Chapter 1394 Materials that Cannot Be Handed Over

Jiang Cheng actually knew what was going on outside.

Although this brother is sleeping inside, with his strength, he will definitely feel a little trouble.

Eighth-Rank Emperor Pill is his main target.

But after thinking for a while, he decided to let this group of elders dry up.

When the Lord took the initiative to help them refine it, the group of people first did not believe his alchemy skills, and then suspected him of cheating materials.

Don't forget, you can't find the help of an alchemist.

You are asking me, not me.

Now you come to your door as if you were giving me a chance to help you.

The old man is not cheap either.

Don't you want to line up with the lord of the Supreme Palace?

So, he directly transmitted the voice to Xue Yi Zhizun.

"Tell them that when they come in batches, the eighth-rank Emperor Pill is not qualified to jump in the queue."

When Xue Yi Zhizun repeated his original words, everyone in the Presbyterian Church fell down.

Yuan Guang wanted to say something more.

But then, everyone felt an undisguised killing aura.

The source of the murderous aura that condensed into reality was the main hall where Brother Cheng was located.

"The Palace Master is so angry!"

"Come on!"

Thinking of the previous scene where Daosheng Yi was killed, Daosheng Yuanguang didn't dare to stay any longer, and quickly fled here.

Everyone who returned to the discussion hall was a little depressed.

This is not the script they envisioned.

"What should we do now?"

"The materials can't be handed in, how can this be good?"

"For now, we can only wait two months."

Yuan Guang's face was sullen,

Slowly said: "Anyway, two months is not a long time, but I can afford to wait."

Two months is really not that long.

But these two months have been like years for them.

Disciples keep asking, have the medicinal pills been refined?

When do you practice?

The Council of Presbyterians is also not easy to say that the materials cannot be submitted, so they can only use the trick of dragging words.

Tell them to wait and be patient.

When the time came to the 50th day, the elders suddenly got news that the palace master Taishang had opened the door!

Could it be that in 50 days, 400,000 people's medicine pills have been refined?

This is incredible too!

With shock, they rushed to the Taiyuan Palace as soon as possible.

"See the Supreme Palace Master!"

"I have seen Jiang Taishang!"

Looking at the refreshed brother Cheng, the elders were also secretly wondering.

After refining so many medicinal herbs, why does it seem that he is not tired at all.

"Palace Master Taishang, have you finished refining this batch of materials?"

The old man nodded.

"Finished."

Although they had already guessed it, after getting his confirmation, everyone still gasped.

This is too fast.

Completely subverts common sense.

How can the other Didan masters feel so bad?

"The alchemy technique of the Supreme Palace Master is really shocking!"

"Yeah, yeah, unparalleled in the world."

"It's no wonder that you can become the first of the Tiandan Division."

They flattered all this time, and Cheng Ge smiled and accepted all the photos.

Then, this brother called Lin Jing Supreme.

"You go and ask Gong Qing to come over and say that this batch of medicinal pills is finished, and let her distribute it."

"Wait a minute!"

Yuanguang Daosheng quickly stopped it.

"Ms. Jiang, don't be so troublesome, right?"

"Anyway, our elders will be here, so it's better to give it to us, and we will send it to those disciples."

The other elders also joined in.

"Yeah, yeah, there's no need to let the Palace Master do the work himself."

"We can handle this little thing."

They came for the first time, just for this.

This batch of medicinal pills was distributed to the disciples by them, and this coercion was equivalent to being loaded by them.

The disciples will also see the energy of the Presbyterian Church and see how much the Supreme Palace Master trusts them.

To put it bluntly, I still want to steal Gong Qing's limelight.

Although Cheng Ge doesn't like to engage in these intrigue and power checks and balances, but he is not stupid, how can he not see this tricky.

To ride a horse, Gong Qing was my choice.

You actually used the pills I made to step on my people?

Really can play!

"What weird remarks are you talking about?"

"This batch of materials was handed over to me by Gong Qing herself, of course she has to distribute it herself."

"What the hell is your business?"

After speaking, he flew directly outside, and at this time Gong Qing had already heard the news and rushed over.

After taking the medicine pill, the two just exchanged glances, and then Gong Qing took the Cheng Dan and left.

The elders who were left behind stared wide-eyed.

In front of Jiang Cheng, they dared not say anything without the approval of the Presbyterian Council, which is not in line with the rules.

Failing to steal the limelight, they could only settle for the next best thing.

"That...the Palace Master Taishang finished refining the batch of materials?"

Yuan Guang squeezed out a smile and handed over a new storage ring.

"This is the next batch of materials, it's your job."

Did not catch the second train, the third batch must catch up.

However, in his imagination, the picture of Jiang Cheng taking over the materials did not happen.

The brother just squinted at the ring.

Then he said lightly: "You can take it yourself first, and I'll talk about it when I'm free."

ah this?

Yuan Guang almost didn't understand what he meant.

"Aren't you free now?"

The brother-in-law glanced at him inexplicably.

"After refining the pill, shouldn't I take a break?"

"But after you finished refining that batch of medicinal pills last time, wouldn't you be able to refine the next batch immediately?"

Yuan Guang was a little suspicious that he did it on purpose, but there was no evidence.

The other elders also joined in.

"Yeah, please stop joking, Palace Master Taishang."

"We all know you don't have to rest."

You look refreshed and in better shape than we are.

"You're trying to pinch us..."

"joke?"

The brother-in-law suddenly became excited.

He raised his finger and pointed at Yuanguang's nose, and it was a burst of madness.

"One batch is over a million furnaces, you ask if other alchemists are tired?"

"Last time, I overdrawn my energy and foundation, so I barely finished the second batch."

"Now I've run out of oil and burnt out!"

"You laymen don't understand, so don't point fingers here!"

"Do you really think I'm the donkey of the production team?"

"Get out of here!"

Everyone in the Presbyterian Church was completely blinded by his roar.

Until they left Taiyuan Palace, they were not sure whether Jiang Cheng was really tired and needed a rest, or whether he was deliberately pinch himself.

"Of course it will be tiring to make millions of potions of medicinal pills. If you switch to other emperor pill masters, you may not be able to accomplish this feat in this lifetime."

Yuan Guang looked at the direction of Taiyuan Hall, his eyes filled with suspicion.

"But why do I think he's pretending this time?"

"Whether he pretended it or not, the problem now is that our batch of materials has not been handed in in time."

"How should this be?"

They had a vague hunch that this batch of received materials might turn into hot potatoes and eventually rot in their hands.

"It's okay, when he's finished resting, we'll send it over."

"It shouldn't take too long."

Just as they were talking, a large number of disciples suddenly poured in outside the discussion hall.

"Elder, where is our medicinal pill?"