Chapter 1020 The Name of the Saint
Dong Guo Ming sighed.
In fact, since the beginning of the fight, Qi Tian took out those pecans that could improve his talent, and he concluded that Qi Tian's origins were extraordinary!
At least it is not something that ordinary third-grade forces can cultivate...
At that time in Dongguo Ming Dynasty, Qi Tian may have come from a second-rank holy land...
But now Qi Tian once again brought him a big surprise!
Qi Tian comes from Medicine Emperor Pavilion! That second-rank power that is comparable to the first-rank power!
"wrong……"
Dong Guo Ming suddenly frowned, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
"What's wrong?"
Nangong Zhiruo, who was beside him, was startled and asked subconsciously.
Qi Tian shrugged, he estimated that Dong Guo Ming saw something and knew that he was not from the Medicine Emperor Pavilion...
Inexplicably carrying such a name, Qi Tian also felt his scalp tingle.
When he was in the small world of reincarnation before, because he didn't want to explain more, he was speculated by Nangong Zhiruo that it was from the Medicine Emperor Pavilion and he didn't explain it.
Who knew that things would ferment more and more later, Qi Tian felt helpless.
It would be a good thing if Dong Guoming could reveal his identity.
"Just now...you said just now that my brother Qitian has refined the eight-grade elixir with eight patterns?"
Dong Guoming gasped for a few breaths, and his voice was trembling at this moment!
Eight-grade medicinal herbs! It's still an eight-pin pill of eight patterns! This is the rhythm that goes against the sky!
Dong Guoming swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Although he was not an alchemist, he still knew some common sense in alchemy.
Naturally, he still knew that Bawen was the highest-quality existence in the eighth-grade medicinal herbs!
Even an ordinary ninth-grade alchemist can't do this!
"Yeah, what's wrong? Is there a problem?"
"At that time, I watched Daoist Qi Tian concoct alchemy with my own eyes..."
"It took five hours to refine at that time!"
As Nangong Zhiruo spoke, a pair of eyes glanced at Qi Tian helplessly.
The scene at that time is still vivid in my mind, but Qi Tian slept for hours! After waking up, the medicine pill was refined into... a magical method.
"genius!"
"Alchemy genius!"
"Little friend Qitian, are you willing to join me in the Hall of Reincarnation? If you are willing to come to my Hall of Reincarnation, I recommend you to the Saint of Reincarnation. According to your talent in alchemy, there is no problem in becoming a Saint of Saint of Reincarnation!"
Dong Guoming said directly to Qi Tian, and the excitement in his words was obvious.
"Saint of Reincarnation? This is the existence that only the Saint of Reincarnation in the Hall of Reincarnation is qualified to receive! It is equivalent to the direct disciple of Saint of Reincarnation!"
"The reincarnation saints of the reincarnation hall are at least in the sanctuary realm!"
The Supreme Venerable Bai Qianmo of Zhantianmeng was the first to speak out, and there was an endless desire in his eyes...
Sanctuary powerhouse! For him, it is simply a sky and a land!
So far, he is no more than the quasi-exalted realm! It is necessary to transcend one to ten-star Celestial Venerable realm, and then transnational low-level semi-sacred, mid-level semi-sacred, high-level semi-sacred, and extreme semi-sacred realm to advance to the holy realm!
If you can get the guidance of such a strong man, that is the blessing of life!
"Little friend Qi Tian..."
Seeing Qi Tian pondering silently, Bai Qianmo, the Supreme Supreme Being of the Zhantian League, thought he was stunned, and quickly reminded him.
How can you miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?
"Brother Dongguo, I'm sorry, I can't promise you!"
Qi Tian calmly refused.
The saints of the reincarnation hall, the saints of the reincarnation hall, sound really noble, but to Qitian, they have little meaning.