After raising the Demon King, I became the favorite of the Three Realms
Chapter 15 Do You Have a Pill Stove
Chapter 15 Do You Have a Pill Stove
Uh. . .
The third elder and Dongfang Li are going crazy, who is this, Elder Mo is polite, not even a chicken feather, you blindly use politeness as an arrow.
Having lost face in front of everyone, Dongfang Li stared fiercely at Dongfang Mian and returned to her seat.
Mo Qinghe cleared his throat and began to talk about the long history of alchemists. Dongfang Mian was about to fall asleep after listening to it, thinking that if he would talk like that that day, he would be the eighth elder for him without saying anything.
Thinking about it, Dongfang Mian felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. . .
When she woke up again, only herself and Dongfang Yuanyan, who was still drooling on the table, were left in the huge venue.
"Hey, Uncle, wake up, your saliva is about to flood this room, it's really embarrassing!"
"Smelly girl, if you didn't snore first, my perseverance can last at least another half an hour"
Dongfang Mian later heard that when Mo Qinghe left that day, her entire face was green, and she made up her mind that it would be better not to appear in front of the old man in the near future.
But when it was reported that No. 1 in the assessment of the refining masters of the Dongfang family would get a spirit-replenishing liquid that was hundreds of times more precious than Juling Pill, Dongfang Mian couldn't sit still.
This cunning old man had such a good thing in his hand. The last time he gave himself a small alchemy stove, he looked as if his ancestral grave had been stolen by someone, and he felt ashamed for a long time.
When Dongfang Mian appeared in front of Patriarch Dongfang and applied to participate in this assessment together to see the world, Patriarch Dongfang could only cover his face and sigh. Sure enough, his nephew followed his uncle, and there was no such word as shyness in their lives.
"Mian'er, Chairman Mo's face really turned green that day." After persuasion to no avail, Patriarch Dongfang had no choice but to hint.
Soon it was the day of the assessment. When Dongfang Mian appeared in the assessment team together, some people were dissatisfied.
"Dongfang Mian, we are about to go to the assessment, what are you doing here?" Dongfang Li said angrily.
"Are you stupid? You have already said that you will be assessed and you still ask me why?"
"Does the assessment have anything to do with you? You are an alchemist with a wood-type bloodline?"
"Wood attributes can't test alchemists? Did you stipulate? People with ordinary blood without attributes can take the test, but I can't test my special blood?"
"Hmph, I've never heard of alchemists having the wood attribute."
"That can only show that you are ignorant, with long hair and short knowledge, big breasts and no brains. Don't look at me, it's you"
Dongfang Li laughed out of anger, and there was a faint killing intent in her eyes. As the most talented disciple of this generation of Dongfang aristocratic family, no one had ever dared to talk to herself like Dongfang Mian.
In order to successfully pass the alchemist's assessment before entering Suzaku Academy this time, Dongfang Li swallowed this breath forcefully, and planned to ask Dongfang Mian to make a calculation after the assessment.
Arriving at the Alchemist Guild, sure enough, the moment Mo Qinghe saw Dongfang Mian, his face began to turn green faintly.
Without saying anything, they were brought into the assessment hall, each with a small table, and on the table was a prescription and the medicinal materials needed.
Everyone took out their alchemy stoves one after another. Dongfang Li saw that Dongfang Mian was just standing there stupidly, and sneered, "Hey, Dongfang Mian, you don't even have a pill stove and came to test the alchemist, right?"
"Pill stove?" Dongfang Mian pretended to be dazed and said, and then suddenly realized a small and exquisite pill stove.
"You're talking about this thing, unfortunately, I just got one a few days ago."
(End of this chapter)
Uh. . .
The third elder and Dongfang Li are going crazy, who is this, Elder Mo is polite, not even a chicken feather, you blindly use politeness as an arrow.
Having lost face in front of everyone, Dongfang Li stared fiercely at Dongfang Mian and returned to her seat.
Mo Qinghe cleared his throat and began to talk about the long history of alchemists. Dongfang Mian was about to fall asleep after listening to it, thinking that if he would talk like that that day, he would be the eighth elder for him without saying anything.
Thinking about it, Dongfang Mian felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. . .
When she woke up again, only herself and Dongfang Yuanyan, who was still drooling on the table, were left in the huge venue.
"Hey, Uncle, wake up, your saliva is about to flood this room, it's really embarrassing!"
"Smelly girl, if you didn't snore first, my perseverance can last at least another half an hour"
Dongfang Mian later heard that when Mo Qinghe left that day, her entire face was green, and she made up her mind that it would be better not to appear in front of the old man in the near future.
But when it was reported that No. 1 in the assessment of the refining masters of the Dongfang family would get a spirit-replenishing liquid that was hundreds of times more precious than Juling Pill, Dongfang Mian couldn't sit still.
This cunning old man had such a good thing in his hand. The last time he gave himself a small alchemy stove, he looked as if his ancestral grave had been stolen by someone, and he felt ashamed for a long time.
When Dongfang Mian appeared in front of Patriarch Dongfang and applied to participate in this assessment together to see the world, Patriarch Dongfang could only cover his face and sigh. Sure enough, his nephew followed his uncle, and there was no such word as shyness in their lives.
"Mian'er, Chairman Mo's face really turned green that day." After persuasion to no avail, Patriarch Dongfang had no choice but to hint.
Soon it was the day of the assessment. When Dongfang Mian appeared in the assessment team together, some people were dissatisfied.
"Dongfang Mian, we are about to go to the assessment, what are you doing here?" Dongfang Li said angrily.
"Are you stupid? You have already said that you will be assessed and you still ask me why?"
"Does the assessment have anything to do with you? You are an alchemist with a wood-type bloodline?"
"Wood attributes can't test alchemists? Did you stipulate? People with ordinary blood without attributes can take the test, but I can't test my special blood?"
"Hmph, I've never heard of alchemists having the wood attribute."
"That can only show that you are ignorant, with long hair and short knowledge, big breasts and no brains. Don't look at me, it's you"
Dongfang Li laughed out of anger, and there was a faint killing intent in her eyes. As the most talented disciple of this generation of Dongfang aristocratic family, no one had ever dared to talk to herself like Dongfang Mian.
In order to successfully pass the alchemist's assessment before entering Suzaku Academy this time, Dongfang Li swallowed this breath forcefully, and planned to ask Dongfang Mian to make a calculation after the assessment.
Arriving at the Alchemist Guild, sure enough, the moment Mo Qinghe saw Dongfang Mian, his face began to turn green faintly.
Without saying anything, they were brought into the assessment hall, each with a small table, and on the table was a prescription and the medicinal materials needed.
Everyone took out their alchemy stoves one after another. Dongfang Li saw that Dongfang Mian was just standing there stupidly, and sneered, "Hey, Dongfang Mian, you don't even have a pill stove and came to test the alchemist, right?"
"Pill stove?" Dongfang Mian pretended to be dazed and said, and then suddenly realized a small and exquisite pill stove.
"You're talking about this thing, unfortunately, I just got one a few days ago."
(End of this chapter)
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