Master of Beasts

After returning to Si Xiaofeng, Henry Zhang and many others successfully received 200,000 Lingzhu, and he even obtained the right to use the sixth-level cultivation circle for one year.

Under the North Peak.

"Roar!"

All the disciples who passed by tremblingly saw the golden retriever lying there yawning.

Ever since he felt the benefits of Henry Zhang's spiritual power, Jin Maoyu almost didn't think about it, but followed him, hoping that with Henry Zhang's help, he could recover to the peak as soon as possible.

Although the Styx grass had been taken out long ago, the medicinal properties remaining in its body still hindered its recovery.

Moreover, there were countless spirit kings in the barren mountains that day, and even if it wanted to resist, it would be forcibly brought here. Therefore, staying in the four small peaks was its best choice.

After the beast tide incident in the barren hills subsided, Si Xiaofeng was quite peaceful these days.

And Henry Zhang is also happy to be leisurely.

During this period of time, apart from staying in his room to practice, he had nothing to do every day, so he went back to the back peak to wander around, and sometimes he even went to sweep the Little Spirit Pagoda.

Now, when Mo Qing and the others saw him, they almost immediately took a detour. The arrogance of the past had already been thrown away to nowhere.

"A fifth-rank alchemist is still a long way from a sixth-rank alchemist."

Sitting at the table in the room, Henry Zhang bit a spiritual fruit, his eyes flickering.

And Chi Yan, who was lying on the table, was taking a nap comfortably, her two fluffy ears were shaking back and forth.

"In that case."

Standing up, Henry Zhang knocked on the door of the next room: "Cui Bin, do something for me."

With the help of Cui Bin, the news of Henry Zhang's free alchemy spread all over Beifeng immediately, which made many disciples very excited.

However, although it is free alchemy, Henry Zhang strictly stipulates that only a few kinds of elixirs are refined.

These kinds of elixirs can improve the alchemy very quickly, but the required refining materials are quite difficult to find, but even so, Henry Zhang’s door is still full of people every day.

"Squeak!"

Looking at the disciples who walked in,

Henry Zhang pointed to the stool next to him, and said with a smile: "Sit down."

Looking at Xia Zhen with cold eyes, the disciple suddenly shuddered, and said with a sneer, "Stand, just stand."

No one in Beifeng knew how cruel this seemingly weak little girl was.

Especially every time Xia Zhen raised his hand, all the disciples who entered Henry Zhang's room would instantly tense up, fearing that in the next moment, they would be squeezed into a ball without knowing it.

Regarding this, Henry Zhang could only smile helplessly.

"Forty-seventh."

Sitting above the Shadow Spirit, Xia Zhen pouted, with a displeased expression on his face.

For a long time, she has regarded Henry Zhang as her exclusive alchemist, and seeing Henry Zhang making alchemy for others, she couldn't help but feel some small emotions in her heart.

"Three life-soul pills." Henry Zhang smiled while drinking the tea on the table.

"No problem." Xia Zhen's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly, as if he was afraid that Henry Zhang would go back on his word.

"Squeak!"

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the room was pushed open again.

This time, it was a woman who came in, no matter her figure or appearance, she was unprovocative, but the haughty expression on her face made one faintly uncomfortable.

"sit down."

Henry Zhang pointed to the stool next to him and smiled.

"Snapped!"

The woman didn't give in at all, she just sat down, the table vibrated with her dropped palm, causing Xia Zhen, who was in a trance, to show annoyance on her small face.

"Help me refine a Qingyang pill." The woman looked at Henry Zhang, and said lightly, her tone, as if it was only natural for Henry to refine alchemy for him.

Qingyang Pill, a fifth-grade elixir, is very beneficial to light-attributed spirit beasts, but it is extremely troublesome to refine and consumes a lot of mental power.

These days, all the elixirs he has refined require spiritual power, which is dispensable.

"Sorry, I don't make this pill." Henry Zhang shook his head.

The reason why he concocted alchemy for free was to improve his alchemy, so there was no extra mental power to waste.

"Don't you make pills for free? Why do you make pills for others, but not for me?"

The willow eyebrows stood up slightly, and the woman's proud cheeks were full of displeasure. The next moment, she seemed to have suddenly realized, and sneered: "If you have other thoughts about me, I advise you to give up your mind. Not so cheap."

In her heart, Henry Zhang must be doing this on purpose to covet her beauty.

Then why, why do you make alchemy for others, but deliberately make things difficult for her?

Frowning slightly, Henry Zhang looked at the door of the room.

"Go slowly, don't send."

The meaning of seeing off guests is very obvious.

"You actually drove me away?"

When the woman heard this, her face was filled with incredulity, her beautiful cheeks once again showed an arrogance: "Don't tell me, don't you know who I am?"

Hearing this, Henry Zhang looked indifferent.

He was too lazy to know, and he didn't want to know.

"I'm Song Qing!" The woman patted the table again, proudly.

Song Qing?

Henry Zhang raised his eyebrows slightly.

Since he came to Beifeng, he had heard this name more than once. However, it was not because of Song Qing's strength, but because of her popularity and appearance.

Many of Beifeng's disciples had pursued Song Qing, and some even fought for her.

This made Song Qing couldn't help but feel a sense of pride, so she was very dissatisfied with Henry Zhang's rejection.

When Henry Zhang saw her, he should be fascinated immediately, and then he agreed.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in you, please come back." Henry Zhang offered to see off the guests again.

"You..." Song Qing's face was slightly distorted.

"If you dare to slap the table again, I'll roll you into a ball and roll around in the North Peak."

Just as Song Qing was about to explode, Xia Zhen's cold voice rang out.

"very good!"

Her cheeks trembled slightly, and Song Qing left angrily: "You wait for me."

Looking at Song Qing who left, Henry Zhang couldn't see the slightest wave in his eyes.

To him, this level of threat was no different from scratching an itch.

"It's disgusting." Xia Zhen muttered, and fell asleep holding the shadow spirit under him again.

Time, in alchemy and cultivation, passed day by day.

"Squeak!"

The door was pushed open, Henry Zhang was about to say something, but was slightly taken aback.

The person who came was actually Song Qing who had lost face with him.

But this time, her face was full of pride and provocation.

"Master alchemy, do you have the ability to follow me to Nanfeng?"

When the barbed voice came out, Song Qing sneered and said, "Of course, I can understand if you don't have the guts. After all, you have nothing to do except alchemy."

Henry Zhang, who wanted Xia Zhen to throw her out of the door, was silent for a while, but under Song Qing's surprised eyes, he nodded slightly: "I'll go."

If I remember correctly, Yuli is right there.

Speaking of which, I really miss this girl like a lotus lotus.