Chapter 42: The Old Man Who Sells Martial Arts
The master of pharmacies, which is above all pharmacists, second only to the pinnacle level of pharmacists, without the qualifications of one in a million, the tireless enthusiasm for pharmaceutics, and decades of sweaty research and refining, it is absolutely impossible to become a qualified pharmacist master. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Of course, these are all the ideas of Frando and Locke, in the memory of the teenager, the conditions for the promotion of senior pharmacists to pharmacists are as simple as easy for local tyrants, because upgrading life skills only consumes time and money, but there is no talent and chance, but the boy knows that this is the real magic world, and the difficulty of becoming a pharmacy master can be imagined without a brain.
So it's no wonder they're shocked, after all, this unstellar old man in front of him is likely to be holding a master-level potion in his hand that makes countless magic professions blush and their hearts beat.
"Old man, look at it, we have worked tirelessly to rescue you, should we show that for example, a bottle of evil abyss elixir does not need a master-level level, and we will be content with a half-finished product. ”
Knowing that the old man was likely to be the apothecary master of the Mage's gospel, Locke's attitude towards him immediately changed sharply, and he sneered with a kind and flattering smile on his face.
The old man immediately bowed his head, and said in a heroic voice: "No problem, the materials are sufficient, you just want to refine the potion that summons the demon king, and the old man can get it for you." ”
These words made Locke very happy, he dreamed of getting a bottle of evil abyss elixir to devour all the divine energy in his body, just hoping that the black witch's magic power could grow day by day, the reason why he was stuck at the fifteenth level and did not break through was that the dark witch magic in his body was suppressed by the bright bloodline of the forest elves, if he could use the evil abyss elixir to corrode the flesh and further demonize, could he become the great lich that destroyed humanity in the master's mouth?
While everyone was surprised that the old mage was not good-looking, the young man was thinking on the side, if this old man really had the level of medicine refining of the medicine master, then he must have been a highly respected figure in the human world before, and if he went back with him, he would inevitably encounter the existence of the peak of the pyramid of this continent.
At that time, it should be natural to find a master of the magic circle to break the ban of the Great Tomb, or a space mage to create a teleportation array.
"This puppet body has no magic power and power, but it is loaded with 99% of the divine consciousness of this seat, as long as the opponent is not a melee profession with pure physical output, as long as he relies on his mental power to urge magic, no one will be suppressed by this seat. ”
The young man summed up, and a slight bend appeared on his unsmiling cheeks.
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After Lin Mu officially joined the Extreme Martial Arts Gym, he received a Xuanhuang martial robe representing the identity of an instructor from Steward Yang, and followed his advice and did not perform the duties of an instructor, and the cultivation location was set in the Spirit Habitat Martial Arts Arena.
Before sharing weal and woe with the white-robed students, Lin Mu had a stronger interest in the so-called Qunjing Pavilion of the Spirit Warrior Realm Martial Arts Arena, to be honest, when Lin Yun'er gave him the meditation cheats, he did have a pride in his heart, after all, there were only angry fists on his body, and for physical cultivators, it was too cold.
Whoever cultivates to reach the spiritual realm does not hold one or two minor martial arts in his hands, and even uses fierce fighting martial arts as a killer weapon in meditation, and uses meditation techniques to speed up the growth of spiritual power, these things are not uncommon before the spiritual power can be released from the Tailing realm.
Tailing Realm used to learn the martial arts of other professions, even if the physical cultivation could only cultivate the magic techniques and could not perform the meditation martial arts, and the meditation could hit the attack of punches to the flesh but did not have one-tenth of the power of the physical cultivation, it should be satisfied.
After all, when the impact on the Tai Ling Realm is successful, the innate spirit seal is derived, and the major profession is completely fixed, this kind of mixing and matching phenomenon of rubbing edge balls can only be seen in the genius of static body double cultivation.
With the addition of the yellow robe, and the token of the word "Shi" proves that Lin Mu's way into the Qunjing Pavilion is unimpeded compared to the spiritual habitat martial arts arena that was deliberately embarrassed by the instructor.
Stepping into the Qunjing Pavilion, Lin Mu's nose was immediately filled with a strong smell of books, lingering on his sense of smell for a long time.
He swept his eyes sideways, looking at the dozens of rows of bookshelves lined with mahogany shelves, the neatly placed martial arts classics, and people were dizzying.
This is the place where the books of the Extreme Martial Arts Museum are hidden, and every book in it is a treasure that is hot in the spirit habitat and even the spirit realm, because these martial arts classics are almost the essence of the three hundred years of history in the Daoist Realm.
"This person is so good-looking, can't he be a newcomer?"
"Just kidding, can the Spirit Habitat run into the Qunjing Pavilion?
When Lin Mu walked to the bookshelf and was about to pick up the book, the two students on the opposite side, who were also dressed in yellow robes, immediately started to discuss, he ignored it, and took a book of physical cultivation experience to read by himself.
But before he could look at the words, there was a sudden hoarse voice in his ears that seemed to be selling in the vegetable market.
"Accept apprentices, accept apprentices, the eighth elder of the Hall of Fame of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall of Fame Tian Remnant Son accepts apprentices to sell martial arts, don't miss it when you pass by, you have seen it, and you want to owe it. ”
"Ladies and gentlemen, the pillars of Qinghe, are you still worried about the bottleneck of your cultivation? Are you still worried that the ranking of the Extreme Martial Arts List is not up or down, and the Hall of Fame is close but it feels unreachable? Don't panic, today you only need to spend half a month's meal money to worship under my Heavenly Remnant Son, and ensure that you reach the top of the Extreme Martial Arts List for one year, be famous in the Hall of Fame for two years, marry the daughter of the hall owner for three years, and take Miss Mo Xue to take charge of the Gym for a few years to dominate Qinghe!"
The silence in the pavilion was continuously broken by the deafening advertising slogans, and Lin Mu was still reading the classics with a blank face, but he was wondering in his heart, wouldn't it be like this at the end of the month?
From Steward Yang, Lin Mu learned that the Spirit Realm martial arts arena of the Extreme Martial Arts Gym would have elders from the Hall of Fame come here to accept disciples at the end of the month to see which new talents introduced by the Daoist Hall were worthy of being taken in, because the rise in the ranking of disciples would directly affect their fortune in the Hall of Fame.
But if today, if Lin Mu remembers correctly, it should be the beginning of the month, how could there be elders coming to collect disciples? and...... The means are practiced.
The more he thought about it, the more curious he became about the old man in his heart, and he couldn't help but glance to the side.
The two yellow-robed students in the pavilion were instantly shocked.
"He's watched, oh my God, this idiot has seen it!"
"I really believe that he is a newcomer now, if it weren't for the newborn calf who was not afraid of death, who would dare to look at the Heavenly Remnant Elder?"
Listening to the sound of their fuss, Lin Mu's mind had no room to react, and suddenly a thin palm appeared on his shoulder and patted it gently.
There was also a strange laugh behind him.
"Little offspring, I see that you have strange muscles and bones, and you have a relationship with the old man, I don't know if you intend to worship the old man to practice peerless magic skills?"