"By the way, Pavilion master Meng, I have a presumptuous request. Can you give me one of Alchemist Ling's divine origin pills? I also want to study it and improve my alchemy skills." Yu qiubai continued.
After hearing Yu qiubai's words, Ling Chuxi's impression of him changed greatly. If it was someone else, they would have been embarrassed to make such a request in the hall after losing one round. It could be seen that although this old man took advantage of his seniority, his heart was very open-minded. He was also drunk on alchemy. It was no wonder that he could have such alchemy standards.
He asked himself honestly. If he didn't rely on the spiritual herbs planted in his house in the Meru space, if he didn't rely on the cold heart Spirit Fire, plus a little bit of scheming, he really might not be better than him in terms of alchemy.
However, how could such a spirit Alchemist be associated with someone like Deacon Mei? Ling Chuxi could not understand.