"According to the time for delivering pills, a pill was delivered once a month ago. That means, eleven months later, there will be disciples from the Alchemy Hall coming to Qianyuan Sect to deliver pills again."

Qilian Mingsheng said with a smile.

With the people from the Alchemy Hall providing cover, it would certainly be no problem for the disciples from the Locking Immortal Sect to sneak in and gather information.

After all, Qianyuan Sect is not as powerful as Suoxian Sect.

The alchemy of Qianyuan Sect is very common.

Basically, all elixirs are supplied by the Alchemy Hall.

It can be said that Qianyuan Sect is definitely a big customer of the Alchemy Hall.

In order to stand on the same front with the Suoxian Sect and gain the recognition of Junior Master Uncle Qin Lang, he also plans to abandon the Qianyuan Sect, a big customer.

The Alchemy Hall is spread all over the Qiankun Continent. Even without the Qianyuan Sect as a big customer, it can still develop well.

It's just a loss of a considerable income.

This little amount of spirit stones was not enough to make him feel bad.

"You mean, eleven months later?"

Qin Lang looked at Qilian Mingsheng and asked seriously.

He wondered if Qilian Mingsheng was teasing him.

Or is it that Qilian Mingsheng is mentally ill?

Eleven months later?

Don’t fucking say eleven months later, it’s too late even one month later.

"July!"

Qin Lang shouted to Demon Lord July who had been staying in the corner.

Hearing Qin Lang's call, Demon Lord July quickly stood up and rushed over.

"Master uncle."

He shouted respectfully, lowering his head, waiting for Qin Lang's instructions.

Qilian Mingsheng looked towards July Demon Lord with a slightly focused gaze and a frown on his face.

He always felt that this person, called July by Junior Master Uncle Qin Lang, seemed somewhat familiar.

And it is also called July.

He couldn't help but think of the Demon Lord July who was besieged a thousand years ago because of his bloodlust.

But the Demon Lord of July is a demon, and he should have the most evil and wicked demonic energy.

The July in front of him exudes an extremely pure aura.

This made him reject the idea that July was the Demon Lord July.

"Uncle Junior Master, could it be that he is going to infiltrate the Qianyuan Sect as a disciple? But it is still early, so we can discuss it."

He looked at Demon Lord July and felt that Qin Lang was being too hasty.

Although the cultivation level of the Demon Lord July is indeed very strong, there are still eleven months left. Why is there such a rush?

Qin Lang gave Qilian Mingsheng a blank look.

"Qiyue, tell him how long Haoyue has left."

He said helplessly.

Even so, in the eyes of these old immortals, eleven months are just a blink of an eye.

But for him, eleven months was a long time.

After all, it has been less than two months since he came out of quarantine.

What's more, Haoyue doesn't have much time left. After eleven months, the disciples of Suoxianmen who sneak in will probably only find Haoyue's corpse.

"Less than seven days."

The Demon Lord of July turned to the Saint of Qilian and said, without raising his head.

Because he knew Qilian Mingsheng, and Qilian Mingsheng also knew him.

It was only because of the aura on his body that he was able to get away with it.

The trauma he suffered in Qianyuan Sect made him realize that without Suoxianmen, he would not be able to take a single step forward in Qiankun Continent.

Perhaps only in Suoxianmen can he feel the warmth of home.

Naturally, he would not reveal his identity and bring trouble to the Suoxian Sect.

"Less than seven days?"

Qilian Mingsheng exclaimed.

He really didn't expect this.

No wonder Junior Master Qin Lang is so anxious.

He was just feeling proud that he had a way to solve the problem before him.

Now it seems that his method is only a nuisance and is completely useless.

With a look of remorse on his face, he slowly lowered his head.

Seeing this, Qin Lang knew that he might not get any results today.

"Go back and think about it carefully. Gather at the Immortal Locking Palace tomorrow morning and come up with a solution!"

With a wave of the hand, today's brainstorming session ended.

As the crowd dispersed, Qin Lang also walked towards the Sword Tempering Valley.

July followed him, ready to return to the place she had been longing for.

"Junior Master!"

When Qilian Mingsheng saw Qin Lang trying to leave, he quickly chased after him and shouted.

"Aren't you going back?"

