Zhao Lingtai looked at him and took out a note: "I want to ask you to hand it over to Yaozun." ”

The young disciple didn't sweep the corners of his eyes: "Do you think my master has time to watch this?"

"He'll definitely watch it. ”

Zhao Lingtai smiled, twisted out a red ginseng slice with his fingers, and put it on the counter.

"What's that?"

The young disciple sniffed, and suddenly his spirits perked up, and he stood up, staring at the ginseng piece with burning eyes.

As a disciple of the Shendan Sect, he was a person who knew the goods, and he immediately recognized whether this was a seven-leaf blood ginseng or a fully mature body.

Zhao Lingtai said: "It's just that I ask you to submit a note, not to cut the queue and schedule the medicine." ”

The young disciple thought for a while, and finally reached out and took the ginseng piece and the note: "I don't guarantee that the master will read it." ”

Zhao Lingtai nodded: "Thank you." ”

With that, step away.

Seeing his back, the young disciple touched his chin, opened the note and looked at it: "Mending the sky plaster ......"

On the note, the name was written.

What kind of medicine is this? The name is extremely domineering.

The young disciple had never heard of it, and he was suspicious, and saw that the note also had three flavors of medicinal herbs written on it: seven-leaf blood ginseng, five hundred years of dragon horse gum, and boiled bone liquid.

There is another line of small words: specific prescriptions, if you are interested, you can come to the Medicine King City Binlai Inn to discuss in detail.

"Is it a new prescription?"

The young disciple muttered: Master Venerable's hobby in his life is to collect all kinds of different prescriptions everywhere, conduct experiments, and then refine pills.

In normal times, many people ask for medicine, and they take the prescription as a reward. In the mind of the Immortal Medicine Venerable, valuable prescriptions were ranked first, and then it was the turn of all kinds of medicinal materials that were old enough, and then to other things.

The people who ask for medicine will arrange the number, and the young disciples will also make arrangements according to the things they have brought.

Seeing that the note was written on the prescription, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the ginseng slice was firmly held. However, I still felt strange in my heart, and I didn't know what Zhao Lingtai's intentions were.

After thinking about it, he turned around and put the note in a dark cabinet behind him, and then knocked lightly three times.

This is a code, and it won't be long before the note in the dark cabinet will go out from another channel and finally be handed over to the Immortal Medicine Venerable.

After doing this, the young disciple sat bored and took a nap.

Except for some outsiders, everyone else knows that the number of the Immortal Medicine Venerable is going to be lined up for ten years, who will come to ask for medicine? And those who have the ability to cut the queue will not come to the counter.

In a daze, I don't know how long it took, there was a snap, the young disciple was alarmed, jumped up, and was just about to start scolding, when he opened his eyes and saw a face with white eyebrows, he was startled, and hurriedly lowered his hand to salute: "Master, why are you here?"

The person who came was the immortal medicine venerable, Mo Xuanyi, the great elder of the Shendan Sect, and had another nickname: "Nantang Gu Wine Guest".

He appeared in the outer area of this Medicine King Valley, but it was extremely rare, and he couldn't return once in a few years.

Mo Xuanyi was a short and fat old man, with an excellent complexion, ruddy skin, but a little more tender than a baby, and his eyes widened: "Then who is there there?"

This was a strange question, and he looked clueless, but the young disciple knew that Shizun must have forgotten his name again, and hurriedly said, "Tell Shizun, that person has left." ”

The master-apprentice system of the Shendan Sect is quite different, and the elder responsibility system is implemented, and each elder will have dozens of disciples under him. Among the disciples, there are their own advantages and disadvantages, and they are sent to guard the counter outside, and there is no doubt that they basically belong to the marginal disciples.

For these marginal disciples, Mo Xuanyi, who was obsessed with refining medicine, couldn't remember his name, it was normal: "You, come with me to the Medicine King City." ”

When the young disciple heard this, he was overjoyed and felt that this might be an opportunity. In the past, he couldn't see his master at all, but now that he can go with him, he can naturally increase his impression, and if he is lucky, he will meet Mo Xuanyi's eyes, and maybe he will change his fate.

He hurried out and followed behind with a fuss.

On the way, Mo Xuanyi asked, "Who is that?"

The young disciple hurriedly said, "It's a young man, very young. ”

"Oh?"

Mo Xuanyi felt strange: Could it be just an errand runner, and there are elders behind him? Well, it must be so.

As long as you arrive at the guest inn, it will naturally be clear.

The young disciple introduced himself at the right time: "Master, my name is Luo Bo...... What kind of medicine is that gypsum that has alarmed your old man?"

Mo Xuanyi glanced at him and said, "That, if it's true, it's an immortal formula, understand?"

"What?

Luo Bo's heart was pounding: How can there be immortal recipes in the world? Could this be a trap?

No, Medicine King City, but the home of the Divine Pill Sect, who would dare to touch a single hair of their own master? Besides, although the master is not a Yang God, he is also a Yuanqi-level figure.

"Stinky boy, what's the fuss, keep up. ”

Mo Xuanyi, who was walking in front, said impatiently.

"It's coming, it's coming. ”

Rob stopped thinking and kept up quickly.

Although Mo Xuanyi is very famous, he is used to hiding in the alchemy room, and there are very few people outside who have seen him, and he is not afraid of being recognized on the road and provoking onlookers.

Hurrying all the way to Yaowang City, Mo Xuanyi asked, "Where is the guest inn?"

Luo Bo happened to recognize that the opportunity to perform had arrived, and immediately smiled and said, "Master, please come with me!"

Mo Xuanyi couldn't get used to his behavior, and kicked him in the ass: "Long-winded, lead the way." ”

Luo Bo knew his temperament, and his heart was overjoyed.

After walking through the lively street market for about a quarter of an hour, Luo Bo pointed with his hand: "Look, Master, that's the guest inn." ”

Mo Xuan was silent and walked in anxiously.

Luo Bo walked in the front, and after entering the inn, his eyes immediately scanned, and soon, he saw Zhao Lingtai sitting there, as if waiting for them.

Seeing this, Luo Bo felt a pang in his heart: the other party seemed to be very sure that the master would come to the door, and he must have a plan.

However, after thinking about it, Zhao Lingtai used the prescription to draw out Mo Xuanyi, and the biggest possibility should be to ask for medicine.

Do what he likes and get what he wants, Luo Bo has seen a lot of such behaviors. Once, in order to ask for medicine, a person used a jar of 300-year-old apricot blossom wine, which caused Mo Xuanyi to become addicted to alcohol, and finally agreed to help him refine medicine.

Now it seems that Zhao Lingtai's use of novel prescriptions is similar to that of sending wine.

Zhao Lingtai sat there, with wine and food on the table, and was pouring himself a drink, quite leisurely.

"Master, that's him. ”

Luo Bo lowered his voice and pointed to Mo Xuanyi.

Mo Xuanyi's gaze fell on Zhao Lingtai, took a look, strode over, sat opposite, sniffed, and said with a disgusted expression: "How can this wine enter the throat?"

Zhao Lingtai smiled: "Does the elder have good wine?"

Mo Xuanyi waved his hand: "The matter of wine, I'll talk about it later, what about Fangzi?"