For Ling Xiaotian, this is undoubtedly the safest way, even if what the old man said is true, the wound is so far away from the ring, it can't fly up and suck blood by itself, right?

The ring slowly turned from silver-white to red, and Ling Xiaotian could clearly feel that its temperature was slowly rising!

"Stop, I won't be able to support it, you kid, what do you want to do?" The old man's hysterical voice came out.

Damn, you're not my uncle, why should I listen to you, Ling Xiaotian thinks a lot, how can there be people hidden in the ring, this ring must be a treasure, otherwise Shangguan Bing'er wouldn't be so nervous!

As for the sound inside, maybe the ring has spirituality, such as a sword, a sword and a weapon like a sword, a sword spirit will be produced in it after a long time, maybe you can use one to explain the old man in the ring!

All treasures have a process of recognizing the master, maybe when Ling Xiaotian was on earth, he read too many fantasy novels, anyway, he thought so.

Squeezing out a few more drops of blood, the ring no longer makes a sound, but only gets redder and redder.

Almost, Ling Xiaotian stopped coming first, the speed of the ring sucking blood became slower and slower, and besides, his wounds healed very quickly, and he couldn't squeeze it out.

"Buzz ......"

The ring made a sound like a bee flapping its wings, and it jumped up and fell from Ling Xiaotian's hand to the ground.

Ling Xiaotian couldn't help but take two steps back, looking at the ring on the ground without blinking his eyes.

"Buzz ......"

A louder voice, the ring flashed red, and a translucent old man came out of it, his whole body was red, even the beard and hair were no exception, to be honest, his honor was quite frightening!

"Mom, who are you?" Looking at an old man with such a strange image, Ling Xiaotian was ready to "fight" at any time - as long as things were wrong, he would immediately run away!

"Do you know what you've done?" The old man's face was full of anger, and his beard trembled as he spoke, although it was not a real beard at all.

"Mind your, of course I'm confessing the Lord, am I not doing the right thing?" Grim said confidently: "You are the sword spirit in the ring, no, maybe it would be more appropriate to describe you as the ring spirit, I warn you, I am now your master, you had better be polite to me when you speak, otherwise I will be unkind to you!" ”

"Joke, who do you think you can be my master! I'm not the Lord of the Rings you say! The old man pointed at Ling Xiaotian's nose and scolded: "How could I meet such a person as you, you don't pee to see how capable you are!" ”

The old man was really angry, and he definitely didn't pretend to be.

The old man looked at his body, and then at Ling Xiaotian, and suddenly became a bitter gourd face, and said: "How could I become like this, could it be that you are really my master, this shouldn't be, there were at least dozens of people who wanted to drip blood to recognize the lord before, because of my existence, no one succeeded, how can you ...... it?"

Ling Xiaotian spread his hands and said very recklessly: "What am I, things are already like this, it's too late to regret it, you better talk to me about it, what the hell is going on?" ”

The old man sat on the stone angrily, smiled bitterly, and said: "Maybe this is the will of heaven, forget it, what you said makes sense, your blood has been absorbed by my soul, and it has a close relationship with you, then I will tell you who I am!" ”

It turned out that the old man was a master thousands of years ago, not only a master of fighting spirit, but also a senior pharmacist, the only person who had become a tenth-level medicine emperor for tens of thousands of years.

Pharmacist is indeed the most high-profile profession in the Phantom Cloud Continent, and his status is higher than that of a fighter, but the "production rate" of one in 10,000 is even more unattainable. The "generation" rate of pharmacists is 1 in 10,000, which means that only one person in 10,000 can become a pharmacist, and one out of 100 pharmacists can be promoted to a great pharmacist, which is already very remarkable! Similarly, it is very difficult for one of a hundred great pharmacists to be able to advance to the king of medicine.

Pharmacist can refine all kinds of elixirs, can be used to heal wounds, gather qi, instantly improve strength, and even directly help fighters to upgrade, but also can refine elixirs that bring the dead back to life, in the Phantom Cloud Continent, pharmacists are undoubtedly the most popular profession.

Pharmacists are divided into ten levels, 1-3 levels are called junior pharmacists, and the title is pharmacists, who can refine some elixirs that refresh, remove fatigue, stop bleeding, and heal wounds; Level 3-6 is an intermediate pharmacist, with the title of great pharmacist, who can refine pills such as blood, blood coagulation, poison avoidance, and detoxification; Level 7-9 is a senior pharmacist, the title is the king of medicine, these thousands of years, few people can become the king of medicine, the king of medicine can refine the precious pills that instantly improve strength, flight and promotion, these pills are the most coveted things by fighters who use fighting energy, and they are also valuable pills! Level 10 is basically an existence that only exists in mythology, known as the Emperor of Medicine, and the elixir that brings the dead back to life can be refined.

Although Ling Xiaotian has not been here for a long time, he still has a certain understanding of the profession of pharmacist, and now in the entire Phantom Cloud Continent, the highest-level pharmacist is an eighth-level medicine king, this person has attracted the attention of the three major empires, even the Holy Martial Sect is respectful to him, people talk about him, no one does not open their mouths to praise!

This old man is inconspicuous and leaky, and he turned out to be a medicine emperor thousands of years ago?

"Old fellow, you didn't lie to me!" Ling Xiaotian was a little unconvinced, he had learned about the history of the mainland, and there was no record in the historical materials that there was an appearance of the Medicine Emperor thousands of years ago.

The old man glared at Ling Xiaotian and said angrily: "Look at the way I look now, is it necessary for me to lie to you, what good is it for me?" ”

Ling Xiaotian shrugged, what the old man said was right, there was really no need to deceive people with such words.

"Then how did you hide in this ring?" Ling Xiaotian said incomprehensibly: "If you are really a medicine emperor, you should be a bright star on the mainland, everyone has to give you some face, and historians will also praise your merits, why haven't I heard of you?" ”

The old man lowered his head a little decadently and said, "This is all because I was ignorant and went astray when I was young, and I joined a huge organization, and then I couldn't get out!" ”

"Won't it?" Ling Xiaotian didn't know what the old man said, and said with a smile: "I think you are very smart, but you will also go astray?" ”

Smart your grandmother's feet, didn't Lao Tzu just plant it in your hands, can it be planted in the hands of your little cub, can't it be planted in the hands of others, the old man suppressed the fire in his heart and said, "Let me ask you, what is the largest non-governmental organization in the world?" ”

"Holy Martial Sect, children know it!"

"That's right, it's the Holy Martial Sect!" The old man said with a smile.

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