Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Hierarchy of Physicians

Ge Qiusha looked at Yi Feng, who was constantly buying medicinal herbs along the way, and the trace of doubt in his heart gradually disappeared, this kid may be a good doctor. At least he has a good eye for herbs, and they are the best herbs of their kind.

"Have you chosen the herbs?" Ge Qiusha asked out loud when he saw that Yi Feng was no longer nostalgic for those herb shops.

Yi Feng smiled and said, "Although I can't find any good herbs here, fortunately, I can barely configure a third-order medicinal solution. ”

Yi Feng had a smile on his face, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: a small place is a small place after all, and those rare medicinal herbs can't be found at all. Originally, I wanted to refine some potions for myself to need on the way, but now I had to give up this idea.

Ge Qiusha heard Yi Feng say this, but he glanced at Yi Feng very strangely: Listening to this young man's tone, he seemed to be very dissatisfied with these herbs. Could it be that he could still refine higher-grade herbs?!

Thinking of this, Ge Qiusha couldn't help but shake his head, at such a young age, could his medical skills still be able to configure a medicine that surpassed the third order?!

"Uncle Ge. I don't know where to sell the medicine ding?" Yi Feng suddenly remembered something, turned his head to Ge Qiusha and asked.

"You're a doctor, how come you don't even ask for a medicine pod?"

As a must-have for physicians, Yaoding is indispensable.

Yi Feng smiled wryly: "This, I accidentally dropped it." Of course Yi Feng wouldn't say that when he was in the Holy Land, he had the best medicine tripod for himself to practice. But he couldn't take the medicine pod by himself.

Hearing this explanation, Ge Qiusha stretched his frowning brow. Let's go meet up with our teammates, I have a pod, I should barely have enough.

"Thank you, Uncle Ge. ”

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Uncle Ge seemed to be in a hurry, and he hurried faster and faster, and soon arrived at the entrance of the canyon.

"Uncle Ge......"

A cheerful and crisp voice sounded when Uncle Ge appeared at the entrance of the canyon, and the delicate voice made people's hearts flutter. Turning his head to look at the owner of the voice.

A golden and bright curly hair shawl presents a beautiful landscape, a pretty face, a straight nose, and delicate red lips. The standard ovoid face is very vivid, and the skin is white, with a hint of pink. The girl's charming demeanor can find a shadow in her. However, the sixteen-year-old's youthful body deprived her of a lot of charm. But Yi Feng has no doubt that when this girl grows up, she must be a disaster-level beauty.

"Hehe, Qing'er has been waiting here for a long time. Uncle Ge looked at the girl, a smile actually bloomed on his tough face, and he patted the girl's head and said with some affection.

"No, it's only a little while. The girl named Qing'er pouted, obviously not liking Uncle Ge patting her on the head.

The two teenagers who were about twenty years old standing behind the girl also shouted respectfully at this time: "Uncle Ge!"

Uncle Ge looked at the two men who were dressed in sackcloth, but couldn't hide their heroic spirit, nodded and said, "Ao Shui, Ao Huo, let me introduce you to you, this is our new team member, Yi Feng." ”

Yi Feng hurriedly stepped forward, smiled at the three and said, "Hello, I'm Yi Feng?"

"Uncle Ge, why are you looking for such a little white face. The appearance of fine skin and tender meat obviously has not suffered hardship. ”

Qing'er's pouting words almost didn't let Yi Feng lie down: Damn, when did Ben Shao fall into the ranks of little white faces. Jealousy, must be jealous of this young man's handsomeness? However, Yi Feng doesn't want to think about it, why is he a man and a woman jealous of his handsomeness? !

"That, Sister Qing'er. I promise I'm not a little white face. I am a physician. Yi Feng almost gritted his teeth and said it, he hated others to say that he was white-faced. He has decided, revenge, must revenge.

"Hmph...... Sister Qing'er, did you call it? Be careful that I beat you. With that, she raised her small fist and threatened.

For this teenager who looked him up and down as soon as they met, she couldn't say how much she hated.

"Uh......"

Yi Feng was stunned, looked at the petite white little fist, and muttered in his heart: "Just beat me with this fist?"

Uncle Ge obviously doted on this girl, and he said to Yi Feng: "Don't worry about her, he has this temper, hehe, we have also suffered a lot of losses from him." You'd better refine the potion. If you can't refine it, then ......"

Uncle Ge's words were not explicitly stated, but he understood that if he couldn't refine it, he wouldn't let him join his team.

Yi Feng nodded, smiled at Cong Aohuo, and took the medicine pod that Uncle Ao put in him from his hand. Take out the recuperation grass you just bought and throw it into the medicine pod.

Yi Feng took a deep breath, although he said that this level of medicine could be refined at will, but it had become a habit to devote himself to refining the liquid every time. So although he didn't deserve to be so dignified this time, he was already dignified.

Uncle Ge next to him saw Yi Feng's temperament suddenly change, and nodded secretly.

Yi Feng urged the fighting energy in his body to swell towards the medicine ding, although he could use the external fire. However, the external fire was never as good as the medicinal effect of the flame refined by the vindictive spirit.

The slowly warming Dou Qi wrapped the Hui Qi Grass in it, and the faint flame did not burn the Hui Qi Grass directly, but baked it little by little. The most amazing thing is that the tender rejuvenating grass does not need to shrivel down because of baking. It didn't lose any of its moisture.

When Uncle Ge saw this scene, he couldn't help but nodded, but he was surprised that Yi Feng didn't use the external fire. Instead, it directly borrows the fighting spirit. However, it immediately became clear that in this continent, who doesn't know how to fight. It's just that this kid's fighting spirit is obviously not strong, but the medicinal liquid used to refine the third order is enough.

Alchemy is a unique skill of physicians and poisoners.

A low-level physician, no one takes him too seriously. However, a senior physician can make everyone face it.

Doctors above the sixth order are considered senior doctors, and even king-level powerhouses will give face. It's just very little that can be achieved.

There are twelve levels of physicians. The first order is introduced, the second order is hemostasis, the third order is rejuvenated, the fourth order is live meat, the fifth order is returned to blood, and the sixth order is soul nourishing. The seventh-order qi lifting, the eighth-order life-grabbing, the ninth-order plastic base, the tenth-order can't die, the eleventh-order living dead, the twelfth-order life-creating......

The first five levels of the physician literally mean that they can stop bleeding, grow flesh, and refine potions that can quickly restore fighting qi and blood qi. Most people can do that.

However, after the sixth order, one is better than the other. The soul is a special existence, and the doctor can actually refine the medicine that warms the soul, which shows the horror in it, and most of the duels between the strong will hurt the soul. Therefore, this also leads to the special status of the soul-nourishing physician among the strong.

As for the drugs that can be refined to improve the fighting spirit, compete with the king of Hades, and even improve the talent base of people. That one isn't crazy.

As for the realm after the tenth order, that existence should hardly exist. Tsk, death can't be done, living the dead, and even creating life. Is this still a human ability?

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