Chapter 120 Meeting In
the Xingyue space, in the ancient pavilion.
The green-robed old man sat high in the first seat, and on both sides of him were the other elders.
"Why did Fang Xu and the other two take so long? Nothing wrong, right?" After waiting for a while, a red-haired old man asked in confusion.
With Fang and Xu's cultivation in the Dou Zong, it should take five minutes to complete the task. Even if they recruited a pharmacist, ten minutes would be enough, but now half an hour has passed.
"Don't worry about it. This is our Xingyue Pavilion's territory. Nothing can go wrong."
"Okay, stop arguing, the two of you!" Above, the green-robed old man knocked on the wooden table and said in a deep voice: "They are here."
The next moment, a somewhat anxious figure rushed into the hall with an ecstatic look on his face. It was Elder Xu Hen who had gone out earlier.
"Hahaha, Pavilion Master, this is a great event, a great event."
"Oh?" Seeing Xu Hen's ecstatic expression, the green-robed old man asked in confusion, "What great event? Could it be that the pharmacist outside is not only a sixth-grade pharmacist, but a seventh-grade pharmacist?"
If a seventh-grade pharmacist joined Xingyue Pavilion, it would indeed be a great event. After all, pharmacists of this level are considered the backbone even in the Dan Tower, the holy land of pharmacists.
"Pavilion Master, there is more than one seventh-grade pharmacist." Suddenly, an old voice sounded outside, and then Fang Xu also walked in, followed by Xiao Yun and others.
"Venerable Feng, this is Xiao Yun." Xiao Yun looked at the green-robed old man above, and immediately bowed and saluted, giving him the respect of a Douzun.
Venerable Feng did not speak. He just stared at the young man in front of him with a fiery look. Although the young man in front of him looked like he was only in his twenties, he had already reached the two-star Dou Zong, but that was not the point! The point was! He sensed a familiar aura from him.
"Yao Chen? Is that you?" Venerable Feng stood up from his chair, his voice trembling.
"Hahaha, old man, you found this out." A stream of light emerged from the ring and turned into an illusory figure in mid-air. Looking at his face, it was Yao Lao.
He originally wanted to give Venerable Feng a surprise, but he did not expect that this guy's strength had improved. Even if he hid in the bone inflammation ring, he would be sensed by it.
The moment he saw Yao Lao, Venerable Feng could no longer bear it. He appeared in front of Yao Lao in a flash and hugged his soul tightly.
"Old man, you are so hard to find. You built this Xingyue Pavilion yourself, but later you left everything to me to deal with." Venerable Feng laughed loudly. There was no blame in his tone, but it was full of joy for meeting an old friend. Yao
Chen was his life and death friend. The two had a life-and-death friendship. After Yao Chen disappeared, Venerable Feng did not stop looking for him for a year in the past few years. He even served as the deputy head of Xingyue Pavilion because he always believed that Yao Chen would not disappear easily.
"Thank you for your hard work over the years." Yao Lao was also a little choked up. After a while, he let go of Venerable Feng, pointed at Xiao Yun and introduced him, "I can return to Xingyue Pavilion, thanks to him. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid I would have disappeared in the northwestern continent."
"Thank you, my friend!" After hearing this, Venerable Feng bowed and said without caring about Dou Zun's face.
Xiao Yun turned his body to avoid the salute, then helped him up and said with a smile: "Your Excellency Feng, there is no need to do this. Yao Lao has taught me with all his heart. It is my duty to do this."
Feng Zun nodded, and then he remembered that there were other people in the hall. He turned around and said loudly to the elders: "Elders, the one next to me is the Pavilion Master of our Xingyue Pavilion. He has another identity, that is, Yao Zun Yao Chen!"
Hearing this, the other elders were all startled. The younger generation may not know the name of Yao Zun, but these old people know it very well. This is the first pharmacist in the last session!
Yao Chen had a terrifying appeal in Zhongzhou. In terms of fame and pharmacy skills, even the three giants of Danta are slightly inferior.
"Greetings, Pavilion Master!" Many elders bowed and saluted, looking at Yao Chen with fiery eyes. Now that the Pavilion Master has returned, their Xingyue Pavilion also has a master of medicine refining!
"You old fellow, you are deliberately embarrassing me." Yao Lao shook his head helplessly and said with a wry smile: "Which force's leader is a soul? You should at least wait until I recover my physical body."
"Speaking of this." Feng Zunzhe's eyes condensed and asked in a cold voice: "Is there another hidden story about what happened back then? As a master of medicine refining, how could you end up dying in a furnace explosion?" Yao
Lao shook his head, and his eyes swept through the people in the hall without leaving a trace, without saying anything.
As a long-time friend, Feng Zunzhe immediately understood what he meant, and knew that there were too many people around, so he stopped talking about this topic.
"Feng Xian, go and arrange accommodation for them. Xiao Yun, come with me to the Star Tower." Yao Lao smiled faintly, and then floated towards the back mountain.
