Chapter 1241: Less than 50%

"let's go."

Qin Chen and the others were too lazy to stay. A group of people also left the square. Before leaving, Qin Chen glanced at Wei Jinzhou with disdain, and the contempt in his eyes made him almost vomit blood.

"Damn, don't kill this son, this saint son swears not to be a man." Wei Jinzhou gritted his teeth and roared with a hideous face.

"Jin Zhou, settle down." Wang Yongsheng's face was pale, "It's not the time to consider revenge. I didn't expect that Xuan Yi's servant could find such a helper. Go, and immediately follow me to see Pavilion Master Kang. We will have to make long-term discussions."

Wang Yongsheng knew very well that now that the matter had reached the pavilion master, it was not a matter of casually killing the other party. How to deal with Qin Chen requires careful planning, and must not be arrogant.

As soon as Wang Yongsheng and others left, many spectators on the field lost their interest and left one after another amidst the noise.

Above the Dan Pavilion, a man and a woman, two young and middle-aged people in their thirties are standing on the platform outside the Dan Pavilion, staring at the square not far away.

The two dressed in plain and simple clothes, but the aura that exudes from them gives people an extraordinary feeling.

"Interesting, it's really interesting. I didn't expect Wei Jinzhou to plant such a big somersault this time." The man said with a smile, his face elegant, like a scholar.

"Wei Jinzhou has always been arrogant, and it is reasonable to plant such a somersault." The woman sneered, her voice far away.

"With Wei Jinzhou's temperament, things probably won't end this way, that kid actually wants to be the saint son of our Dan Pavilion, hehe, what a big tone, do you really think the saint son is so good?" The man sneered, his eyes revealed Disdain.

"Don't be careless, that kid has two brushes. Can you guarantee that you can refine the Qinghong Pill just now?" The woman had a solemn face.

The man's face also sank, but soon he chuckled again: "Let Wei Jinzhou play with him first. It's best if the two of you make a lose-lose situation. You and I can take advantage of you."

"I'm not going to be with you." The woman sneered, "You Huaqing, this time the name of the Holy Child of Alchemy City will only be mine Xi Aoling in the end. I advise you to give up early, otherwise, I am afraid of you. It's ugly to lose."

"Really? Then I am looking forward to it."

The man sneered and didn't care about it, his eyes showed endless fighting spirit.

After Qin Chen returned to the Dan Pavilion, Zhuo Qingfeng immediately introduced Jiao Jialiang to Qin Chen.

"Thank you Elder Jiao for helping me earlier." Qin Chen arched his hands.

"Where, where, Master Qin is going to break the evil old man." Elder Jiao hurried forward. Although he is the real power elder of the Pill Pavilion, he dare not let a genius medicine king like Qin Chen salute. System, almost frightened him.

"Don't stand up, everyone, sit, sit and talk." Elder Jiao took everyone to his living room. As the elder of Dange Shiquan, it is normal for him to have a living room in Dange.

Elder Jiao dared to finish speaking, the old man of Great Compassion rushed out with a swish, ran to a chair, wiped it desperately with his sleeve, and said flatly to Qin Chen: "Come, come, Master Qin, you sit down."

He wiped the chair fiercely, as if there was something dirty on it. Elder Jiao had a black face when he saw it, and he said to his heart that he knew how dirty the chair in the living room was?

After Qin Chen sat down, Elder Jiao immediately ordered his entourage to make tea again. The old man in Great Compassion swished again and took the tea from the other party. While bringing it carefully to Qin Chen, he opened the tea lid and blew the tea vigorously. I'm afraid that the tea will be hot to Qin Chen.

Zhuo Qingfeng was speechless, wondering: "Little dust, who is this?"

The old man grinned, his mouth full of yellow teeth, and he said with a grin: "Everyone, I am sad, I am Master Qin's new entourage, please take care of me in the future."

"Are you an old man of Great Compassion?" Elder Jiao was shocked. The old man of Great Compassion was a well-known casual practitioner in the North Tianyu. Although he was both the Emperor of Martial Arts, the strength of the opponent must definitely be higher than that of the elder of his Dan Pavilion.

I just heard that this guy has always been alone, when did he become this boy's entourage?

Zhuo Qingfeng was also fainted from the side, but soon recovered.

Shao Chen is too awesome. After only coming to Dan Dao City for a while, he has already accepted an entourage, and he is a master no matter how you look at it. Shao Chen is Shao Chen, cow!

The old man smiled and continued to blow the tea vigorously, and then cautiously brought it to Qin Chen, and said, "Master Qin, come, drink tea, be careful to burn it."

Qin Chen's face is full of black lines, he is still afraid of hot tea?

"Quickly find a place to sit down, shameful."

The old man of Great Compassion smiled and put the tea on the coffee table beside Qin Chen. Qin Chen stared, "Take it away. You have been blowing it for a long time, and the saliva has been blown in for a long time. How can I drink it? Use it to quench your thirst."

Someone immediately poured a new cup of tea for Qin Chen, and everyone drank the tea.

Qin Chen took a sip and said carefully, "The big green robe of Jiuyou Mountain, ten years old, high-quality tea, it should be picked before the rain in March."

The old man was taken aback for a moment, then took a few sips, smacked his lips, and said suspiciously, "Really? Can this be tasted too?"

"Haha!" Qin Chen smiled nonchalantly, and stared at once: "Do you dare to doubt what I said, do you look like a follower?"

The old man's face changed suddenly, showing an expression of admiration: "Master Qin, you can tell the year and the date of picking this tea. You are a master of tea ceremony, my idol!"

With an intoxicated expression.

Everyone fainted, this old man was simply too shameless.

Qin Chen was also speechless, thinking it was a mistake to accept such a guy, this guy is simply a weird thing.

Everyone chatted a few more words, and then entered the subject.

"Elder Jiao, Young Chen applied to become a saint son, how confident do you think?" Zhuo Qingfeng asked.

Jiao Jialiang frowned: "I'm a little sure, it's hard to say at the moment, but I guess it should not exceed 50%."

"So low?" Zhuo Qingfeng was shocked.

Qin Chen frowned.

With the talent he showed, there is only a 50% chance that he wants to become a holy son? Is this Dandao City the Tiger Den of Longtan?

Jiao Jialiang smiled bitterly and said: "Holy son, it is not so easy to be a master. Promoting to Medicine King is just the most basic requirement to become a holy son. In fact, the so-called holy son is talent on the surface, but secretly it is a few branches of Dan Pavilion. Do your best to compete with each other."

Jiao Jialiang sighed quietly: "Our Dandao City looks very peaceful on the surface, but undercurrents are actually surging. The danger in this is beyond imagination." The expression of Elder Jiao suddenly became very serious.