Indeed, the three teenagers should have had a job badge, but the job badge with a cold face was indeed detained by an elderly whitebeard.

In the hut on the top floor, the white-robed old man put down the wooden flower pot for watering the flowers, picked up the blue cotton cloth on the table, and wiped the mud stains on his hands.

"Look at what these imps have written. On top of the old man's white robe, a golden emblem was particularly eye-catching. The assessment qualifications of the elixir master below the fourth grade can be granted by each union on its own, but the fourth grade or more must be recognized by the Dan Domain, and this five-grade elixir master emblem engraved with five gold stars is the famous elixir master in the Immortal Domain - Yao Lan.

He was lying on the rocking chair a little comfortably, the three-point scroll had just been picked up by Yun Yi, and the grades were stamped with vermilion seals on them, waiting to be stored and sealed.

When he saw Lin Qin's scroll, Yao Lan's eyes suddenly felt a little strange, "Lin Qin, this name, has some impressions. With that excellent nine-spice pill, Yao Lan did not hesitate to award him the job emblem, but what was not awarded was Leng Yan, who had some problems with his character.

"To be able to refine such a perfect nine-spice pill, there is no reason why pharmacological knowledge would be so bad, it is only a C-class. He looked at it slowly, and the handwriting on it was beautiful, which made it look pleasing to the eye at a glance. After reading seven pages in a row, Yao Lan couldn't see at all that this was just a C-grade scroll, and if he was asked to evaluate it, it would definitely be first-class.

However, he knew that Yun Yi had always been a rigorous person, and there must be some major mistakes before he would give such an evaluation as C. He turned another page, the sun shining on the parchment, shining like crushed gold. The old man's eyes are also extraordinarily bright, as if he has reappeared in the twilight of spring.

"This ......"

The strips written on it made Yao Lan look so ecstatic that she even straightened up and put the scroll on her lap. In the end, it was criticized by Yun Yi as a deviant three-page paper, Yao Lan was just like a treasure, this is exactly the direction he has been groping in his twilight years, but the documents submitted to the Dan Domain several times have been refuted, and what Lin Qin wrote is completely consistent with what he studied!

It may be that the low-grade elixir is picky in the selection of the elixir part, and the final medicinal effect is not so significant, or even almost no difference, but when the elixir enters the fifth grade or even above, there is obviously some difference, which is why the entire union does not know that the medicine president will be immersed in this direction for more than ten years, because the elixir master below the fifth grade cannot feel such a difference at all.

Don't look at Yao Lan's scenery in the Middle Immortal Domain, but when he arrives in the Dan Domain, a place where elixir masters are everywhere and dragons fight, he is a soft-spoken person after all, so the documents that have been brought up for many years are like a stone sinking into the sea, and there is no news.

Truth, before it is recognized by the world, is the faith of a few, the joke of the ignorant and the ignorance in the eyes of the powerful.

The old man raised his head and looked at the sunset, his hands holding the scroll clenched even tighter. He believed that the three-page scroll written by this young man would definitely become the truth in the future!

However, these things are already the truth in the Guigu lineage, but there is no such requirement among the Dan Fang that Lin Qin has come into contact with refining.

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At sunset, the atmosphere of the chalet is somewhat peaceful.

Xiao Huanhuan was tired of playing, and slept soundly on the grass that was warmed by the sun. However, the big black dog stared at the old beggar outside. Although the old beggar didn't have any fluctuations in his Yuan power, the big black dog keenly smelled the smell of danger. Even if the old beggar leaned under the old persimmon tree, ate the ripe tomatoes, and took a nap peacefully, he didn't dare to squint. Because he always felt that the old beggar was not good.

Even if he didn't make any moves, he just ate a persimmon and took a nap.

The bowl above the old man's head, put aside at this time, was used to hold a few decent persimmons, and his soft white hair was attached to his scalp, which looked like a white melon.

Finally, he straightened up and looked towards the end of the old street.

The boy he was waiting for was back.

Lin Qin came back, and in the oil paper in his hand were the bean paste buns that Xiao Huanhuan loved to eat, and the meat buns ordered by the dead dog. Seeing the old beggar under the old persimmon tree, his footsteps stopped. It's not that the old beggar on the side of the road is so strange, or that the old man is looking at him, but the voice of the big black dog tells him that the person who comes is not good.

