When refining medicine, the alchemist still has a pill formation rate, and if the level is poor, a medicinal herb may not be able to refine a pill.

One medicinal herb can refine three to four pills, which is already a good pill rate.

In this way, where can the price of the pill be low?

What's more, the pill has always been priceless in the market, and the supply exceeds demand!

In a small place like Ning'an City, it is not easy to buy a pill, so you can only count on the auction.

Jun Wuji didn't know much about these common senses at this time, but he was also faintly aware of the unusualness of the elixir.

Her eyes flashed slightly, and she decided to ask Xie Liujing after leaving.

This bastard is a second-generation cultivator, and he must know a lot!

The middle-aged doctor was stunned, and subconsciously asked, "Don't you want it?"

He also thought that Jun Wuji was going to buy this Rejuvenation Pill!

If he had known that she would only see it and not buy it, he wouldn't have shown it to her!

Hmph, it's really a little doll who doesn't understand anything, I'm afraid I don't even know how precious the Rejuvenation Pill is!

Jun Wuji sensed his dissatisfaction and deliberately asked, "Do you want to give it to me?"

"How is that possible!" The middle-aged healer's face stiffened, and he said dissatisfiedly, "Do you know how precious this rejuvenation pill is? ”

Jun Wuji glanced at him, save people?

Didn't she see what he had just done?

Saying that using spiritual power to heal the seriously injured young man could keep him safe for an hour.

In fact, this person was reluctant to waste his spiritual power at all, and only used a small amount of spiritual power to temporarily stop the bleeding for him and stimulate his heart.

The young man's face seemed to be improving, but in fact, his injuries were not improving, but were depleting his body's functions.

Even if the girl could really raise money within an hour and buy the Rejuvenation Pill for him to eat, his body would be left with a dark wound.

And the longer it dragged on, the worse his body would deteriorate.

It is said that there is an hour of time, but in fact, an hour is just to keep him from dying.

If the girl came back at the end of an hour, even if he bought the Rejuvenation Pill to revive him, his body would be useless.

As soon as Jun Wuji thought of this, he suddenly heard the girl's terrible exclamation: "Brother, what's wrong with you? Why are you bleeding again? Master Healer, Master Healer, save my brother! He is bleeding again!"

The middle-aged healer's face tightened, and his tone was cold and hard: "This healer had already used his spiritual power to stop the bleeding for him, but he struggled too violently just now, and the wound bleed again.

If you can still get the money, the healer can stop the bleeding again, and if not, you can go now. ”

He was in a very unhappy mood, so he said very unkindly.

What's more, the brother and sister hadn't been able to go out to raise money for so long just now, and he had lost hope for the two.

This kind of poor ghost can't afford to buy a rejuvenation pill at all, so why waste time on them?

"How can this be?" the girl muttered, suddenly knelt down in front of the middle-aged doctor, and kept kowtowing to him, "Master Doctor, please save my brother, I will go to raise money, and I will definitely make up the consultation fee!

The middle-aged doctor sneered: "How are you going to raise money? 10,000 taels of gold is not a small amount, why should I believe that you can raise so much money?"