This game completely made the unknown sword idiot famous, he was the first person to make a fool of himself in public, and the rest was much more interesting. But then again, their faces appeared rare solemn, and after the slaughter of the madman's clothes, the black spots on their upper bodies were a little shocking.

There are a lot of spots, even on the back, which is unusual.

The game was over, Senior Sister Wanqing and Senior Brother Su Wei came to the sword idiot, Senior Brother Su Wei looked at the five bottles of medicinal wine on the table, swallowed his saliva unnaturally, and said with a shiny eye: "Hehe, junior brother, you have five bottles of medicinal wine, can you send some senior brother." As soon as she finished speaking, Senior Sister Wanqing pinched his waist directly with one hand.

"Shhh

Senior Brother Su Wei screamed, looked at Senior Sister Wanqing next to him dumbfounded, and pouted angrily: "I'm just joking, do you need to pinch me so painfully?"

"Humph!"

Senior Sister Wanqing asked curiously about the sword idiot: "Little junior brother, how did you do it, it's the first time that a madman has been so out of shape, what's going on with those spots?"

The sword idiot was silent for a moment, and said seriously: "The spots on Senior Brother Tu's body are caused by the fact that he has been drinking the medicinal wine he has refined all the year round, because his medicinal wine is very strong and can stimulate all his own functions, so ordinary people can't drink it, even if it is a powerful martial artist, it is impossible to drink his medicinal wine every day, otherwise he will die violently." ”

"But he is a maker of medicinal wine, and he is also a pharmacist, so he will try the medicinal wine he refines every day, and taking too strong medicinal wine for a long time has caused great damage to his body functions, and those spots are the symptoms of his body being damaged to a certain extent. ”

The two were taken aback, and Senior Sister Wanqing hesitated for a while and asked, "He should be fine." ”

Suddenly, the sword idiot laughed and waved his hand.

"It's okay, although the main purpose of my medicine is to stimulate his skin, but it also has a relieving effect, the combination of soft liquid and his strong medicinal wine, both rigid and soft, alleviates the damage of the strong liquor to his body. ”

As soon as the words changed, the sword idiot showed a smile, "But his wine is really strong." He licked his lips, the bottle of wine just now had lifted him up by one weight, and he looked at the five bottles of medicinal wine in front of him, which were enough for him to raise by two weights.

Senior Sister Wanqing and Senior Brother Su Wei both had classes, and after a few words to the sword idiot, they left.

The sword idiot went to the library in the medicine valley, and a sign was erected in front of the library, which read: Books are not allowed to be taken out, and offenders will be sent to the valley of death.

Death Valley is the only dangerous place in the Medicine Valley, and it is dedicated to punishing students who have seriously violated discipline, especially the kind of students who do not do anything evil, and the kind of students who are strictly forbidden in Medicine Valley will be exiled directly to Death Valley.

So Death Valley is a nightmare for everyone, and it's hard for anyone who gets in there to get out alive.

The sword idiot stepped into the library, there were countless books inside, the sword idiot started from the bottom, there were hundreds of alchemy techniques, each of which belonged to the top category, dazzling, the techniques were only second in the library, and the most important thing was that it collected the most comprehensive medicinal material knowledge and alchemy theory in the entire continent.

No wonder this is the most desirable place for pharmacists in the entire continent.

The pharmacists cultivated in the Medicine Valley and the pharmacists outside are completely two levels.

With his super soul power, the sword idiot began to read frantically, absorbing the knowledge in the book; he turned the book so fast that he basically couldn't forget it, and some of the students and disciples who had been staying in the book pavilion were also stunned when they saw it.

After a night, the sword idiot came out of the book pavilion tiredly, and the long reading made his soul power deplete quickly, and now his head has a feeling of dizziness.

A sturdy figure blocked in front of him, the sword idiot looked up slightly, the man with a stubble face was staring at himself with a fierce gaze, the night was dark and the wind was high, such a person suddenly appeared, the sword idiot was really startled, and his steps naturally took a step back, and the faint light shone on the man's face, and the sword idiot barely saw his true face.

"Slaughter the madman...... Oh no, Senior Brother Tu. ”

The sword idiot just wanted to call the madman Tu, but when he thought that it was a madman, he immediately changed his tune.

"I've been waiting for you for four hours. ”

The madman said coldly.

The sword idiot was dazed, and looked at him suspiciously: "Senior brother is looking for me, why don't you go in?"

"It's too big to find, and I have a very important thing to do with you. ”

"Morning?" the sword idiot asked.

The madman nodded and said sincerely, "I want you to help me." The sword idiot was very puzzled, and asked puzzledly: "I don't understand, senior brother, you have reached the level of a third-grade pharmacist, can't you know the injuries on your body?"

Madman Tu shook his head and said calmly: "Several teachers in Medicine Valley have seen it, and they all said that this is my own problem, there is no way to solve it, everything has to depend on me. Although the tone was very calm, the sword idiot could still hear the helplessness.

The sword idiot didn't rush to agree to this favor, Senior Brother Tu was able to find his help because his own medicine had a role in the game, but he knew that this kind of medicine could not completely cure Brother Tu's symptoms, it could only be a temporary relief, and it was very troublesome to completely cure it.

He can't do it now.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Tu is not that I won't help you, it's that my current strength can't help you, you must know that I'm just an eighth-grade pharmacist now, and refining a second-order medicinal liquid is already the limit, let alone a higher-level medicinal liquid. The sword idiot spread his hands and said helplessly.

