In the living room, Lin Song and Wen Hao sat across the table, laughing and talking, looking quite pleasant. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 While the two were talking, Lin Song's eyes also looked out of the door from time to time, expecting Ye Qian'er to bring the herbs as soon as possible.

For this, Wen Hao also smiled slightly, he had personally inspected the thorn grass in the old man's hand, and the condition was not bad, so Wen Hao was not worried, the thorn grass that he would pick up later would not meet Lin Song's requirements.

While the two were talking and laughing, Ye Qian'er, who had just been out for a short time, finally returned to the living room again under Lin Song's long-awaited gaze, but there was an antique wooden box in his hand.

Standing up excitedly, Lin Song didn't blink his eyes, staring closely at the wooden box in Ye Qian'er's hand.

And seeing this, Ye Qian'er also chuckled and said, "Little brother Lin Xian, the medicinal materials are in this wooden box, you can check it." ”

The jade hand stretched out, and Ye Qian'er handed the wooden box to Lin Song. And Lin Song was not polite, he took the wooden box and opened it directly. In the wooden box, a purple-red herb was lying quietly in the box, with a slightly pungent smell constantly emanating from the body.

He took the herb in his hand and looked at it, and when Cheng Xian confirmed that the herb was indeed Jing Xin Cao, Lin Song put it back in the wooden box.

"How about it, little brother Lin Xian, are you still satisfied with this herb?" Seeing that Lin Song put the medicinal herbs back into the wooden box, Wen Hao smiled slightly and said.

"Well, the herbs are well preserved, and the color is also very good, I am very satisfied." Nodding slightly, Lin Song smiled.

"Hehe, that's good. Hearing Lin Song's confirmation, Wen Hao also smiled.

"Now that the medicinal materials have been confirmed, I won't bother anymore, I will bring those two Pressing Yuan Pills tomorrow!" hugged Wen Hao and Ye Qian'er on the side, and Lin Song wanted to leave.

Seeing that Lin Song was leaving, Wen Hao didn't stop him, only to see him clapping his hands, and then, a maid pushed the door and entered. The maid held a slightly larger tray in her hand, and on top of the tray, there were medicinal herbs all over it.

"Brother Lin Xian, this is the medicinal material needed to concoct two Pressing Yuan Pills, and I hope you will accept it!" Taking the tray from the maid's hand, Wen Hao turned around and handed it to Lin Song.

Seeing this, Lin Song's eyes looked over the tray, but he saw that the number of medicinal materials on it was enough to concoct three Pressing Yuan Pills. It seems that even though Wen Hao believed that he could concoct the Yuan Dan, he still thought that he would have a large failure rate, so he prepared an extra one for himself.

Thanking Wen Hao, after putting all the medicinal materials into the noodle bag in place, Lin Song turned around and walked towards the door.

In the living room, looking at Lin Song, who was gradually walking away, Wen Hao suddenly sat on the chair, this young man gave him too much shock.

"Brother Wen Hao, is this young man really a junior top-grade pharmacist?" After Lin Songxing came out of the pawn shop, Ye Qian'er couldn't help but stroke his plump chest, a little incredibly authentic.

"I don't know, but looking at his nonchalant appearance, even if he isn't, then there must be a teacher behind him who has reached the elementary level. His eyes were fixed on the corner where Lin Song disappeared, and Wen Hao said slowly: "Whether he is or not, try to have a good relationship with him, we can't afford to offend a person of unknown origin now!"

Rubbing Ye Qian'er's head, Wen Hao grabbed Ye Qian'er's delicate jade hand tightly, and said softly: "Qian'er, four years later, it will be time for the headquarters to select the "Most Popular Pawnshop", if we can be ranked in the top ten at that time, I will be able to obtain the qualification for re-election, and I will meet your father's requirements for me." Then I will go to your house and ask your father about our marriage. ”

Listening to Wen Hao's affectionate words, an intoxicating blush suddenly appeared on Ye Qian'er's cheeks on the side, and then nodded obediently....

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In front of the clear pool, a jade medicinal mortar was placed on the ground, and before the medicinal mortar, Cheng Xianzheng sat with his eyes closed with a calm face, and on his right hand, the medicinal herbs were neatly stacked in a row.

