The snake-headed flower tree is in full bloom all year round, the size of a fist, and the white flowers shaped like snake-headed petals are thick. The flowers and trees bloom all over the mountains, dyeing the white spiral groove into snow-white.

The sweet and greasy aroma spreads in the air, and the white ruogou is like soaking in solidified honey, exuding a suffocating and heaviness in the beautiful scenery.

Compared to three years ago, Bailuogou is a little more angry.

Three years ago, except for a dozen of his favorite beautiful disciples, there were only thirty or fifty disciples under Mr. Yeon, who were actually similar to his servants. Whether it was his disciples or disciples, Mr. Yeon never taught them sincerely, and he never fooled them with some broken alchemy knowledge.

But now, there are hundreds of figures in the Bailuogou.

They are either busy managing the medicinal fields, collecting herbs, cleaning, making medicinal materials, or using a elixir with extremely high temperatures to refine various extremely basic elixirs.

Like other alchemists, Master Ye felt the aggressive pressure brought by Chu Tian. He was forced to keep pace with the times and began to include a large number of disciples, teaching some real skills very much.

Deep in the white ravine ditch, in a cold pond that was frozen all year round, Master Yen, who was surrounded by fire, sat cross-legged on a huge piece of black ice. Occasionally, a fire was spraying out of his mouth.

Three years ago, Master Ye was so angry that he vomited blood several times by Chu Tian. The fire poison in his body was out of control and almost died of burning.

He spent countless efforts to emptiate his life's savings by 70% to 80%, bought countless extremely cold herbs, and then strode and entrusted his relationship with each other. He bought a pill of Qinghuo and Guyuan from a major force in the Eighth Island Circle. It took him three years to barely stabilize the situation in his body.

Widths of fire slowly poured into his body. Master Ye slowly raised his eyebrows and beards and were burned out. His head was as naked as an egg. His eyes were deep at the four beloved disciples of Cuckoo, Begonia, Peony and Peony standing by the cold pond.

Compared with three years ago, the four female disciples no longer looked so charming. After receiving some true teachings from Master Wan, their cultivation has broken through a realm, and their temperament has a hint of a unique arrogance of the alchemist.

Yes, like Master Ye, their temperament from their bones is arrogance, not pride.

Seeing that his expression replied to the normal Master Ye, the four disciples Ranran bowed: "Master!"

Master Yeon looked at the four disciples like flowers, and an urgent light flashed in his eyes. He raised his chin slightly and said in a deep voice: "For the past three years, I have worked hard to take care of those junior brothers and sisters. This contribution is remembered by the teacher!"

The four disciples stood up and looked at each other. Du Juan took a step forward and said softly: "Master, the situation is very bad. Over the past three years, our elixirs..."

Master Ye's face became extremely gloomy. He waved his hand and signaled Du Juan not to speak.

In the past three years, Master Ye has tried his best to suppress the fire poison, so he has not had much time to refine pills. In previous years, he always had more than 100 furnaces of high-end pills released a year, with more medium- and low-end pills.

It is because of these spiritual pills, especially with several unique secret pills, that Master Yen is a distinguished guest of all the forces of the five major families and Wufeng Canyon, and is also a big figure in the Wufeng City Alchemy Master Guild.

But in the past three years, the first year has been fine, and Chu Tian did not do very exaggeratedly.

Starting from the second year, Chu Tian provided a large number of elixirs to the five major families with a speed that made Master Ye dumbfounded. Master Ye roughly estimated that the number of elixirs that Chu Tian refined in a year was almost comparable to the output of the Wufeng City Alchemy Masters Association, which was below Master Ye, and the ten high-level alchemists joined forces!

Master Yen knew that some Qimen alchemy techniques can increase the speed of alchemy.

He also knew that some unique alchemists could control several, dozens or even hundreds of alchemy furnaces at the same time, and refine various spiritual elixirs on a large scale in batches.

This kind of alchemy technique only exists among the alchemy forces with a long history, a long inheritance and a complete system, and is not something that they, such as alchemists who come from wild ways, can imagine.

Chu Tian was able to provide elixirs so quickly and in such a large number of ways. It is obvious that his alchemy inheritance comes from a complete and orderly alchemy force.

For three years, Chu Tian has squeezed Master Ye and other alchemists so much that they can't breathe.

Three years ago, if there were any special elixirs in the five major families that needed to be refined, they had to ask Master Yen in a good voice and give a sufficient price. It also depends on whether Master Yen was free and in a mood to get what he wanted.

With Chu Tian, ​​the guy who was disrupting the situation, what special needs do the five major families have? As long as they provide pill recipes and the medicinal materials needed, Chu Tian, ​​a guy who has no "backbone" of the alchemist, would happily refine pills for them without mentioning any additional conditions!

As time goes by, the representatives of the five major families are no longer visiting Bailuogou!

In the long run, the forces of Wufeng Canyon will only know Hancuiya, and no one will remember Bailuogou anymore. There is also a master of alchemy in Bailuogou!

"Children, it's too much to deceive others." Master Ye sneered calmly.

After suffering from the raging fire poison in the body in the past three years, Master Ye learned to suppress his emotions. Even if his heart was full of anger, he became gentle when he spoke, no longer as hot as he was three years ago.

"What the master said is that in Wufeng Canyon, everyone says that there are more than ten thousand disciples in Hancuiya!" Du Juan's eyes flashed with horror, and his red lips curled. Du Juan sneered: "Those idiots don't think about it. Is it so easy to train alchemists? There are more than ten thousand disciples? Who does Hu Xiaotian think he is? Can he teach it?"

Master Yen had a gloomy face and said nothing.

With more than 10,000 disciples, he had other information channels in addition to the four major disciples, so he naturally knew this statement.

There are more than 10,000 disciples in Hancuiya, no, the exact number is more than 17,000. Adding to more than 700 disciples from the five major families and other forces, the number of disciples in Hancuiya now exceeds 18,000!

Thinking of this terrible number of people, Master Ye felt his scalp numb.

If Chu Tian really trained them all into qualified alchemists.

Then Master Ye can foresee that the elixir market in Windless Canyon will be out of business.

"I don't know if Hu Xiaotian has this ability, but... rumored that there are some great forces in the establishment of the sect based on the alchemy. Not to mention ten thousand disciples, even ten thousand new disciples can be trained very well."

"Inheritance, inheritance, this is the power of inheritance." Master Yeong sighed softly: "Three years ago, I asked Lily to plot against Hu Xiaotian, just to get his inheritance, the alchemy world in the Windless Canyon... However, everyone in the world misunderstood as a teacher."

The four girls Du Juan didn't say anything.

Master Yeon really suppressed the fire poison in his body, and was he ready to move?
Chapter completed!