A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 1177: Be my apprentice

Chapter One Thousand Seventh, Be My Apprentice

Zhao Songyan shook his head and said slowly, "Tongfang Yan, you disappoint me very much."

Speaking, he rose to the sky, majestic and majestic.

In Chen Feng's eyes, if Dongfang Yan's aura was a small mountain just now, then Zhao Songyan's aura was a huge mountain, which was crushed down.

Dongfang Yan was immediately crushed to his knees, his waist was deeply bent, and his head was crushed to the dust.

Finally, he couldn't even maintain his kneeling posture, and with a snap, he was directly pressed on the ground.

Then his body gradually became flat.

There is blood flowing out of his seven orifices.

Looking at this, Zhao Songyan actually intends to crush him to death with his aura.

Chen Feng's heart jumped: "This Zhao Songyan is really a cruel method!"

Suddenly Dongfang Yan raised his head, staring at Zhao Songyan with a bitter expression on his face, and shouted violently: "Zhao Songyan, do you still ask me why I did this? Are you still disappointed in me?"

"As everyone knows, I am even more disappointed in you!"

"How many years have I been with you? I have been with you for thirty years. I have worked hard for you, at least three times, and almost died for you!"

"And you? How did you treat me? My nephew is the most talented among all the late disciples of the Alchemist Association, but you have always ignored him, instead you value Feng Chen so much. Outsider!"

"I have worked for you for so many years, and you didn't even give me the position of an heir. Instead, you want to train Feng Chen, a little boy who has not met, into an heir!"

"How can I be willing? How can I be convinced?"

"I just want to kill him and cut your hope!"

When Zhao Songyan heard this, he was silent for a while, with an extremely complicated look on his face.

There was anger, shock, and even hints of guilt.

After a long time, he sighed slightly and said: "I didn't expect you to have such a big resentment towards me, and I didn't expect you to think so."

"But I do, I feel a little sorry for you."

He suddenly closed his body, waved his hand, and said lightly: "Go away!"

"From then on, you have been expelled from the Association of Alchemists."

Dongfang Yan nodded and glared at Chen Feng fiercely, the spiteful color on his face almost condensed into substance, then he turned and left quickly.

Chen Feng looked at Zhao Songyan, sighed quietly, and said: "If you kill a snake, you will suffer."

Zhao Songyan was stunned when he heard it. He didn't expect Chen Feng to talk to him in such a natural tone.

He laughed: "You little guy, you are not afraid of me."

Chen Feng smiled and said: "You saved my life, obviously you are kind to me, why should I be afraid?"

Speaking, he suddenly coughed violently, vomiting blood, and the wound exploded.

Chen Feng felt that he was so weak that he couldn't beat an ordinary person.

Zhao Songyan popped out a pill. The ammunition was about the size of an egg yolk, with a pale gold color, a strong fragrance, and it exuded a touch of pressure!

Chen Feng instinctively took it, and was surprised: "Above the pill, there will be coercion. What kind of pill is this?"

Zhao Songyan smiled slightly and said: "Four-pin pill, one-turn golden pill."

Chen Feng's eyes flashed, it turned out to be a fourth-grade pill!

Even for the soul-condensing powerhouses, the fourth-grade pill is extremely rare, and it is enough to cause competition among these powerhouses.

Zhao Songyan said: "The golden core is a healing sacred item. For a person of your realm, almost all injuries can be easily recovered. Swallow it!"

Chen Feng was not hypocritical, and swallowed it in one bite.

After swallowing, he felt that countless pale golden warm currents wandered wildly inside him.

Wherever the warm current goes, all the injuries have disappeared!

Not to heal, but to smooth it out! Let it disappear directly.

The wound on the surface of Chen Feng's body instantly turned into a smooth muscle, and a drop of blood could not be seen.

And he feels even more that everything about himself is restored to its peak, so energetic, so amazing.

Chen Feng was stunned: "This, is this the power of the fourth product pill? It's so strong!"

Suddenly he smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "Anything else?"

Zhao Songyan was stunned, and clicked on him: "You little guy, it's interesting."

He said: "First introduce myself, my name is Zhao Songyan, and I am the president of Suiyang County Apothecary Association."

"Someone presented me with a small return pill that day. After reading it, I sighed that you are a stunning wizard in the alchemy world, so I asked Dongfang Yan to take you back, but I didn't expect..."

Speaking of this, he sighed faintly.

Chen Feng learned that his series of strange encounters were all due to this sentence.

From the Ten Day Hall to the Shadow Killer, and later to the Oriental Yan.

Zhao Songyan looked at Chen Feng, smiled and said: "I think you are very talented in refining medicine, but you are immersed in other aspects and cannot concentrate on being a pharmacist."

He showed a very regrettable look on his face, then looked at Chen Feng, smiled and said: "I want to accept you as a disciple and train you as the heir of the Suiyang County Apothecary Association. I wonder if you want to?" /

Speaking, a confident and confident smile appeared on his face.

Obviously, I think Chen Feng will definitely answer, which is normal.

After all, the favor of the president of the Alchemist Association is a great opportunity for most people.

Not to mention, it was still cultivated as an heir.

The president of the Alchemist Association of a county is very respected, and he is no worse than the heads of sects like Ziyang Sword Field and Chengtian Gate.

For most people, it must be an ecstatic promise.

Unfortunately, Chen Feng pondered for a while, but there was a sorry smile on his face, and he said softly: "President, the kid can only live up to the love."

"The kid has a sect, so I really can't worship you as a disciple anymore."

"Oh? You already have a sect?" Zhao Songyan frowned~IndoMTL.com~ He thought that Chen Feng was an ordinary apothecary without a discipline.

Chen Feng nodded and said: "The kid is not actually Feng Chen, but Chen Feng, a disciple of Ziyang Sword Field, Danyang County."

"It turned out to be an expert in Ziyang Sword Field, no wonder, no wonder!"

Zhao Songyan said suddenly.

Actually, the real reason why Chen Feng rejected him is that Chen Feng already has an old medicine.

Is the most powerful alchemist as old as the medicine? This is an existence that has lived for thousands of years. What's wrong?

Zhao Songyan showed a pity color on his face, sighed several times, clapped his hands with some annoyance, and said: "Oh, that's really unfortunate, that's really unfortunate, you already have Zongmen!"

Looking at him like this, Chen Feng felt that this old man was really cute, and he felt like an old naughty boy.

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