Monster God: The sea of ​​my soul is Taiwu Village

Glory City Alchemist Association.

The director of the Alchemist Association, or the general manager, is a woman named Yang Xin, who has reached the realm of the Golden Demon Spiritualist at the age of 25.

Compared with cultivation talent, her alchemy talent is even better, and she can be called No.1 among the group of young alchemists.

Of course, this does not include Nie Li. Although his body is a 13-year-old young lady, his soul is a hundred-year-old monster. He is enough to be Yang Xin's wife and grandfather.

Yang Xin is undoubtedly a beautiful woman, and she is equally as beautiful as Shen Xiu.Shen Xiu is the kind of coquettish and charming beauty, while Yang Xin is indeed the kind of shrewd and capable, noble beauty of the queen of the workplace.

What is surprising is that such a perfect beauty has not yet been married, and will become a 30-year-old girl in five years.

It's not a bad thing to be 30 years old, at least you can participate in a wave of "Sister Riding the Wind and Waves", sing "Red High Heels" or something.

As usual, the assistant emptied the mailbox of the Alchemist Association and put the mountain of letters inside on Director Yang Xin's desk.

"Master Director, your charm is as great as usual!" The assistant said, glanced at the whiteness of Yang Xin's chest, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Yang Xin flicked the slanted bangs that covered half of her face, pulled down the neckline, and asked coquettishly in an extremely seductive voice: "Is it really that big?"

"Yeah!" The assistant nodded frantically as if hitting a timer. Has the director finally figured it out?
"Wuuu... Let me just say, after licking her for so many years, even a ten thousand year old ice should melt. There are not many people as big as her in the entire Glory City. It seems that the future children Good fortune, quack quack..."

"If I see you spying on the director again, I will throw you into the alchemy furnace to make a human pill. I am serious. I will forgive you because you have worked for the director for so many years. Once. If there is a next time, hum!"

Yang Xin's attitude made a 540-degree turn, which made the young assistant a little overwhelmed. He felt that one second he was still in heaven, and the next second he fell into hell and was fried. His heart was cold and cold. .

Watching the crap assistant leave, Yang Xin started today's work, sorting out the letters.

Many alchemists would write their alchemy experience in letters, and the Alchemy Masters Association would organize these alchemy experiences together, bind them into a book, and distribute them to every alchemist.

Since the alchemy classics in ancient times were lost in all likelihood, the elixirs refined by alchemists not only had very limited potency, but also were very rare in quantity, becoming a luxury item exclusively for the rich and noble.

Many ordinary people broke their fortunes and couldn't afford a single pill.It is ironic that they have collected those alchemy materials with great pains, but they are not entitled to enjoy them.

Although Yang Xingui is from a wealthy family, she cares about the people of Glory City. She has been focusing on reducing the cost of alchemy and increasing the output of alchemy, hoping to make pills affordable for everyone instead of being monopolized by nobles.

"Did you make it? All alchemists are angels with broken wings in the previous life. Are you willing to be each other's angels with me?" Yang Xin's brows were erected, and he crumpled the letter in his hand into a ball and threw it on the table angrily. fell to the ground, then stood up and stepped on two feet.

"You're the one with broken wings, and your whole family are angels with broken wings!" Yang Xin scolded the street while crushing the paper ball with his feet, and finally kicked the paper ball on the ground away.

She slumped on the desk and complained: "What a mess of love letters, what a bunch of boring men. It's really disgusting to not focus on career and think about things all day long."

Turning his gaze to other letters on the desktop, Yang Xin continued to decipher the letters.

In fact, in the boring work, it is quite good to write a messy love letter easily.

Sure enough, women are duplicity creatures.

Soon, another article caught her attention. This article was "On the 63 Applications of Purple Haze Grass in Alchemy", written in small letters with dense hairpin flowers, and the author should be a girl.

Yang Xin frowned slightly, her delicate and fair face showed a little stunned.

"It's no wonder that some people have been buying purple mist grass in a big way in the past two days! There is no way to use Yang Xin's hand to hype up the price of purple mist grass! But... is it true?"

Yang Xin was not sure, Gu Yan, the president of the Alchemist Association, once said that "practice is the only criterion for testing the truth", and only after refining the elixir with purple haze grass can one judge whether it is true or not.

"Let's start with taking a bath first!" Yang Xin likes taking a bath very much, the kind that doesn't come out without soaking in the bald skin.

"Da Lang! Bring the director to boil hot water!" Yang Xin yelled coquettishly outside the door.

"Okay, look, Director Yang Xin!" The little assistant was very broad-minded and didn't hold grudges.

……

Host: Xian Wu
Martial Dao Realm: Bronze Peak
Demon Spirit Realm: Two Silver Stars
Power: 598 (+3/h)

Agility: 586 (+3/h)

Body protection: 585 (+3/h)

Royal God: 585 (+3/h)

Soul Power: 781 (+4/h)

Internal Strength: Peiran Jue (3 slots for external skills, 3 slots for lightness skills, 3 slots for unique skills, 3 slots for body protection, 4 slots for demon spirits)

Light work: no

Skills: none
External work: no

Skills: None

Demon Spirit: Blood Maple

……

Xian Wu leaned on the pillow against the wall and closed the data panel.The sun was shining outside the window, cloudy and sunny.

Today is the 13th day of his journey through the world of demon gods, and the time has just arrived at Sishi.

What time is it?

His purple haze grass purchase plan has been in progress for two days, and there are only tens of thousands of more than 20 demon spirit coins left. Ning'er's wife has stored hundreds of thousands of catties of purple haze grass in the space ring. But still no news at all.

"Won't it hit your hand?" Xian Wu thought pessimistically.

It doesn't make sense, if Nie Li can succeed, why can't he succeed?Besides, Nie Li was involved in this matter. The letter sent to the Alchemist Association was dictated by Nie Li and written by Ning'er.

It's not that Xian Wu didn't let Nie Li write it, it's that he is a slovenly person who writes with wild cursive that even the doctors in the county hospital can't recognize.He could only ask Ning'er to write for him, hoping to leave a good impression on the Alchemist Association.

There is still no movement now, and it is likely to be counterproductive. An alchemist with good handwriting is not a good alchemist.

The study progress of the four books in the study room of Taiwu Village has improved a lot.

《太祖长拳》和《小纵跃功》的研读进度达到了40/100；《雷火圣典》的研读进度达到了40/200；《斗战神诀》的研读进度达到了10/500。

The "Sacred Code of Thunder and Fire" was borrowed by Xian Wu from the library by Ning'er. She thought it would be the same super skill as "The God of Fighting Art", but she didn't expect it to be a piece of rubbish of the eighth rank.

Now there are red villains practicing in the quiet room, pile forest, wooden man formation and painting pavilion, and Taiwu Village presents a prosperous scene.

The novel "The Story of the Demon God" has also been updated to Chapter 27. He has not had time to read it yet because he has been anxious about Zilancao.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, the door was slammed open.

Lu Piao yelled loudly, "Good news, good news, great news!"