Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 885 Apprenticeship
Qian Empire has no divine alchemist now, there were a few in the past, but they have died of old age, or were buried in the thunder disaster that the divine alchemy will become.

In this world, there are too few people who can concoct divine elixir and resist the divine thunder for several times.

At present, Xianzong Kingdom has three only surviving alchemy masters, one is from the most powerful sect in Xianzong, and the other two are from the city of elixir.

The one whom the Supreme Emperor brought Mu Sheng to visit was one of the two divine alchemists in the Immortal Pill City.

The sun is shining brightly.

In front of the alchemist's mansion, a large group of people knelt down.

If you look carefully, you can even find that some of their legs have been kneeling out of shape.

Kneeling piously and for a long time is shocking.

"Is this a punishment?" Mu Sheng, who looked nothing like Mu Sheng, was plain and asked after following the Supreme Emperor.

The Supreme Emperor didn't look sideways, strode forward and said: "I am not a punished person, but here to learn from a teacher. I want to impress the master here with my sincere heart."

Mu Sheng looked at a statue-like immortal covered in mud, and asked with an open eye, "How long has this man been kneeling as an apprentice?"

The Supreme Emperor swept it casually: "About three thousand years, there is still a little golden fairy inside."

It's a pity that after kneeling for three thousand years, I didn't even see the face of the alchemist.

Three thousand years, and there is no chance to recommend yourself?

Mu Sheng's heart was pounding, and he suddenly felt that he was so lucky, he hurried forward a few steps, and followed the Supreme Emperor closely, for fear that the Supreme Emperor would abandon him and leave.

"Old man, please stop."

A young disciple didn't know anyone, so he quickly stretched out his arm and stepped forward to stop him.

The Supreme Emperor took Mu Sheng along, and still strode forward.

Going forward, it was the arm that the little disciple stretched out to stop him.

However, the Taishang Huang took Mu Sheng straight, penetrated the opponent's arm, and walked over without hindrance.

Mu Sheng opened his eyes wide, what kind of magic is this?
He has been up for thousands of years and has never been seen!

In fact, it is not a profound fairy method.

It's that the Taishanghuang circled so fast that no one else noticed that the immortal had bypassed the opponent's arm and returned to the original straight path.

Extreme speed.

How can a little fairy be able to tell the difference?

However, after a while, another person greeted him, and he was still a fairy who was full of medicinal fragrance.

The fairy was dressed very plainly, as plain as Mu Sheng.

Xianjun cupped his hands and said: "Immortal Lord Qianyuan is here, and I am far away to welcome you."

The Supreme Emperor finally said: "Where is your ancestor?"

The plainly dressed Xianjun said: "Master is still in retreat."

"Retreat?" The Supreme Emperor smiled, and led Mu Sheng through the Immortal Sovereign Realm, and then moved on.

Those kneeling people in front of the door suddenly became excited.

They were crazily envious of Mu Sheng!

They wished they could stand up immediately and stride forward following the old man in the dragon robe.

However, quite a few of them had let off harsh words in front of the mansion of the divine alchemist - if Alchemist Que Yao did not accept them as disciples, they would not get up for the rest of their lives!
Just a moment ago excited, several got up.

Immediately, someone kicked away those who broke their promises and got fat like kicking a ball.

Soon there was a new alchemist who knelt down seriously.

No one ever made them kneel.

But I don't know when, this trend started, saying that they would kneel until the alchemist's heart softened, and when the alchemist saw their determination, perseverance and piety, he would take them as apprentices and take them with him.

Mu Sheng followed the Supreme Emperor into the mansion of the divine alchemist, and then did not go any further.

Naturally, there were people who came to welcome the Immortal Venerable of Yiguo, and the etiquette was so thoughtful that he couldn't fault it at all.

As for Danzun Que Yao, he is indeed in retreat.

However, it was because the last time he refined the alchemy, he was struck by lightning and had to lie in bed for ten thousand years, so he had to announce his retreat to the outside world.

As an old friend, the Supreme Emperor brought Mu Sheng to meet Que Yao who was recuperating from his wounds.

"Who is this little guy?" Danzun Que Yao was lying on the sickbed, his face pale, but the brocade quilt covering his body was extremely bright.

Looking at the sickly Que Yao, Mu Sheng felt a little disappointed, a little nervous, and a little sympathetic.

"You are extremely beautiful." Mu Sheng praised abruptly.

Que Yao Danzun had a thin face and big eyes, and he glanced at Mu Sheng strangely.

Even when he was sick, this alchemy had a delicate flower on his forehead.

Mu Sheng thought about the words his disciples had praised him, selected a few words from them, and said sincerely: "You are beautiful, and no one I have met in my life can match. Your beauty is beyond compare."

"Oh?" Que Yao Danzun's big eyes were bright, "Which one is more beautiful, I or old man Qianyuan?"

The old man Qianyuan is the Supreme Emperor.

Even though the Supreme Emperor got old, his demeanor remained the same, not diminished.

Mu Sheng was startled, thinking about his apprentice's praise, looked at the sick Que Yao Danzun, and said loudly: "The beauty of the skin is superficial! The way is different, and it is not comparable to beauty! In this world, the way of alchemy is the only one, so naturally you are beautiful." Extremely, unmatched."

Danzun Que Yao coughed happily for a while, so he stood up again, and instead of looking at the Supreme Emperor, he only looked at Mu Sheng, and said very seriously: "Which one is more beautiful, you or me?"

Mu Sheng stared blankly in place with his eyes wide open, clenched his hands into fists, showing a look of entanglement.

The Supreme Emperor couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Haha, it really is a chess match, and they are all very equal.

"Which one is more beautiful, you or me?" Que Yao Danzun asked again very seriously, and the flowers on his forehead became serious.

Mu Sheng clenched his fists tightly and was extremely tangled.

Answering that you are beautiful is your true heart, but you may lose a chance to learn from a teacher.

Answering Fang Mei is against my own heart, but it is harder than making him kneel down.

It's really hard to be an apprentice!
It is even more difficult to be the apprentice of the old peacock!
"Who is beautiful?" The other party was still asking.

Mu Sheng struggled for a while, and said with difficulty: "The beauty of the skin, I win, the beauty of alchemy, you are ahead for now."

"Still splitting the Tao of skin pills, and still saying for the time being?" Que Yao Danzun coughed excitedly again, and shook his sleeves to chase people away, "You go, you go, it's a bad luck."

The Supreme Emperor spoke for Mu Sheng and said, "It's not too late to drive people away after you have tested your aptitude."

"What kind of aptitude is there to be tested?" Que Yao Danzun said in disgust, "He is also a villain under his knees, let him go!"

Mu Sheng's face was ugly, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and he held out a set of extremely gorgeous robes.

It was Xiao Lingxi who specially sewed it carefully for Mu Sheng in order to thank Mu Sheng for his kindness in donating medicine.

It was delivered to Mu Sheng, and Mu Sheng hadn't had time to wear it yet.

There was also a young disciple serving in the room, the corners of the young disciple's eyes twitched, it was the first time he saw someone, he gave the robe as a gift to the majestic alchemist.

Fortunately, I can give it away, and it's not too shabby.

But Danzun Que Yao, who had been ill in bed for a long time and hadn't worn a fancy dress for a long time, saw a bright light in his eyes: "This is..."

Mu Sheng said: "This is a gorgeous robe carefully sewn by a pair of skillful hands."

Que Yao liked the color of the material very much, and the novel pattern on the material that he had never seen before.

How could there be a robe that suits his appetite so much? It's really strange.

(End of this chapter)