"I'm not hungry. ”

Lin Qin smiled and said, "I don't mean to give you food." Go in and talk about it again?" he said bluntly, and did not want to leave a thin face for the old man at all.

"Ahem. The old beggar raised his eyebrows, pretending to be kind and said, "The little girl is asleep, I won't bother." Let's talk about it here. "To be honest, that shabby house fits his dress very well.

"Dare to ask which senior of the Ji family you are?" was able to find it here, Lin Qin guessed that there was only one person from the Ji family, and only the Ji family had such means in the Middle Immortal Domain.

The old beggar patted his back, kicked up a puff of dust, and said nonchalantly: "Ji family, Jiugong." ”

"Is it okay for the junior to call you Ji Jiugong?" Lin Qin wrapped the oil paper so that the heat would not escape. Although the bun could be put in a bone ring, he didn't want to do it. He understood that Jiugong was definitely not his name, but could be a symbol of some kind of status.

The old beggar nodded. The sunset shone warmly on the old stone bricks, and the figure of the old beggar was stretched narrow, "Do you know the old man's intention?"

"It's not very clear, but it's somewhat clear. Ji Jiugong just said it directly, there is no need to go around the bend with the juniors. Lin Qin felt the temperature of the bun in his palm, thinking about the girl in the room, if she was unhappy after a boring day. He is still a child himself, but this world has forced him to grow up in advance.

The old beggar looked at Lin Qin's cheeks, feeling as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it. He nodded and said, "I appreciate your calmness, which is not something that ordinary people can disguise." I'm not verbose, it's impossible for you to marry the dancing girl, you know?"

"The younger generation knows, so I'm here to get married. ”

The old beggar nodded and said, "You have no grievances?"

"Why should I be wronged?" Lin Qin said here, and he laughed. He never felt that such a divorce would bring him any grievances, but it was the Lin family who relied on his paper marriage contract to ask for benefits as a coercion, which made him feel ashamed.

The old beggar's eyes flashed with a gleam and said, "That's good." You and the Sky Dancing Girl are not the same kind of people in the first place, and being together will make you more miserable in the future, so you made a very wise choice. ”

"The seniors praised it falsely. If it's because of this, you don't have to come in person. Two days later, the younger generation had nothing to do with the Ji family. ”

"I'm very satisfied with your performance, so how about you say a condition and I'll try to satisfy you?"

Lin Qin shook his head.

The old beggar frowned slightly, "What?

Lin Qin rubbed his shoulders and walked towards the wooden house, and said slowly, "I don't need it." This thing was originally what you and I wanted, even if it was the words of the matchmaker of your parents. He turned his head sideways, looked at Ji Jiugong, who seemed to have a kind tone, and said, "What's more, I, Lin Qin, am no longer from the Lin family." ”

"Then why are you so domineering in the Ji family's stronghold?" At the beginning in the council hall, the deacon said that Lin Qin was called a provocation, and it seemed that he was the son of the great family. Although it sounds a bit more fueling, but there is no wind and no waves, if Lin Qin is polite and respectful, then the deacon will not smear indiscriminately.

Lin Qin paused, sneered twice, and said, "Why didn't Jiugong listen to him say that I had been in the stronghold for two hours, and he was drinking tea next door to dry my situation? ”

"Others respect me for a foot, and I Lin Qin pays him back, it's that simple. ”

Ji Jiugong was stunned for a moment, looking at the back of entering the house, suddenly like a dream, and couldn't remember where he had seen it.

When Lin Qin walked into the wooden house, the big black dog came over, "What's the matter?

He glanced at Ji Jiugong, who was holding a pot of persimmons, and muttered, "It's okay, the old rich man came to pretend to be thirteen in front of the poor boy, and he took care of him." Lin Qin squatted down, just as Xiao Huanhuan had just woken up, rubbing his sleepy eyes, "Big brother, you're back!"

"Are you hungry, my brother brought you your favorite bean paste bun, try it?"

"Uh-huh. Huanhuan's eyes bent into crescent moons.