At the time of the turmoil in the outside world, Lin Fan, who caused the root cause of all these incidents, was standing next to an oval building at the moment, and on a lilac plaque above the door, three quaint characters of "Yangdanfang" were written. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He had already found out that the Danfang was opened by the Song family, one of the eight major families in Kunwu City, and the Song family was the only alchemy family of the eight families, and the ancestor of his clan, Song Kun, was the only fourth-level alchemy master in Kunwu City, with a special status, and there were many people who came to the door every day to ask for Dan, and they were all famous figures in Kunwu City, as for a little monk like Lin Fan, it was impossible to see him.

The reason why he chose the Dan Cultivation Workshop was because he heard that there was a third-level alchemist in the Yangdanfang, and if someone came to ask for alchemy, this third-level alchemist was usually responsible for refining.

However, the price of wanting to raise the Danfang to help the alchemy is not small, anyone who comes to ask for alchemy, no matter what pill is refined, does not charge any spirit stones, but the pill refined, the Danfang must take away forty percent, and if the refining fails, the medicinal materials are not responsible for the damage to the Danfang.

This kind of rule seems to be unkind, but there are many people who come to the door every day to ask for alchemy, after all, alchemists are a special profession, and the requirements for talent are extremely strict, and it is extremely difficult to become a qualified alchemist.

It is precisely because of many factors that alchemists are extremely rare, as if they are superior.

Looking at the simple and majestic Yangdan Workshop in front of him, Lin Fan's eyes flashed with a hint of interest, and then he brushed his somewhat bloated body and walked in slowly.

As soon as I walked into the Yangdan Fang, there was a faint smell of medicine, and the smell was shocking.

Lin Fan's eyes looked at the hall slightly, at this moment, it seemed that because of the snowy region, most of the monks had already left the city, so that there were not many guests in the hall, and several medicine boys were sorting out the medicinal materials on the shelves, looking at the skillful technique, it looked quite professional.

Hearing Lin Fan's footsteps, the other guests in the hall only glanced at Lin Fan slightly, and then stopped looking at him.

"May I ask what the adults need?" As Lin Fan looked around, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old medicine boy walked towards him and asked politely.

"I would like to ask your fang to help me refine a furnace of elixir. Lin Fan said straight to the point.

Swish!

As soon as Lin Fan finished speaking, several monks next to him looked at Lin Fan with surprise in their eyes, and they were a little more interested in Lin Fan, a monk who was not good-looking, but this scene was keenly perceived by Lin Fan.

"Ah, I don't know what kind of pill the adults want to refine?" Hearing Lin Fan say that he wanted to refine the pill, the medicine boy was also slightly stunned, and blurted out to ask.

"His grandmother's, what kind of elixir does Lao Tzu refine, do you still want a medicine boy to ask?" Lin Fan deliberately said in a loud voice, looking three or five thick, which was also in line with his outfit.

"Yes... I'm sorry adults, but the little ones shouldn't ask too much, so please come with me. The medicine boy also noticed his gaffe, hurriedly apologized, and led the way ahead, looking sincerely afraid, he knew that these immortal cultivators were all people with strange tempers, for fear that if they lost their words for a while, the other party would be angry with him.

"It's pretty much the same, remember, don't ask in the future, be careful of your head. Lin Fan drank it with his nostrils facing the sky, looking like Lao Tzu was the best in the world.

"The lesson of the adults is that the little ones will not dare in the future. The medicine boy hurriedly replied.

"Don't leave quickly, Lao Tzu's medicinal materials cost eighty spirit stones to buy, don't waste Lao Tzu's time. Lin Fan shouted loudly, deliberately letting everyone hear.

Hearing what Lin Fan said, a trace of disdain obviously flashed in the medicine boy's eyes, but he smiled on his face: "Yes, my lord, please come with me." He took Lin Fan and walked towards the corner of the hall.

With Lin Fan leaving, the monks who were secretly looking at him also withdrew their gazes with interest, no longer paying attention to him, joking, what good pills could be refined from the medicinal materials bought by a hundred spirit stones, they didn't have time to waste on this.

After a while, the medicine boy took Lin Fan to a gate and stopped, there were two uniformly dressed immortal cultivators standing at the door, Lin Fan glanced at it, and found that these two immortal cultivators actually had the strength of the peak of condensation, and he was slightly shocked in his heart, but there was no show on his face.

"This adult wants to ask Song Lao to refine the pill, please inform the lord on his behalf. The medicine boy bowed and said.

"Well, let's wait, I'll pass it on. Hearing this, the two monks at the door looked at Lin Fan for a moment, and one of them said indifferently.

After the man finished speaking, he entered the room, and the medicine boy departed.

After the man left, he didn't let Lin Fan wait for a long time, but after a while, he came out, bowed slightly at Lin Fan, and said, "You are lucky, Song Lao just finished practicing a furnace of pills, you can go in." ”

"Well, thank you!" Lin Fan arched his hand, nodded with a smile and stepped into the room.

This room is several times larger than an ordinary room, and the top is inlaid with more than a dozen shiny strange stones, illuminating the house extremely brightly.

In the center of the room, there was a huge countertop, on which a lot of medicinal herbs were piled up, which seemed to be more casual, and an old man in gray with scattered hair was carrying Lin Fan on his back, tinkering with those unknown medicinal herbs.

As if hearing Lin Fan's footsteps, the gray-clothed old man stopped what he was doing, turned around, and when he saw Lin Fan, a trace of essence flashed in his eyes, but this essence light quickly disappeared, and an old voice came out of his mouth: "Little doll, what elixir do you want to refine?"

Hearing this, Lin Fan's face changed, and at the same time, his heart froze, the other party had already seen his disguise at a glance, as if that glance was like seeing Lin Fan thoroughly, which made Lin Fan not surprised, and he couldn't see the other party's cultivation at all, this was obviously an old monster.

"The juniors want to ask the seniors to help refine a furnace of Ning Han Pill. Lin Fan immediately arched his hand and said.

"Well, Ning Han Dan is very rare. Hearing Lin Fan say the Ning Han Pill, a hint of discoloration obviously flashed in the eyes of the gray-clothed old man, he paused, and asked, "Do you know the rules of alchemy?"

"The juniors know that the juniors have also brought the medicinal materials, so please take a look at the seniors. After speaking, Lin Fan took out a few jade boxes from the storage bag and handed them to the gray-clothed old man, in addition to the main material Ice Spirit Grass, the remaining auxiliary materials were purchased by him in other shops after spending more than a hundred spirit stones.

"Well, the medicinal materials are right, although the old man does not refine the Ning Han Pill much, but the Cheng Dan rate is more than eighty percent, you can come here tomorrow to get the Dan. The gray-clothed old man looked at the Ice Spirit Grass, there was a hint of fire in his eyes, and his voice was slightly softened.

"Then thank you senior!" Lin Fan arched his hand and smiled.

"You don't have to thank me, I didn't give you alchemy for nothing, okay, you can leave if it's okay. The gray-clothed old man waved his hand impatiently, but his eyes kept staring at the Ice Spirit Grass, and he didn't look at Lin Fan.

"The junior took his leave. Hearing the impatient voice of the old man in gray, Lin Fan said goodbye and left very wisely.