Fujiwara held fire in his heart.


    He is a special elder in the Danbao Pavilion. Why was he so despised by a later generation alchemist.


    If it''s not about life and death.


    With his temperament, he will slap Zhao Fang out.


    Rao is so.


    He was still calculating in his heart. He forbear this tone for the time being. After his injury recovered, he would think of a way to deal with Zhao Fang.


    The pavilion leader was slightly silent, stared at Zhao Fang, and said in a deep voice, "Zhao Fang, this is not a joke. Are you really sure to refine jiezhang pill?"


    "I can''t refine the Yellow level top-grade pill now. However, I''m still a little sure of the Yu level top-grade pill!"


    In front of the pavilion Lord, Zhao Fang didn''t dare to trust him.


    Smelling the speech, the pavilion master''s eyes were slightly bright, "how much are you sure?"


    "Forty or fifty percent!"


    Zhao Fang rubbed his chin and hesitated.


    actually.


    With Yu level''s perfect proficiency, refining Yu level''s best pill is not a trouble at all.


    Basically, it can be refined by 80%.


    Eighty percent of the pills here are not eight ordinary top-grade pills, but the best pills.


    But after considering the general success rate of alchemists.


    In order not to make the pavilion leader and others feel too scary, he thinks it''s better not to exaggerate.


    Rao is so.


    After hearing the success rate of 45%.


    Wu Po and others still looked at Zhao Fang with incredible eyes.


    You know.


    The refining of the best pill is irregular.


    Unless the Alchemist is highly skilled and experienced, and both the alchemy materials and the alchemy tripod are excellent, there is a chance of successful alchemy.


    Note that there is a chance.


    not always.


    Because luck is very important!


    Even Wu Po, a top-grade alchemist of yellow level, is not sure. She has a 45% chance to refine Yu level best pill.


    Zhao Fang is just a Yu level alchemist. Where does he get his confidence?


    "45% is enough!"


    Gu Shun took a deep look at Zhao and said, "Yu level best pill is not as good as Huang level. It is the most suitable pill to dissolve the miasma in Tengyuan."


    Hear that.


    Fujiwara didn''t understand what Gu Shun meant.


    His eyes turned and fell on Zhao Fang. If the child longed for the sugar in the adult''s hand, he looked at him eagerly.


    "Zhao fangxiaoyou... Since you can refine Yu level best pill, please do it. I will bear all the materials needed for refining!"


    Zhao Fang glanced sideways at him.


    "That''s your attitude when you ask for help?"


    Fujiwara''s face changed slightly.


    He has been a special elder of Danbao Pavilion for decades, and almost all others begged him.


    He hasn''t tasted begging for a long time.


    For a time, it was hard to say, unable to put down the pride and dignity in my heart.


    Therefore.


    After hearing Zhao Fang''s words, his face suddenly became cloudy and sunny.


    "Little friend, as long as you can refine Yu level best pill and save my life, I, I''ll give you three yellow top-grade treasures!"


    Fujiwara gritted his teeth and said with heartache.


    Zhao Fang was silent and looked at him with a smile.


    Wu Kun and other alchemists wanted to speak, but when they thought of their own situation, they might ask Zhao Fang for something. When their words came to their mouth, they swallowed them again.


    Time passed bit by bit.


    Zhao Fang didn''t mean to let go.


    Fujiwara has repeatedly turned his eyes to the pavilion Lord for help, hoping that the pavilion Lord can stand up and say a word.


    The pavilion master sighed and said again, "Zhao Fang, what do you want from Fujiwara before you are willing to save him?"


    "How''s it going?"


    "Yes, yes, if you have any requirements, you can replace them. As long as I can meet them, I will not treat you badly!"


    Seeing that Zhao Fang meant to let go, Fujiwara quickly added.


    This time.


    He is not as stingy as before.


    Compared with their own lives, what are those yellow treasures?


    "Why did you prevent me from becoming the seventh special offering elder?"


    "This..."


    Fujiwara hesitated.


    Zhao Fang sneered and did not urge, but looked up at the sky.


    Anyway, the most important thing he needs is time.


    As long as Fujiwara is willing to consume it, even if he waits until tomorrow, he doesn''t care.


    Fujiwara''s expression changes. It''s ugly.


    He once wanted to give up, fight to die and preserve his dignity.


    But I really want to die, but there is no surge.


    After struggling for a moment, Fujiwara finally made up his mind, "it''s the Chu family. The Chu family once bribed me to drive you out of Danbao Pavilion."


    Zhao Fang looked at Gu Shun without expression.


    Immediately found that Gu Shun''s expression was very ugly.


    Gu Shun stared at Fujiwara with deep eyes and said in a cold voice, "Fujiwara, your is very good. Unexpectedly, you wasted the interests of Danbao Pavilion for the sake of the Chu family. The pavilion master wants to know whether you are the special elder of Danbao pavilion or the running dog of the Chu family?"


    Fujiwara''s complexion is complex.


    He knows.


    If you explain yourself, you will certainly provoke Gu Shun''s great anger.


    But for my own life.


    He had no choice.


    "Your Excellency, I did the wrong thing. If I can survive, I am willing to be punished by you."


    Wen Yan.


    I saw Fujiwara, who was almost dead.


    Gu Shun looked a little slow.


    He shook his big sleeve and snorted coldly. When he returned to his original position, he didn''t care about Fujiwara.


    Fujiwara smiled bitterly and was very angry with Zhao Fang.


    If this guy hadn''t insisted on asking, how could things have evolved to this point.


    "Damn boy, when I recover, I will make you look good!"


    Fujiwara swore in his heart, but pretended to have a guilty expression on the surface and said, "Xiaoyou, this time I''m blindfolded by lard and can''t see the current situation. Please raise your hand!"


    Zhao Fang looked at him and didn''t speak.


    He didn''t know Fujiwara''s psychological activities.


    I don''t know what Fujiwara is thinking.


    But how can you guess that with Fujiwara''s strength and status, he was questioned by a younger generation. If he didn''t have any resentment in his heart, he wouldn''t believe Zhao Fang even if he killed him.


    "Want me to save you?"


    Zhao Fang looked down at Fujiwara.


    Fujiwara didn''t look angry on the surface, just nodded and looked forward to it.


    Zhao Fang smiled, "OK."


    Hearing the speech, Fujiwara looked happy.


    But when he heard the next sentence, his expression suddenly became extremely ugly.


    "Please, I''ll save you!"


    Fujiwara stared at Zhao Fang. The cold in his eyes flashed away, but he forced a smile on his face and said, "little friend, this joke is not funny!"


    Who knows, after hearing this, Zhao Fang completely blew his hair.


    The whole person is like ignited gunpowder. Whoever you see explodes who you see.


    "Who''s kidding you? When you framed me, I''m afraid you didn''t expect that one day you would ask me for it?"


    "Xiaoyou, I''m menglang. I''m here to make amends to you and I''m willing to compensate Xiaoyou for all the losses!"


    Fujiwara said in a deep voice, holding back his anger that was about to burn.


    "Nonsense. Of course you have to make amends for me." Zhao Fang sneered. "However, making amends is totally different from asking for help. Don''t confuse it. If you can''t save face and open your mouth, I won''t force you, so wait for death!"