"Oh? Take it seriously!"

This time, even Baitu Changyi couldn't help but stand up straight, and his eyes lit up at that time.

Baitu Tianhe nodded and said, "Dad, it's true."

Baitu took a step forward and asked: "Where is the alchemist?"

"Already moved in."

Baitu Changyi was slightly surprised and said, "Have you moved in? Why don't you notify me in advance? I'm going to go out to greet me! Isn't this rude? Isn't it a neglect of the alchemist? Hurry up, take me to see the alchemist."

Baitu Tianhe shook his head and said, "Dad, don't be so polite. You know this alchemist too. Do you still remember Zhang Yifeng who lived in my Baitu family for a while?"

"Zhang Yifeng, I have some impression. It seems that you brought Baitu's family to stay for a few days because you helped you. Could it be that he is a disciple of the eighth-level alchemist?" Baitu Changyi smiled.

Baitu Tianhe shook his head and smiled: "Dad, Zhang Yifeng is not a disciple of the eighth level alchemist, he himself is an eighth level alchemist!"

"Hmm? What did you say?"

Upon hearing this, Baitu's smile that advocated righteousness disappeared at that time.

"I said that Brother Zhang Yifeng is a level 8 alchemist. Dad, go and clean up quickly, let's sign up."

"Absurd! Are you making me happy?" Baitu Changyi suddenly shouted coldly.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong with you? I remember Zhang Yifeng was a young boy, right? At such an age, how could he be a level 8 alchemist! You were deceived."

"It's impossible, Dad, brother Zhang Yifeng can't lie to me. I asked him in person."

"You are still young and don't understand people's hearts. This way, you bring Zhang Yifeng here. I happen to have some level 8 medicinal materials. If he can refine level 8 pills, I will believe him."

"Dad, isn't this good? Isn't this obvious distrust of him? If Brother Zhang is really an eighth-level alchemist, with the arrogance of the alchemist, do you think he would do this?"

Baitu said lightly: "Tianhe, you are still too young. Not to mention our country, even the entire Manzhou, there are no eighth-level alchemists at the age of 24 or 25! Such people may only appear in the middle of the city where people are outstanding and powerful, and the vast land is vast."

"Dad, do you don't believe me?"

"Dad naturally doesn't believe it. If you want your father to trust it, just let Zhang Yifeng refine a pill in front of you. Not to mention refining a level eight pill, even if I refining a level seven pill, I believe it."

Baitu Tianhe gritted his teeth and said, "Dad, do you know that if you don't believe him, you just don't believe in his son's vision. I believe in Brother Zhang Yifeng! It is absolutely impossible for you to ask me to test Brother Zhang Yifeng. Since you don't believe me, write the letter of recommendation and stamp it. I will take Brother Zhang and go by myself!"

"Tianhe, why are you so naive? Maybe that Zhang Yifeng wanted to go to the Great Man Dynasty, but he had no money, and he specifically deceived you, the inmate, to contribute money and effort. The consumption of the dynasty is not comparable to that of my little kingdom."

"Dad, the same thing, whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway. If someone from my Baitu family attends the Intercontinental Forging Conference, it will definitely be a matter of giving Baitu parents a face. Dad, I have never asked you for anything, so I beg you to write me a letter of recommendation this time, and I will take Brother Zhang there."

The sound fell, and Baitu's Tianhe thud knelt down to Baitu's pride.

Baitu Changyi glanced at Baitu Tianhe, then sighed and said, "Forget it, since you insist, I will write you this letter. In addition, there are 100,000 moon stones here, you can just take care of the consumption on the road. In the future, don't say that my father is not optimistic about you, but favors your brother."

After the voice fell, Baitu Zhengyi wrote a letter of recommendation and stamped it with the seal of the head of the family.

"Thank you, dad. In addition, dad, I believe that brother Zhang Yifeng will not disappoint me."

Baitu Tianhe gritted his teeth and stood up.

"Go."

Baitu Zhengyi just waved his hand and said nothing more.

Baitu Tianhe bowed and said goodbye with a letter of recommendation.

Young people always think that they can bring glory to their family and always do something unrealistic.

Is the eighth-level formation master so easy to encounter?

Baitu Tianhe didn't know Baitu's idea of ​​promoting righteousness, so he bowed and said goodbye with a letter of recommendation.

People in the world do not believe in you, and relatives do not believe in you, you must believe in yourself.

Whether others believe it or not has nothing to do with you. Things have to be done and the road has to be taken.

When you walk on a broad road, the suspicion and disbelief of the people around you will only turn into praise.

Holding the letter of recommendation, Baitu Tianhe found Zhang Yifeng.

"Brother Zhang, the matter has been completed. This is a recommendation letter written by my father. Do you plan to leave now or stay here for a day?"

Zhang Yifeng said lightly: "Look at you, if you are ready, you can set off at any time."

Baitu Tianhe shook his head and said, "There is nothing to be prepared, my father and the others will not go with him."

"Um?"

Zhang Yifeng glanced at Baitu Tianhe and said lightly.

"Does your father believe that I am a powerful formation master, right?"

Baitu Tianhe nodded, then said, "Zhang Yifeng, although my father doesn't believe in you, I believe in you. I will accompany you along the way."

Zhang Yifeng patted Baitu Tianhe on the shoulder and said nothing. Some words would be boring if they said too much.

After a while, Zhang Yifeng said, "I'll inform my senior brother and the others and say we'll set off today."

"Okay, I'll go now. By the way, Zhang Yifeng, why is the Red Spirit Miss gone? I haven't seen her yet."

Baitu Tianhe suddenly asked about Hongling.

Zhang Yifeng said lightly: "She is rushing here, and she probably will wait for us at the door later."

"I see."

Baitu Tianhe nodded and then called Bai Li and the others.

"Zhang Yifeng, you are finally willing to let me come out!"

Baitu Tianhe had just left, and Hongling's excited voice came from the Demon Scroll.

This girl has always been thinking about going out to play. In fact, Baitu Tianhe didn't ask about Hong Ling, and Zhang Yifeng also planned to let Hong Ling appear. After all, this is not Xianyu's house.

While there was no one around, Zhang Yifeng released the red spirit.

"Go and wait for me at the gate, don't run around."

Zhang Yifeng spoke lightly.

"Don't worry, momo."

Hong Ling smiled and made a joking move at Zhang Yifeng.

With a queen-like face, it is a unique temptation to make such playful and cute actions.

The sound fell, and Hongling's body disappeared.

Looking at the figure of Hong Ling leaving, Zhang Yifeng said to himself: "This girl, her breath seems to be getting less and less. Does the spirit corpse need to be stocked?"

"Is the spiritual corpse of Hong Ling unique, or is it the same for all spiritual corpses?"

Zhang Yifeng actually had a question in his heart, is the spiritual corpse human? Hong Ling's body was a little colder, and it seemed to be more and more like a human.
Chapter completed!