Su Luo touched the pill in her abdomen, which had already lost its medicinal effect, her eyes sparkling. "What kind of pill is this? Isn't the healing speed too good?"
Master Rong Yun looked at the clear large footprints on Su Luo's dress, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "Imperial-level healing medicine."
"Imperial-level holy medicine for healing?" The muscles at the corners of Su Luo's mouth twitched.
"Is there a problem?" Master Rong Yun asked calmly, his expression normal.
"How is it possible that there are no problems?" Su Luo gritted her teeth excitedly, "Master, the Emperor level is above the Grandmaster level, right?"
"Yeah." Master Rong Yun didn't care and nodded lightly.
"Did Master make this imperial-grade healing elixir?" Su Luo asked immediately.
"Any questions?" Master Rong Yun raised the corners of his lips faintly.
"Master! In other words, you are now an imperial-level alchemist?" Su Luo almost choked on her own saliva.
Old Master Luo was still stuck at the Master level, and the Master was the only one who had reached the Grandmaster level. But Master was already an Imperial-level Alchemist. How could this little disciple not be excited? How could she not be proud?
"Old man Luo will be promoted soon." Master Rong Yun said slowly with his eyes half-closed.
"It's a pity that no matter how much he advances, he can't catch up to Master's speed." Su Luo's eyes narrowed with joy, like a rat stealing fish. "By the way, didn't Master just advance to Grandmaster level a few years ago? How could he be promoted to Emperor level so quickly?"
Is it so easy to be promoted to the Imperial Alchemist level?
Master Rong Yun shook his head and said, "I have been promoted to the Grandmaster level for many years, but I just didn't say it."
Okay. Su Luo nodded to show that she understood. Master has always been low-key and indifferent, not competing with the world. It is true that the world does not know about it.
"This promotion to the emperor level is all thanks to you." Master Rong Yun looked at Su Luo with a smile.
"Me?" Su Luo stretched out her finger and pointed at her nose.
"You were seriously injured and died at that time." Master Rong Yun only said these few words, but Su Luo understood everything he didn't say.
The master was worried about his injury, and on the one hand asked him to break through the Ninth Floor Palace, while on the other hand he himself stepped up his efforts to advance, taking two different paths, but who knew that both paths would be open.
Her injuries were healed in the Nine-Layered Palace, and Master Rong Yun was promoted to the Emperor level.
"Master..." Su Luo took Master Rong Yun's arm and rubbed it, feeling warm in her heart.
"Silly girl." Master Rong Yun patted Su Luo's head, "Are your injuries healed?"
"Yes, everything is fine, thanks to Master's imperial-grade elixir." Su Luo smiled as brightly as a flower.
Master Rong Yun pinched Su Luo's arms and legs, showing a look of disgust as he did so.
Su Luo stuck out her tongue weakly.
"Master, I'm really better now..." Shouldn't he have taken her pulse? Why was the master pinching her little hand?
Unexpectedly, Master Rong Yun's cold eyes flew towards Su Luo like knives: "I asked you to fight just now, do you understand?"
"Hmm?" The nonsensical question made Su Luo stunned.
"Think about it carefully." Master Rong Yun patted her head.
Under Master Rong Yun's cold gaze, Su Luo quickly thought about the key to this matter in her mind.
Before the fight, the master said that she had misaligned her chain...
Now she is pinching her bones and muscles, which shows that this is related.
Suddenly, Su Luo's eyes flashed with inspiration: "Could it be that my foundation...is not well laid?"
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