Seeing this, Xiao Yun didn't understand what Yao Lao was going to do, but he still took off the ring containing the Venerable Skyfire, handed it to the Little Medical Fairy beside him, saluted to Venerable Feng, and then quickly caught up with Yao Lao.
One person and one soul went towards the Star Tower of Xingyue Pavilion. After a while, a dark stone tower appeared in their sight.
The workmanship of this stone tower is extremely crude. It is called a stone tower, but it actually looks more like an ugly stone pillar.
Yao Lao brought Xiao Yun and flashed to the top of the stone pillar. Then the former waved his hand, and a layer of isolation barrier emerged.
"Yao Lao, why are you so mysterious?" Xiao Yun saw his behavior and said in confusion.
"Smelly boy, come here." After Yao Lao laid down this layer of barrier, he scanned the surroundings with his soul perception. After confirming that there was no one else, he waved his hand to let Xiao Yun come over.
Although Xiao Yun didn't understand what the old man was going to do, he believed that he would not harm him, so he walked straight towards him and stopped beside him.
"Ahem, you little brat, remember everything I teach you later!" Yao Lao coughed lightly, then stretched out his finger and tapped Xiao Yun's forehead.
Suddenly, a stream of strange waves invisible to the naked eye entered Xiao Yun's mind through Yao Lao's soul power...
The moment the strange waves entered his mind, they immediately turned into a large number of mysterious words floating deep in his mind. Although Xiao Yun couldn't understand any of these words, he could clearly understand their meaning.
"Yuanhun Jue!" Is this the soul technique that Yao Lao practiced? Xiao Yun thought secretly in his heart.
He closed his eyes tightly, and his mind was completely immersed in his mind, carefully experiencing the mystery of this soul technique, and at the same time silently reciting it in his heart.
As the obscure incantation sounded, the soul power lingering in the center of the eyebrows actually began to rotate automatically. Faintly, a numb and pleasant feeling spread from the center of the eyebrows to the whole body.
"Is this the peculiarity of the soul technique?" As the soul power rotated, the energy of the surrounding heaven and earth also fluctuated slightly, and strands of soul power seeped out from it, and then all was absorbed into the center of the eyebrows.
Xiao Yun opened his eyes, a ray of light flashed in his dark eyes, and the corners of his mouth were almost grinning to the sky. This soul technique is extremely powerful. Although it can only absorb a little bit of soul power each time, its advantage is that it is available all the time! As long as he thought about it, this soul technique was like a falling heart flame, constantly absorbing the soul power from the outside world.
"Thank you, Yao Lao!" Xiao Yun bowed from the bottom of his heart. With this soul technique, plus his soul that had already reached the peak of the mortal realm, he would be able to break through to the spiritual realm naturally in a month at most!
"Haha, thank you later, I still have something to give you!" Yao Lao stroked his gray beard, wiped his palm on the ring, and several scrolls appeared in his hand, and then handed them all to Xiao Yun.
"Earth-level advanced skills, Heaven-defending Fire!"
"Earth-level intermediate fighting skills, Sky-splitting Fire Palm!"
"Earth-level intermediate fighting skills, Three Fires Locking Dragon!"
"..." Xiao Yun had just finished reading these earth-level skills and fighting skills when Yao Lao stuffed two more books in his hand.
"Medicine Gate!"
"Earth-refining Notes!"
"!" His mouth was completely shut. The first fighting skills were okay, and the names of the last two looked ordinary, but he could guess what was written in them with just a little thought.
"Are you so surprised?" Yao Lao said very pretentiously. He patted Xiao Yun on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "These things are the best martial arts and fighting skills that this old man can give you. You can let it absorb the soul martial arts by itself, and there is nothing much to say about the rest of the martial arts and fighting skills. They can only improve your combat power a little."
"The most important thing is the inheritance of the high-level pharmacist. You must grasp it well. Your talent as a pharmacist is the best I have ever seen in my life. You will definitely surpass me in the future. Don't waste your talent!"
To be honest, Yao Lao was born in the Yao clan, one of the eight ancient clans. He had no idea how many geniuses he had seen. A Dou Zong strongman under the age of 20 was very strong, but there were such people in the eight ancient clans as well.
What really made him marvel was Xiao Yun's terrifying talent as an alchemist. At the age of seventeen, he was a seventh-grade high-level alchemist. Even if you searched Zhongzhou ten times, you would not find a genius close to him.
Hearing Yao Lao's earnest words, Xiao Yun nodded slowly, then performed a half-teacher's salute towards him, and said earnestly: "Don't worry, I will cherish it!"
"Yes!" It was not until Xiao Yun put away all the scrolls that Yao Lao put away the barrier, and the whole person recovered his relaxed posture, and said jokingly: "Stinky boy, do you want to come to my Xingyue Pavilion? I will give you the position of the young pavilion master."
"Well, okay." Xiao Yun nodded helplessly. In fact, he didn't want to be the young pavilion master, but he had just accepted all of Yao Lao's inheritance and could be regarded as the latter's direct disciple. It would be too ruthless to turn around and reject him.