Qin Lang frowned and looked at Qilian Mingsheng and said.

I was nagging about going back yesterday.

Now you have brought Qilian Mingsheng to Qianzhou, but you are not going to leave?

What's the reason for this?

Qilian Mingsheng had a sullen smile on his face.

"Master Junior, do you think we can cooperate?"

He rubbed his hands in anticipation.

He was really envious of the method that Qin Lang could use to let the immortal of longevity refine Danwen-level elixirs.

If the Alchemy Hall can produce Danwen-level products, then the Alchemy Hall will be at its peak.

"cooperate?"

Qin Lang was confused and didn't understand what Qilian Mingsheng meant.

"How do you want to cooperate?"

If Qilian Mingsheng meant that the Suoxian Sect and the Alchemy Hall should unite, he thought it was a good idea.

After all, the Alchemy Hall is a huge entity in the Qiankun Continent, and he knew this from his elder teachers and nephews.

Upon hearing this, Qilian Mingsheng was delighted.

"That's right, Junior Uncle-Master, can't you let the immortal of longevity refine a pill-patterned elixir?"

It was indeed under his personal guidance that Changmingxian was able to refine Danwen-level elixirs. This is not something he takes credit for, it is just the fact.

"Uncle Junior Master, can you teach us in the Alchemy Hall how to make Danwen-grade elixirs?"

Qilian Mingsheng looked at Qin Lang and asked.

"Once the Danwen-level elixir is successfully sold, 90% of the profits can be given to Suoxianmen!"

He felt a little distressed when he said this.

Ninety percent of the profit, that is to say, nine thousand of the profit from ten thousand spirit stones will be given to the Locking Immortal Sect.

If it weren't for the fact that Qin Lang's cultivation was unfathomable, he would not have given him even a cent.

But if you do this, you will definitely be considered greedy.

However, Danwen-level elixirs are unique in Qiankun Continent. Once they can be sold in large quantities, even a 10% profit will be enough for the Alchemy Hall to make a fortune!

He was sure that Qin Lang would accept 90% of the profit.

Qin Lang frowned.

He had to admit that the 90% profit mentioned by Qilian Mingsheng was indeed very tempting.

But there is no method to refine Danwen-level elixirs.

He was there, teaching personally.

"How many alchemists are there in your Alchemy Hall?"

He looked at Qilian Mingsheng and asked the key question.

If there weren't many alchemists, he could teach them in his spare time after he finished Haoyue's work.

According to his speculation, there are only a few hundred alchemists in the Guanlan City Alchemy Hall.

The headquarters of the Alchemy Hall should have about tens of thousands of people.

Teach a hundred things in one day, and you can finish it in a hundred days.

Then you can earn spirit stones while lying down.

When Qilian Mingsheng heard Qin Lang's question, he laughed even more happily.

This is Junior Master Qin Lang, who wants to know the strength of the Alchemy Hall!

Yes, Danwen-level elixirs are so powerful.

Without a certain level of strength, perhaps even Junior Master Qin Lang would not want to make friends with him.

"Uncle Junior Master, please don't underestimate our Alchemy Hall."

He patted his chest proudly and said:

"The Alchemy Hall is spread across the sixteen states of Qiankun Continent. There are Alchemy Hall disciples in every state and city. There are hundreds of millions of alchemists certified by our headquarters alone. If you add them all up, there are at least..."

Before he could finish his boastful words, he was interrupted by Qin Lang.

"Wait a moment!"

Qin Lang's face turned serious.

"How much did you just say? How much is it at your headquarters, hundreds of millions?"

Qilian Mingsheng didn't understand the problem and nodded repeatedly.

"Yes! Hundreds of millions, or even more!"

This is the pride of the Alchemy Hall and the pride of Qilian Mingsheng.

He raised his head high, as if telling Qin Lang: Teach me now! Our Alchemy Hall has the strength to do this! See?

"I'm sorry, I refuse."

Qin Lang said this and took July to the Sword Tempering Valley.

Only Qilian Mingsheng was left with a confused look on his face.

Qilian Mingsheng couldn't understand why Qin Lang would refuse such a powerful Alchemy Hall?

Could it be that there is an alchemy force in Qiankun Continent that is more powerful than the Alchemy Hall?