"I think you've been refining that potion. Who knew that Senior Brother Tu shook his head, stared at him and said seriously: "In exchange, I can give you the medicinal wine I refined." ”

Seeing the sword idiot's face showing a strange face, the madman looked at him puzzled.

"How?"

"You've been drinking the medicinal wine for so many years, and you have become like you, a small body like me can't afford your medicinal wine!" said the sword idiot bitterly, drinking the medicinal wine of the madman, that is a long life.

"Hahahaha, I'm sure you'll have a way to solve this problem, but will you help me. The madman was waiting for an answer, and the sword idiot didn't dare to give it at will, so he could only say, "Is it okay to give you an answer tomorrow?"

The madman Tu responded without saying a word.

"I'll look for you tomorrow. With that, he left.

The breeze blew, and the sword idiot returned to his room, seriously thinking about the problem of slaughtering the madman. He asked, "What's wrong with Senior Brother Tu?"

There was silence, and there was an awkward atmosphere in the air.

After a long time, a sentence came out of his mind.

"His own problems. ”

Just like what the madman Tu said, several teachers in Yaogu also said that he had his own problems, and the words of the evil heaven also have a certain desirability, since the symptoms of the madman Tu were caused by himself, then the evil heaven must have a way to cure it, so the sword idiot continued to ask.

"Do you know how to cure him?"

"Are you begging me?" Evil Heaven did not answer his question, but mocked him.

The sword idiot doesn't talk anymore, hell, please, ghost.

"Hehe......"

Now that he knows that it is his own reason, the sword idiot also has a medical direction, although it cannot cure his condition completely, but it can be alleviated from other places.

Soon the night passed.

The sword idiot got up early the next day and came to the classroom, as Mr. Mo said, the stupid bird flies first, and the more things you learn will come to learn early.

Originally, he thought that the sword idiot was the first to arrive, but when he looked inside, Mr. Mo was already standing there waiting for him, and after a few weeks, the relationship between the sword idiot and Mr. Mo was very good, and he smiled and said hello to Mr. Mo.

"Sir, why do you arrive so early? ”

"Teachers always have to prepare lessons. Mr. Mo smiled kindly.

Today is a small test, which assesses the theoretical questions of pharmacists, and as for the questions, Mr. Mo has already prepared them.

Mr. Mo handed over a few pieces of paper with hundreds of questions written on them to the sword idiot, and the sword idiot took the paper, quickly glanced at the questions on it, and then looked up at Mr. Mo and said seriously: "Sir, are these really made for the eight-grade pharmacist?"

There are many questions on it that are beyond the scope of the Eight Pharmacists.

Mr. Mo shook his head and said gently, "This is a pharmacist's theoretical question. He bit the word pharmacist very hard, as the name suggests, this is the question of the pharmacist, not the question of the eight-grade pharmacist.

The sword idiot smiled bitterly.

Then he lowered his head and began to work.

The pharmacist's questions cover too wide of content, and it is very difficult for ordinary people to do it, and they can't even do it, and if they don't have a certain understanding, these questions can't be filled in at all.

Mr. Mo knows the theoretical knowledge of the sword idiot very well, so he will give him the pharmacist's questions to do.

After staying with the sword idiot for so long, Mr. Mo still couldn't figure out where he had come, in practice, he had indeed reached the eighth-grade intermediate pharmacist, but in theory, he was more than the eighth-grade pharmacist.

The sun gradually rises, and the fierce sunlight shines through the windows.

The sword idiot stopped his pen, stretched his waist, and said with a smile: "Sir, it's done." ”

Mr. Mo looked at the hourglass on the podium, the sand had just finished leaking, and just five hours had passed, Mr. Mo put away the sword idiot's test paper and carefully checked it.

The sword idiot breathed a sigh of relief, many of these questions are beyond the scope of the eight-grade pharmacist, and some even reach the scope of the third-grade senior pharmacist, if it weren't for the fact that the sword idiot has read a lot of books, at least half of these questions will take him a lot of time to make, and there are more than a dozen questions that he can't do.

This already involves deeper knowledge, and the sword idiot doesn't know it.

If you read all the theory books of the Library, you should know them all.

Mr. Mo quickly finished reading it, exhaled, and said to the sword idiot: "Your theoretical knowledge is beyond my expectations, and you have passed this test." Soon he changed his words and said seriously: "Although you have a solid theoretical foundation, you are still an eight-grade pharmacist in practice, so this is not something to be proud of. ”

The sword idiot hurriedly said yes.

"Alright, this class is over. ”

Hearing this, Jian Dementia looked at Mr. Mo in a daze, and the latter chuckled: "After the task is completed, do you still want to continue if you don't get out of class?"

The sword idiot immediately yawned and said with a smile, "Goodbye Mr. Mo!" He ran out excitedly.

When he walked to the door, he saw Senior Brother Tu Madman waiting for him at the door, and the sword idiot looked at him dumbfounded, and said deliciously: "You shouldn't wait for me to get out of class early in the morning." ”

Senior Brother Tu shook his head: "Just arrived." ”

At this time, Mr. Mo had already walked out, and Senior Brother Tu of the madman saluted: "Hello Mr. Mo." ”

Mr. Mo nodded slightly, "Trust him, he will help you solve it." Mr. Mo's words surprised the sword idiot, and he couldn't help asking, "Why is Mr. Mo so sure?"

"Because you...... It can be done. Mr. Mo left on foot.

All that was left was the madman staring at him like a wild beast. The sword idiot trembled, and his eyes were too fierce.

"I promise you, but there's one thing I want to know. ”

The madman was overjoyed and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"

"When did your injuries form?"

Hearing this, Tu Lie's face changed.