The Daughter of God's Destiny

Chapter 652
Luo Qingxie narrowed her eyes thoughtfully: "You have returned to Xuanyi Continent, and your cultivation seems to have recovered."

She thought that old man Feng was very strong, but she didn't expect that his real cultivation would reach the realm of King Xuan, he was still a seventh-level alchemist, and he was even a shocking figure in Xuanyi Continent.

Does she have a backer?
In front of his grandson, Feng Hanyue's serious face immediately became active, and he seemed embarrassed, and said to Luo Qingxie: "I didn't deliberately hide it from you at that time. In Xuanyue Continent, even if the poison is detoxified, the cultivation base It will still be suppressed by the law of heaven and earth, and even alchemy can only be refined at a low level."

Feng Ji was dumbfounded, is this still his serious grandfather?Why did the style of painting change suddenly when I saw my benefactor?
Is he right?
For the first time in Feng Ji's life, he felt lucky, fortunately he came out with his grandfather, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to see this side of his grandfather.

If I had known, he would have brought my sister over to watch it together. It must have been fun and exciting.

"It's okay, I don't care."

Feng Hanyue breathed a sigh of relief immediately, but the boy's words continued: "Give me a few bottles of seventh-grade pills, I can accept it."

Feng Hanyue's hands trembled disobediently, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked at Luo Qingxie: "You, you, why don't you go and rob?"

The sun poured down on the handsome face of the boy in white, he moved his lips: "I don't think so."

Since there was his own grandson next to him, he couldn't lose face, Feng Hanyue covered his mouth and coughed softly: "Boy Luo, the seventh-grade elixir is not so easy, it is made after repeated measurement and research, and the process is very complicated , it’s not easy to practice, there are at most four out of ten pills in a furnace that are seventh grade, and the rest are either waste pills or pills below seventh grade.”

Luo Qingxie raised her eyebrows, and said in a lazy tone, "I can wait."

Feng Hanyue pinched his beard and said, "How can it be so easy? With my mental strength, I can refine two furnaces in a month. Or do you think alchemy is easy to refine when you have sufficient mental strength?"

Feng Hanyue rolled Luo Qingxie's eyes.

On the side, Feng Ji said evilly to Luo Qing: "Benefactor, what grandpa said is right, alchemy is not so easy to make. My spiritual talent has reached the sixth grade, but I can only refine two first-grade pills a month. This is my limit."

Feng Hanyue's eyes were moist as he looked at his grandson.

His grandson didn't hurt in vain. Look, he has learned to protect his grandpa.

Feng Hanyue pinched his beard to comfort him.

Luo Qingxie rubbed her chin thoughtfully, and after a while his voice came, with a trace of pondering: "Is it hard to make alchemy or to make talismans?"

Feng Ji didn't understand why Luo Qingxie would ask such a question, but he still replied: "Although I am learning alchemy, it is very difficult to become a talisman refiner. It is even more difficult than an alchemist. You need to have enough mental strength."

He also wanted to become a talisman refiner, but it was difficult.

Luo Qingxie nodded but did not speak.

Yi Ying in her arms opened her eyes leisurely, what is an alchemist, its contractor can cure diseases that even a seventh-level alchemist can't cure, besides, his contractor is a real alchemist A talisman teacher is even better than an alchemist.

Yi Ying hummed twice, then closed her blood eyes again.

Feng Hanyue had a smile on his face, pinching his beard: "Boy Luo, your talent is amazing, and your spiritual talent must be not bad, why don't you take me as your teacher, how about I pass on all the knowledge of alchemy in my life to you?"

If boy Luo could call him master, he would be able to laugh while sleeping.

Or, taking advantage of these few days of idleness, he figured out a way to deal with this matter, and let Boy Luo call him Master from now on?

Feng Hanyue pondered secretly.

　The third watch is over, good night, it's a long holiday, have fun

　　
　
(End of this chapter)