And as the premier alchemist of Dashun and the vice chairman of the Alchemy Association, Lin Ting's brilliance is dazzling, and even the current emperor of Dashun will be overshadowed by it.

But for Lin Tingzhi, what is more well-known to the world is his mysterious medical skills and his philanthropic and compassionate mind.

Even though he doesn't care much about the anecdotes of the rivers and lakes, Zhou Zhenghong has also heard of Lin Tingzhi's name countless times, and knows that before he disappeared, he had traveled the world and had countless people, and even two of the world's top ten masters had his help to reach the pinnacle of martial arts.

Because of this, although Lin Tingzhi's alchemy cannot be called the first in the world, and even among the top ten alchemists, he is only ranked last, but everyone in the world gives him the title of "Dan King", of course, in order to distinguish it from the veritable Dan King, Lin Tingzhi is known as the "Holy Hand Dan King".

Zhou Zhenghong knew that this old man must have an extraordinary background, but he never imagined that this old man would be so extraordinary!

For Zhou Zhenghong, his father Tian Ruhai can be regarded as an extraordinary big man, but compared to this Lin Tingzhi, his father is far worse than one chip and two inches in terms of fame and identity.

His father's name was given by the man named "Heaven Like Mist".

"The sky is like fog...... It's like fog! Zhou Zhenghong's father exclaimed at his little scabbard.

Foggy?

And now, such a cow man actually appeared on his little sword and vowed to help himself, Zhou Zhenghong was really overjoyed.

No wonder the old man was so confident in treating his injuries just now.

That year, a Martial Emperor-level master named Lu Kunpeng was besieged by many enemies and his meridians were broken, and his body was almost intact, and he was only left to hang up in one breath, and forcibly climbed into the door of Lin Ting's house, and he completely fainted.

Such a person who rarely survived, and even if he survived, he would inevitably become a wasted and dying martial emperor, and in that era, even the rivers and lakes had been removed.

But half a year later, this Lu Kunpeng miraculously came out of the mountain again, and what is even more amazing is that he was not only injured to the fullest, but even his skills have also improved greatly, and he has become an unbelievable martial saint, walked to the peak of martial arts, and ranked among the top ten masters in the world.

To be able to create such a miracle, Lin Tingzhi certainly did not have a problem healing his minor injuries.

At this moment, Zhou Zhenghong no longer had a trace of doubt about everything the elders said.

Zhou Zhenghong was emotional, and when he was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard Ling'er shouting: "Big young master, big young master!" ”

He turned his head to look and saw that Ling'er was staring at him with a worried face, shaking her eyes with her little hand.

Finding Zhou Zhenghong's response, Ling'er patted her chest and said, "Young Master, you're finally fine, you scared Ling'er just now." “

Zhou Zhenghong couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"What's wrong? I still don't believe what you say?! Ling'er took Zhou Zhenghong's hand and asked in a low voice.

Zhou Zhenghong ignored her and continued to walk towards the school.

"Who are you?" Ling'er asked curiously.

Zhou Zhenghong replied, "Teacher." ”

He had just used his divine sense to communicate with Lin Tingzhi for a long time, but in Ling'er's eyes, he was afraid that he was always confused.

And it was only after he heard that Shi Yifei would make trouble for himself that he communicated with the elders, and Ling'er thought that he was dumbfounded by this news.

casually comforted Ling'er, and Zhou Zhenghong instructed Ling'er to bring a pen and paper, and asked Ling'er to record the names of a bunch of medicinal materials and their respective amounts.

At first, Ling'er still didn't feel it, but the more she wrote, the more strange it became, because there were still a considerable number of medicinal materials that Zhou Zhenghong wanted to record by himself, which were precisely in the prescription issued by Imperial Doctor Luo.

Ling'er remembered it for a while, and then felt that something was wrong: Wasn't that prescribed by Imperial Doctor Luo? Could it be that he also prescribes this medicine? Didn't he have any of these medicines in his prescription? Ling'er remembered for a while.

Still something is wrong! How so?

She did the same when she grabbed the medicine according to the prescription.

However, now this prescription is very different from that of Nara Taiyi in some ways.

After a lot of effort, Ling'er couldn't help asking, "Young Master, is this the prescription you prepared for yourself?" The eldest young master has to be cured even now! ”

Zhou Zhenghong grinned: "You take the medicine according to the prescription, right, for so many years, has Ling'er also doubted what the eldest young master of your family is capable of?" ”

"Definitely not, what is the best thing for the eldest young master! Eldest young master, you have a rest, Ling'er is back from grabbing medicine! With that, she picked up a small pill box and handed it to me.

I took it and looked at it, and there was a prescription inside, which said: one or two white grass roots, one or two wild chrysanthemums, and five points of licorice.

I showed it to Ling'er.

"Oh? Why so many? Ling'er asked.

"Nope!"

After saying that, Ling'er grimaced and took the prescription out.

Ling'er's words were very sincere. She is a very talented girl, and she has loved reading since she was a child.

When she was in elementary school, she began to read the Analects, and after graduating from junior high school, she went to study English for a while, and took some English exams, and later was admitted to university, when she was still a girl, and her grades were also good, very good

Over the years, the young master has indeed made her have countless accidents, no matter what field or what kind of knowledge, the young master seems to be alive and dead.

At this moment, even if Zhou Zhenghong suddenly said that he would treat him, Ling'er did not feel strange.

Ling'er left, and Zhou Zhenghong, who was sick in bed and had nothing to do, naturally continued to talk to the Holy Hand Dan King.

For Zhou Zhenghong, the mystery that the old man wanted to know the most. Born in an aristocratic family at the end of the Qing Dynasty, Lin Tingzhi had a strong curiosity since he was a child, hoping to find the secrets hidden in that mysterious world through his own efforts.

Lin Tingzhi wants to solve this mystery, just to know what others think in their hearts?

And for Lin Tingzhi, he had been in seclusion with the Holy Sword for so long, and he was even more eager to know what was going on in the outside world.

After chatting, Zhou Zhenghong was very surprised, it turned out that this Holy Hand Dan King and his father Tian Ruhai were also related to each other seven years ago, and his father even helped him a little bit.

But at that time, Lin Tingzhi had just obtained the Holy Sword of Compassion and was in a hurry to retreat and study, so he did not repay the favor in time.

Shortly thereafter, Lin Tingzhi committed suicide with the holy sword, and naturally he and Tian Ruhai never met again, but he didn't expect to meet his child on the holy sword today.

Moreover, Zhou Zhenghong now finally understands that the Holy Hand Dan King sacrificed his life to enter the Holy Sword because he has a nephew named Lin Mo.

Lin Mo has a younger brother named Lin Tingchang, and the two are very speculative when they are together.

However, by chance, they had an argument over a trivial matter.

Since then, they have gone their separate ways.

Lin Tingzhi's nephew is the only grandson of his teacher, but unfortunately he suffered from a strange disease, that is, using Lin Tingzhi's medical skills will only make Lin Tingzhi enter a state of suspended animation and temporarily contain the disease.