After a while, Cheng Xian slowly opened his eyes, waved his hand at Lin Song, who was staring at him a little bored, and stood up from the ground.

"You go and strengthen the strengthening training of the Wind Step and the Split Mountain Leg, and before the sunset, the old man will definitely concoct the Pressure Yuan Pill for you. ”

Hearing Cheng Xian's words that seemed to drive him away, Lin Song couldn't help but be happy, every time the teacher refines medicine, it is when he is the most bored, and the cumbersome procedures, just looking at it, are quite a headache. Compared with this, Lin Song prefers to practice Yuanji, watching the big trees with the thickness of the bowl mouth breaking under his own leg, Lin Song still has a sense of achievement.

Looking at Lin Song's overjoyed appearance, Cheng Xian couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Get out, unproductive goods!"

Hearing this, Lin Song raised his eyebrows, and said quite recklessly: "I think, you are envious, jealous and hateful." I have a teacher who is proficient in concocting, do you have one?"

"Don't play tricks with the old man, go and strengthen the cultivation of the split mountain leg and the wind step. Being annoyed by Lin Song's nonsensical reason, Cheng Xian's beard trembled, and then laughed and scolded.

"Hey, hey. With a shameless smile, Lin Song's feet flashed with silver light, and he stepped directly on the water, and then stepped on the water and rushed towards the distance, although there were occasionally some large ripples along the way, but compared to before, it was much better.

Quietly watching Lin Song's familiar stride, Cheng Xian's eyes also flashed with praise. It has only been four months since he first came into contact with the Wind Walk, but in the past four months, Lin Song's progress has been very huge. Although he had his own careful guidance during this period, the little guy was able to practice the Wind Rush to the point of almost a small success within four months, which was naturally inseparable from his cultivation talent and diligence.

Talent, diligence, and chance, these three are all inevitable conditions for the road to the strong, and they are all indispensable.

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Nodding with satisfaction, Cheng Xian stroked the beard on his chin, then withdrew his gaze from the young man, and then took out the medicinal materials needed to concoct a Pressing Yuan Pill, and began to adjust the medicine.

Before Qingtan, there were two figures, one old and one young, each busy with their own things. And under such concentration, the afternoon time is like sand between the fingers, quietly gliding by.

Shaking off his legs, which were slightly sore from an afternoon of exercise, Lin Song walked quickly in front of Cheng Xian. And the latter, after an afternoon of hard preparation, is still in good spirits. This point made Lin Song envious.

"Teacher, have you made those two Pressure Yuan Dan?" the two little hands rubbed together excitedly, and Lin Song asked with a grin.

"Hmm. Nodding slightly, Cheng Xian shook his left hand, and three jade bottles appeared in his palm.

"These three Pressing Yuan Pills, tomorrow you will give two to the Carell Pawnshop, and the rest will be kept by yourself, and when you break through to Puyuan in the future, you will also save the old man from concocting again. ”

Nodding happily, Lin Song took the jade bottle, opened one of them at random, narrowed his left eye into a small slit, and looked into the jade bottle. I saw a pale yellow pill with a round body, lying quietly in the jade bottle. The strange light fragrance slowly penetrated out from the inside of the pill, making Lin Song unconsciously take a few deep breaths.

After being so intoxicated for a while, Lin Song slowly put the jade bottle into the face bag under Cheng Xian's helpless eyes.

After seeing that it was still a little early, Lin Song continued to familiarize himself with the wind step and the split mountain leg before Qingtan, and then slowly walked towards the clan. As long as he can get the medicinal materials for concocting the throat protection pill tomorrow, and then Cheng Xian can concoct the throat protection pill, he will be able to start the cultivation of the lock step. If he can lock this sharp step to the meeting, his combat power will probably soar, and at that time, in the friendly match, even if he is only half a yuan strength, but relying on the many high-volume yuan books he has learned, Lin Song is also sure that he will make up for the difference caused by his own level.

As soon as he thought of this, Lin Song's heart became excited, and he was confident that he would become the blackest and blackest dark horse in this friendly match in the clan.

has been discriminated against and disdained by others for a long time, and once he has the opportunity, he will definitely turn over and make those who have laughed at him close their mouths tightly. This is human nature.

And Lin Song is no exception. This time, he wants to use practical actions to tell everyone that he, Lin Song, is no longer the waste wood that can be bullied.