President’s Exclusive Alchemist

After the bleak silence of the winter night passed, the early spring night in the south had vaguely signs of excitement like the summer night. Especially the No. 2 Middle School of the Flower Market, which is famous for its garden school. After a winter, various insects living in the flowers began to wake up, making intermittent calls in the cool night.

But today is different from usual. Amidst the sounds of insects, a gnashing cry suddenly came from a dormitory in the male dormitory building of No. 2 Middle School.

"You are all buried with Lao Tzu!"

In the quiet dormitory area, such annoying noises suddenly appeared. Fortunately, it is not the start of school. At this time, there are only scattered students who have returned to school early, or protesting. There are more than a few scattered ones.

One of the protesters happened to be in the same dormitory as the one who made the noise.

Just listened to the bewildered voice coming from the opposite bed, "Master Dao, buddy, don't be so cruel..." The complaining voice was a bit illegible at the back. It seems that the other party is not awake at all, and the muttering finished. He soon fell asleep again.

The dormitory was quiet again, and the Ming Wuxiang expression that sat up from his sleep was a bit hideous and crazy, as if he hadn't recovered from the ‘dream’ just now.

Fortunately, at night, the only other person in the dormitory was sleepwalking Zhou Gong, so no one saw his expression at this time, or they would think that he had just had a terrible nightmare because of the face. The remaining expression is scary.

"dream?"

The change in the environment caused Ming Wuxiang, who was sitting on the bed, to calm down quickly and speak again, without the previous anger.

A little uncertain, when he subconsciously stretched out his hand to his heart, his chest was smooth, without the touch in his memory, he hurriedly opened the collar, and under the faint light from the dormitory corridor, he made sure that the piece of white jade that had been hanging on his chest was not there. .

Ming Wuxiang lowered his head and held his hands tightly, muttering in a voice that only he could hear: "Not a dream, am I wearing it again?"

Yes, I wear it again.

There is nothing special about him. The world is so busy that he has lived until he is twenty-eight. When he thought he would continue to live an ordinary life, he accidentally fell off a cliff during a company outdoor activity.

When falling to the cliff, the feeling of falling made Ming Wuxiang think that he would be crushed to pieces, and even the corpse would be difficult to find. In the end, he didn't die, and he passed through, crossing into a fantasy world dominated by immortal cultivation.

Online novels are the favorite pastime of Ming Wuxiang, especially his name, which is ridiculed by many friends as the protagonist. Ming Wuxiang, who has only lived for 28 years, has always been the role of passerby. .

Perhaps it was due to nature, even if he traveled to the world of cultivating immortals described in the novel, Ming Wuxiang did not give birth to a unified world, opening the harem and collecting the younger brother, which is the protagonist model of Long Aotian style.

To make a fortune with a muffled voice, this is the enlightenment obtained from a survey of many online novels, especially when Ming Wuxiang understands the world of cultivating immortals, and knows that he possesses a treasure that even the ancestors of the tribulation period will covet. Death is jumping around.

That treasure was a piece of white jade that Ming Wuxiang’s grandmother gave him before her death. White jade is a family heirloom from his grandma’s family. He only wears females but not males. Ming Wuxiang’s father has only one male. In the generation of Ming Wuxiang, he is the only one.

There are no girls in the family for two generations, and the grandmother has no choice but to hand over Bai Yu to Ming Wuxiang, hoping to pass it on to his daughter.

He accepted the white jade when he was young, and when he got older, Ming Wuxiang could only apologize to his grandmother in his heart. His own sexuality is destined to have no offspring, and he can't harm a girl for such a thing.

In the bottom of my heart, he felt guilty for grandma's entrustment. When he traveled to the world of cultivating immortals, Bai Yu recognized the Lord, and finally got a glimpse of Bai Yu's secret, and at the same time knew that he was lucky enough to travel through it because of this piece of white jade.

This seemingly unremarkable piece of white jade has a very large background, and it is actually a fragment of the Shennong Ding that was passed down from the Chinese mythology of Shennong, who tasted a hundred herbs and used to refine a hundred medicines.

If it is not before crossing, someone tells him this, Ming Wuxiang will definitely reply to the other party and read a book, right? As for the Shennong Ding, it’s better to make the Xuanyuan Sword or Pangu Axe more powerful to scare people.

After crossing, I entered the white jade space and saw the immortal grasses protected by the formation that would definitely cause a sensation in the world of immortality.

Ming Wuxiang can only silently swallow Tucao and nod-yes yes yes, everything you said is right.

It doesn't mean that he accepted the inheritance of refining medicine in Baiyu at the same time.

Ming Wuxiang was able to cultivate to the Yuan Ying stage with the qualifications of Shuimu Double Spiritual Root in less than a hundred years, and stepped on many of the single spiritual root geniuses of the world of cultivating immortality. This shows how powerful this inheritance is.

Of course, there is also the reason why Ming Wuxiang made a fortune with his muffled sound, but no matter how careful Ming Wuxiang was, he still accidentally exposed his feet.

How can a monk who is less than a hundred years old play tricks with those old foxes who have lived for thousands of years. Fortunately, those old immortals don't know the real secret of the white jade space, and only think that the kid Ming Wuxiang is lucky and inherited by an alchemy master.

In the world of cultivating immortals, alchemists are the most sought after among all professions. Every time a pill of top quality or above appears in the auction room, the price surge will definitely stop people's heartbeat.