Luo Xia was anxious.

Why does this guy not take care of his body so much?

She wanted to ask something, but seeing that several imperial doctors were busy, she was too embarrassed to ask.

Lord Situ was so anxious that he frowned, "Yi'er really doesn't care about his body so much, he needs at least eight pins of pills for this injury, it's a pity......"

Several of their imperial doctors are all seventh-grade alchemists, and if they want to refine an eight-grade pill, how can it be possible.

"Master Zhong Yu has left a lot of pills for His Highness before, doesn't he have them?" Luo Xia was in a hurry.

Sang Meili shook his head, "His Highness thinks he doesn't need to take pills, so he ...... those pills."

At this point, he stopped talking.

Could it be that he brought all those pills to her last time?

Luo Xia was anxious and angry, what kind of person is this, why don't you take care of yourself so much.

"In the house, there is no more elixir from Master Zhong Yu, and Master Zhong Yu's whereabouts are erratic, and we don't know where to find him." Sang Meili sighed.

Luo Xia was almost angry.

If it weren't for so many people present, she would definitely beat Situ Tengyi up and beat him up!

What kind of person is he who doesn't care for himself like this, is he trying to make him faint and make her feel guilty and sad?

"Lord Situ, with your cultivation, if you have a promotion spirit grass, can you refine the eight-rank pill?" Luo Xia thought that there were eight-rank promotion spirit grass in her space.

At the moment, her cultivation as an alchemist is too shallow, so she can only pin her hopes on Lord Situ.

Several alchemists nodded excitedly when they heard her say this.

A few of them have been stuck on the seventh-grade alchemist for a long time, if there is a promotion spirit grass, then they will definitely be able to refine the eighth-grade pill!

"Luo Luo, if there is an eight-rank promotion spirit grass, the old man can refine the eight-grade elixir, but unfortunately this promotion spirit grass is hard to find, even if it is encountered, it is impossible to pick it back, it is said that it has a special place to grow, and once it leaves there, it will wither."

"That's fine, Lord Situ, you wait for me for a while."

After saying that, Luo Xia ran out of the carriage.

She didn't want to expose the identity of the Fortune Space Spirit Pet, plus there were so many people present, so as not to cause trouble for herself in the future.

Luo Xia found a corner and asked Zhaocai to take out the eight-rank promotion spirit grass.

Even though he was reluctant to attract wealth, for the sake of King Jin's health, he had to reluctantly cut his love!

"Master, you tell them that they just need a few leaves, in fact, a few leaves can also be used to refine pills, so we can keep the roots of the spirit grass."

"But depending on their level, it is estimated that they will fail to refine, and they will have to refine several times."

Together, you have a better chance of success, right?

"Master, in this way, it will be very difficult for you to advance to the rank of Eighth-Rank Alchemist in the future."

It's hard to level up with real power.

"It's important to save people, beckon money, take it out."

Although the fortune is reluctant, but the owner has a life, it has to come from, besides, it likes to be shadowless!

Zhaocai was ruthless and pulled out the spirit grass from the hot spring, "Master, tell them to save some use, if they can keep its roots, keep it." ”

As soon as Luo Xia got the spirit grass, she ran into the carriage.

"Lord Situ, look, is this an eight-rank promotion spirit grass?" Luo Xia handed over the fresh spirit grass to Lord Situ with roots and soil.

Seeing this, Lord Situ was shocked beyond words.

"This ...... It's ......"

"It's an eight-rank promotion spirit grass."