed. Fortunately, the old man rescued it in time and snatched out three half-cooked pills.

He didn't care about the heat and immediately put it to the tip of his nose to smell the smell to see if it was worth rescuing.

The crowd began to shout angrily: "Hey, old man, you have to admit your defeat!"

"As a master, you have to clean up the mess, otherwise your grandson will go out and cause trouble again and you will be embarrassed!"

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The King of Zhe glanced at his subordinates, and the incense table and the master's chair were all moved.

Since ancient times, the master and the apprentice are like father and son. How can this apprenticeship be taken lightly?

The old man was squeezed and had no choice but to invite Wang Tao to take the seat.

The King of Zhe personally lit the incense, which was to be a witness to this apprenticeship ceremony.

The old man smiled awkwardly and asked: "Excuse me, Master, which master is our master?"

Alchemists pay attention to inheritance. How can a grandson not know who his grandfather is?

Wang Tao spread his hands innocently: "I also occasionally came into contact with alchemy, just playing around, and did not become a disciple."

Silence, the whole audience was silent!

But how could the old man believe it? He first took the incense from the Zhe King, burned incense and prayed to the portrait of Laojun: "The unfilial disciple Changsun Jing'an is here to worship me today..."

Then he turned his head and asked: "Master, what is your name?"

The crowd shouted: "Wang Tao!"

The old man continued: "The unfilial son Changsun Jing'an is here to worship Wang Tao today. From now on, I will obey the master's teachings and dare not disobey the master's orders!"

After saying that, he kowtowed to Wang Tao seriously, and continued to ask with an awkward smile: "Master, now that the ceremony is over, you should take the child to pay homage to the master. According to etiquette, the child must offer tea to the master."

Wang Tao thought about it carefully. The first time he came into contact with alchemy was Wei Yuhan's alchemy class, but she was his wife.

Then it was for Que Erlan, or his wife...

It was not convenient to get either one to pretend to be a master to worship him.

Changsun Jing'an suddenly realized: "The child understands, it must be Senior Sang from the Celestial Clan!"

Just now he was calling him an old boy, but now he called him an old senior, and the onlookers all laughed.

Wang Tao could only say awkwardly: "Really not, Brother Sang is my good friend."

Que Erlan said leisurely: "If you want to call Senior Sang Master, you have to worship your Master's wife as your master!"

After saying that, she showed an unhappy expression, obviously she already knew that Wang Tao had married Wei Yuhan as a concubine with a formal wedding banquet.

Seeing Wang Tao looking at her, she curled her lips and said: "I'm not jealous, I don't have a banquet for the people in the academy."

After saying that, she pulled his sleeve and said: "Okay, let's go, where are you staying? I'll take care of you."

At this time, the guards of the palace came in hurriedly: "Your Majesty, the imperial guards are here, hurry up and prepare to receive the decree."