Hearing Zheng Yan's words, the doctor sighed and shook his head slightly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After all, he had just stepped into the cultivation journey not long ago, and the only pill he had seen was the bottle of Yangyuan True Water Pill left by Lin Yue, so it was understandable that he didn't have enough knowledge of the threshold of alchemy.

But who doesn't have a little arrogance for a young man who has a little talent? Maybe he just thinks that high-grade pills are different from low-grade pills, and he doesn't think that what is refined is useless dregs, but the normal quality of low-grade pills?

After explaining Zheng Yan with this reason that he didn't even believe in himself, the doctor took a deep breath, looked at Zheng Yan and said, "I can take a look at these pills for you, but if it is identified as medicine residue, you will give up the idea of learning alchemy now, and wait until the qi realm to try again, how about it?"

Zheng Yan sighed in his heart, but nodded with a smile.

Seeing him nod, the doctor reached for a medicine bottle and pulled out the stopper.

The moment the cork was opened, a refreshing aroma filled the room.

The expression on the doctor's face froze instantly.

With a movement ten thousand times more cautious than before, he poured out an elixir from the bottle, held it on the palm of his hand, and looked at it carefully.

The round, lovely, white and flawless elixir rolled in the palm of his hand, as if he had his own spirituality. Just smelling the fragrance emanating from the elixir made people's minds clear, as if their bodies were a little relieved.

"It's really a good elixir...... "The doctor murmured unconsciously.

Then, as if he had just woken up from a dream, he put the pill back into the bottle with a very nervous look, and hurriedly pressed the cork back again, blocking the source of the fragrance, and then looked at Zheng Yan with a stern face.

"You, you, you! How can you casually put so many valuable pills in a pile of cheap bottles! Aren't you afraid of the loss of spiritual energy!"

Although he really didn't care, Zheng Yan, who didn't want to take the blame, was silent for a moment, and couldn't bear to remind him: "These medicine bottles were given to me by the doctor, you and the medicinal herbs......"

Doctor: "......"

Yes, he thought it was just a young man drilling the horns of the bull, and he didn't take it to heart......

Thinking of this stubble, the doctor instantly had the urge to travel back to yesterday and strangle himself to death at that time.

If he had known that this kid would use these inferior containers to make the best elixirs, he would never have let these treasures suffer such a great grievance!

Relieving from the heartache and slight embarrassment, the doctor's mind was swiped by the words "Violent Things" and finally made room for other things.

Why was this young man able to refine a good healing elixir in the realm of marrow washing?

Whether it is from the news that has spread from the ancient family sect, or from the personal experience of all cultivators after the revival of the Xiuzhen civilization, it seems that the threshold for learning alchemy skills is to enter the qi realm, which seems to be irrefutable.

So, is there really only one explanation left?

"These pills are not yours, but your master refined them for you, right?"

Zheng Yan was patiently waiting for the doctor to regain his composure, and he heard such a slightly abrupt question from his mouth unexpectedly.

Zheng Yan, who just thought about it a little and probably knew that the doctor had made up something without authorization, shook his head, and the sentence "This is what I refined myself" turned around on his lips, but it became: "No, it was refined by a senior who called himself Hongmeng Daoist." ”

He smiled slightly, although he was also a little surprised by his talent for telling nonsense, but he continued calmly: "These pills were refined by my predecessors, and if they are placed with me, they will not be used for a while, so I thought of asking the doctor." ”

After saying this, Zheng Yan didn't say more, just smiled gently and lowered his head to drink tea, completely ignoring the changing expressions on the doctor's face.

And the doctor did not live up to his expectations and muttered for a long time, and then asked tentatively: "Isn't that senior your master?"

Zheng Yan said: "No. ”

How can you be your own master!

As if confirming some of his conjectures, the doctor asked again, "Are you learning alchemy from that senior?"

Zheng Yan pinched his chin and said with a smile: "It's not like learning from him, but all my knowledge about alchemy comes from him." ”

Well, it's true, not only the knowledge about alchemy, but also his knowledge of cultivation comes from his own memories that traveled to the flood period.

After hearing Zheng Yan's answer, the doctor nodded with satisfaction.

In his heart, he had already made up the plot that Zheng Yan was favored by the mysterious hermit master, and wanted to inherit his alchemy, and only after Zheng Yan entered the qi realm and could learn alchemy, he would officially accept him as a disciple.

Although this looks bloody and old-fashioned, it is very similar to the plot in a martial arts novel many years ago, but seriously, after the great changes in the world, is this kind of thing still rare?

In the past few years, doctors who have been baptized by similar news from time to time have become convinced of the fact that their brains have made up.

He glanced at the rows of medicine bottles that were extremely neatly arranged, then raised his head and said a little hesitantly, "So, you want me to help you sell these pills?"

Zheng Yan smiled slightly: "It's not in the way, it's just a low-grade pill used to practice hands, and the seniors don't care." It would be great if I could get rid of these pills and get enough herbs for me to practice. ”

The last sentence made the face of the doctor sitting across from him twitch.

He really wanted to educate Zheng Yan, if he didn't reach the Qi realm, it would be impossible to enter the threshold of alchemy, and it was a waste of resources for you to do so, and it was a ruined behavior that would be killed if you put anyone there!

However, after knowing that there was such a powerful person behind Zheng Yan, the doctors who were worried that he had gone astray did not say these words.

This kind of common sense, it is impossible for the seniors behind Zheng Yan not to know, but he didn't tell Zheng Yan, is there any special meaning?

Since that senior didn't tell Zheng Yan, if he did something else, would he anger that senior?

With this in mind, the doctor changed the topic as Zheng Yan wished: "I can't help you deal with these pills." ”

Zheng Yan raised his eyebrows slightly to look at him, his expression surprised.

One of the reasons why he came to his attending doctor was that after contact in the hospital, this doctor gave him a good sense, and he was not the kind of person who would think differently because of the interests represented by these pills.

Moreover, this doctor knows the relationship between him and Lin Yue, and with the background that Zheng Yan misled him, he can ensure to the greatest extent that he will not cause any big trouble because of his guilt.

Another reason is that Zheng Yan has no better choice at present.

Although she can ask Lin Yue, she is currently thousands of miles away in Jiangcheng, so it is better to find this doctor in comparison. After all, he was able to work in the central hospital of Qingshi these years, and said that he had no connections, and he didn't believe it.

But now, he's saying he can't help?