Alchemist Wang Lan

Although Li Yuanqing had secretly looked at the old man who had bought his herbs through the cracks just now, the feeling was still very different when he saw him in person.

This old man was not tall, but he gave off a dignified aura, making people feel inexplicably oppressed.

Although this guy did not look proper, his cultivation realm was really that of a mid-stage Supremacy.

Li Yuanqing was not sure what grade it was, but this fellow's strength was definitely the most profound he had seen so far.

The old man also sized Li Yuanqing up, as if he had already decided that Li Yuanqing was the seller.

"Your cultivation level is not bad. You're at the peak of the Formation Arrangement Realm at such a young age. Your future is limitless. I wonder which sect you came from."

The old man swung the big oily gourd and arrived in front of Li Yuanqing.