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Chapter 140 Headache
The third-grade medicinal herbs directly fried the furnace, and Meng Changjin pushed it backwards, which was mainly a control issue.
Without further ado, he took out an alchemy furnace again, and Meng Changjin began to refine the second-grade elixirs again.
Accumulation, she still needs to accumulate.
Therefore, it may be impossible to quickly refine a sixth-grade barrier-breaking pill. Meng Changjin did the math. According to a conservative estimate, it may take a month or two for her to refine a sixth-grade barrier-breaking pill.
This speed is actually fast enough, but Meng Changjin is now eager to upgrade to the seventh-rank realm.
Only when you reach the seventh-grade realm can you truly step into the high-grade realm.
Thinking of this, Meng Changjin suddenly thought of a question, a very important question.
Did she take back the access token in Wu Shaoqi's hand?
After thinking about it carefully, and looking in the storage bag and Lingzhi space, Meng Changjin was sure that he did not take back the access token in Wu Shaoqi's hand.
This can't be done, the pass token is in Wu Shaoqi's hands, and he is not sure when he will go down the mountain.
As far as Wu Shaoqi is concerned, it is not good to go down the mountain.
Therefore, after Meng Changjin refined the first batch of second-grade medicinal herbs, he did not continue to the next batch, and his consciousness spread, and Wu Shaoqi was soon found.
Wu Shaoqi happened to take a dozen of Wan Chunfeng's new inner disciples into Wan Chunfeng, and then he was summoned by Meng Changjin.
Hearing Meng Changjin's position, Wu Shaoqi silently calculated the distance, and then he was full of admiration.
Sound transmission is actually a kind of spiritual sense. Wu Shaoqi can now transmit sound to people within two meters around him, but his master can transmit to him through a small half of Wan Chunfeng.
The power of divine sense is simply appalling.
Meng Changjin didn't know what Wu Shaoqi was thinking. If he knew, he might chuckle.
More than 300 meters is shocking, and when her consciousness is fully recovered, it is not even more shocking.
After all, if her consciousness is fully recovered, it will be around a kilometer.
Then can she run wild in this world?
After all, the human consciousness in this world is really weak.
Meng Changjin summoned Wu Shaoqi to hand over Wan Chunfeng's new inner disciple to others to arrange, while he went to the small courtyard where Meng Changjin was staying.
Along the way, Wu Shaoqi was still thinking about what the master asked him to do. Could it be that he sneaked into the group of new disciples this time?
He can quibble about this, no, it can be explained.
He just wanted to walk the trial road. He heard that all the disciples of Wanhuang Sect had gone through it, but Wu Shaoqi had not gone through it. Wu Shaoqi naturally wanted to take a walk to prove that he had also walked the trial road.
As for those who are not ranked, the key is to participate.
But when he saw Meng Changjin, Wu Shaoqi's mouth twitched unconsciously.
Looking at the disgraced master, and then at the roof with a big hole, Wu Shaoqi wondered if Meng Changjin was secretly playing bombs in the yard.
Meng Changjin didn't think anything was wrong. She was a concocter, isn't it normal to fry a stove?
"You can practice now, so you don't need the pass token. As a disciple of Wanhuang Sect, you shouldn't favor one over another as a teacher. You used to pity you for your frailty, but now you don't have to. If that's the case, then you should treat them equally." Meng Chang Jin stretched out his hand directly, asking for a pass token.
As for what the client said when he gave it to Wu Shaoqi, it doesn't matter.
But she is not the client, and Wu Shaoqi is not the original Wu Shaoqi, so no matter what was said before, it is not counted now.
Besides, she didn't have a high-sounding speech, and treated them equally, so naturally she couldn't give too many privileges to anyone.
"Here." Wu Shaoqi took out a token carved like an ice cube from his storage bag and handed it to Meng Changjin with both hands, but he was not reluctant.
Meng Changjin raised his hand and took it over. The token looked like ice, but it was slightly warm in his hand.
Now that the token is taken back, there is no need to worry about Wu Shaoqi going down the mountain and encountering trouble.
Meng Changjin breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Wu Shaoqi speak: "It just so happens that the disciple can't use the token now, and the disciple has been promoted to the second rank. Difficult."
In fact, Wu Shaoqi really didn't want too many privileges. The more this happened, the worse it was for him.
The master is good to the original body, that is because of the previous generation.
And Wu Shaoqi believes that he is not the original body, and he can't bear that kind of excessive goodness.
Now that's what's best for him.
The master doesn't favor him too much, at least on the surface, he treats him equally, and he won't feel so much pressure in his heart.
Meng Changjin felt that people were about to split, what did Wu Shaoqi say, the second-rank realm?
Can you go down the mountain without a token?
Then she even took back the token and made a hammer!
Looking at the completely transparent token in his hand, Meng Changjin's whole person was not well.
"Cough, second-rank realm? When did you break through?" Meng Changjin asked "concerned" after coughing twice.
It can only be said that it is worthy of being the son of luck, this speed is really a bit fast.
"It took nine days to break through in Baizongcheng, which is too slow." Wu Shaoqi said with a frown.
Meng Changjin: …
Wrinkle a ghostly brow, this is still slow, if this is called slow, how can you let those people who have been at the peak of the first-rank realm for more than ten years after entering the sect suffer?
Meng Changjin squeezed the transparent token, feeling a little itchy in his fist, and wanted to punch someone.
"After the second-rank realm, the training speed seems to be slower. I feel that it may take more than 20 days to reach the third-rank realm." Wu Shaoqi continued to frown, and his tone became more and more dissatisfied.
Meng Changjin: …
Man, can't stand it!
Meng Changjin threw the token into the storage bag, flexed his fist, looked at Wu Shaoqi, and smiled harmlessly.
Wu Shaoqi suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing across his back, swallowed his saliva, and said nervously, "Master, master, what do you want?"
"Haha." Meng Changjin chuckled, and the next moment, his fist slammed directly into Wu Shaoqi's eye socket.
Wu Shaoqi's eye sockets quickly swelled and turned black, which was terrible for a while.
"Your promotion speed is too fast, and your foundation is unstable. I will stabilize it for you." Meng Changjin smiled maliciously, and after finishing speaking, he kept waving his fists.
Wu Shaoqi's eye was so swollen that he couldn't open it, but he didn't have only one eye.
Seeing the malicious smile on his master's face, Wu Shaoqi vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he also felt that this master was so partial to the original body, unless he knew that he was not the original body, it would be impossible to harm him anyway.
The possibility of realizing that he is not the original body is almost zero, so the other party may really think that his cultivation speed is too fast to stabilize him.
But after the "stabilization" was finished, the whole face was swollen into a pig's head, Wu Shaoqi thought to himself, is there no other way to stabilize it?
Do you have to be beaten?