Qian Chengyang deliberately raised his chin and glanced at Dongmen Siyi with a mysterious face, "Girl, you know nothing about alchemists."
"You're crazy," Dongmen Siyi rolled her eyes and turned away, not even bothering to talk nonsense with him for another word.
In fact, when it comes to the time it takes to become an alchemist, she, the proud daughter of Danyang Sect, is much more senior than Qian Chengyang, a guy who is halfway through the process, but his luck is better than hers.
So far, Dongmen Siyi has refused to admit that Qian Chengyang's talent in alchemy is actually far greater than her own.
"Hey, senior sister, look over there."
"Aren't they just a group of spell masters?
They are weak now."
Dongmen Siyi looked in the direction Qian Chengyang was pointing, and her identity was immediately identifiable from the uniform clothes he wore.
Compared with the alchemists who are currently in the limelight, that group seems to be much bleaker. .
Although she has never seen a living spell master, this does not prevent Dongmen Siyi from identifying their identities because the relevant ancient books contain information about this group of professionals.
As an alchemist with a bright future, she almost has the same view as her peers in her attitude towards spell masters.
Over there is neglect.
But this is not a prejudice, but a common attitude that people in the world have when facing disadvantaged professions.
"It turns out he is a spell master."
Qian Chengyang nodded thoughtfully, "I have only heard of this profession from some older people before, but I didn't expect it to be extinct now."
"People have declined a little bit, but they are not extinct yet."
Dongmen Siyi did not miss any chance to cash in on Qian Chengyang.
She had no choice but to say that this guy was born to make her unhappy.
"Okay, don't look.
We have to hurry back to Wormhole Square, just in case the maintenance there has been completed."
As she said this, she grabbed Qian Chengyang's loose sleeves and tried to pass through the group of spell masters. past.
Qian Chengyang couldn't avoid it, so he had no choice but to let Dongmen Siyi drag him away with a smile on his face.
Suddenly, the talk of the spell masters floated towards their ears.
"Haha, President Gu Qingyang suddenly notified us to go to the union.
Do you think the space wormhole leading to the ancient family of the ancient gods has been built?"
"That is necessary.
Since the union received the invitation from the Gu family a few days ago, the president has started to preside over the construction of a wormhole in the union leading to the outside of Suizhou.
If we count the time, it is almost done now."
"This kind of relationship is better than going to Wormhole Square to be crowded with people."
"I heard that there have been so many people going to Suizhou from all over the mainland in the past few days that even the wormhole traffic in our Peishi City has been paralyzed.
There is still a huge group of people stranded."
"Tsk, tsk, in comparison, it seems that our spell masters union's treatment is better."
"Well, I think I can make suggestions to the president later.
If the union wormhole is open to external payment at this time, we might be able to make a fortune."
"Don't tell me, this method sounds pretty good.
It can also supplement the union's funds."
Dongmen Siyi's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she turned around suddenly, her eyes just met Qian Chengyang's in mid-air, "Do you think it will work?"
"I think so."
The two hit it off immediately, and in a blink of an eye they had reached an astonishing agreement on this matter. xx4911131: