"Let the young master laugh!"

After a while, Old Man Zhu and others finally calmed down, wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and smiled at Liu Zhengyang.

"I can understand!"

Liu Zhengyang's eyes are sincere, and Mr. Zhu and others are becoming more satisfied and proud. It is the blessing of their Withered Wood faction to be able to meet a young leader like Liu Zhengyang in this life.

"If you only rely on low-level pill, it may be more difficult for the young master to have any ideas, but it's different now. This is our signature!"

After speaking, the old man sneered.

"Which warrior does not know the importance of Ludan! As long as you have it, it won't be a problem how many warriors you need for less masters!"

Lady Lan also sneered again and again.

"As long as we release the news, the people who can't sit still will be the despicable people!"

Although Liu Zhengyang has ideas, he is afraid of trouble.

He only needs some effort, after all, he enjoys spending more time with his wife and children.

Mr. Zhu and the others have rich experience. After telling them the news, they will naturally take care of the rest.

"By the way! This time I refined the Jianglu Pill. I will retreat and refine some more in two days. I also have a lot of these low-level pill. Could you please discuss how to use it? !"

After Liu Zhengyang waved his hand, hundreds of bottles of pills were placed in front of them.

The strong medicinal fragrance rose to the sky, as if a treasure was born.

Old Man Zhu widened his eyes instantly and opened his mouth slightly.

The others are no better.

"Young Master, is this all you refined this time in retreat?"

Lady Lan was the fastest of these people, and she pointed to the pile of medicine bottles in front of her with a little surprise in her eyes and asked.

"Yes!"

Liu Zhengyang nodded calmly: "These low-level pills are not difficult to refine, but they are too cumbersome and time-consuming."

"But if these medicines are not enough, you can just say it to me. It's just a waste of time!"

As Liu Zhengyang said as it should be, Mr. Zhu's expressions were dull.

Look, it's still human words!

What does it mean to waste a little time? What is not too difficult?

This is the typical Versailles! Those alchemists would probably commit suicide in shame if they heard this sentence!

You know, it’s not that the old man Zhu has not studied the refining pill, but at most they have refined some pill that has the widest application range and slightly changed the martial artist for so many years!

Some of them can't even be called medicinal pills, they can only be said to be ointments.

But what about Liu Zhengyang?

This casual tone, this arbitrariness between gestures should make Mr. Zhu and others seriously aware of the mistakes in their words just now.

It is true that low-level pills are of little use for recruiting strong people.

But the problem is quantity!

Quantitative changes cause qualitative changes! With so many low-level elixirs, Old Man Zhu and others don't know what kind of sensational effect these news will cause after they are released!

Looking at Liu Zhengyang's back slowly leaving.

Ju blindly swallowed: "It seems that we have all underestimated the ability of Young Master!"

"This level of alchemy is simply terrifying! Even more terrifying than the master!"

Old Man Zhu said in a deep voice, and then a deep smile appeared on his face: "But this is a great thing for us! With these pills, our old bones don't have to run around!"

There is a plane tree at home, and a phoenix comes from it.

Now that there are so many elixirs, is there still a shortage of warriors to cast it? What a joke!