Chapter 13 Xuanbing Medic Washer

"Are you the pharmacist found by the young lady?"

The middle-aged man touched a beard on his chin, came to Lin Fan and asked with a sneer.

"Exact" Lin Fan was neither humble nor arrogant, and nodded with a smile.

"Humph!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly and no longer talked to Lin Fan, but said to Long Xue, "Miss, if you have no confidence in me, you can tell me directly. I know a lot of five pharmacists. They replace me to refine medicine for the old man. I have absolutely no complaints. But you found a milky and dry-headed boy. Do you want to embarrass me?

"Uncle Yan, I didn't mean that, it's just..." Long Xue looked at Lin Fan and then at the middle-aged man with a blue face. Her confidence in Lin Fan finally established was shaken.

"This is Yan Qiao, a four-grade pharmacist. The younger generation has been famous for a long time. It's hard to see it today. It's really worthy of the name." Lin Fan did not despise the strict bridge, but arched his hand to him with a smile, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "However, the senior doesn't seem to understand the principle of respecting the master. My refining method is better than yours, and naturally I will take your place. If you are not convinced, when I cure Mr. Long, let's try again. Field."

After saying that, Lin Fan winked at Long Xue and motioned her to lead the way quickly, but Yan Qiao snorted heavily. Even Long Xue only felt a flower in front of him. Yan Qiao's figure had stopped in front of Lin Fan and said in a low voice, "It seems that I need to teach you what to do according to your ability!"

Oh!

Before the voice fell, a scorching flame ignited in the palm of Yan Qiao, mixing with the air and making a harsh sound.

"Palm fire, the sign of the four pharmacists?" Lin Fan narrowed his eyes and smiled to say the identity of the flame.

"Humph!"

Yan Qiao snorted heavily and withdrew the flame. He looked a little complatic and asked with a sneer, "Well, even I have a helpless disease. Do you think you can cure it smoothly? I advise you not to continue to overpower yourself. Get out of here before it's too late!"

"If the senior had used this palm fire to me a day ago, I might have nothing to do, but it's hard to say today." Lin Fan smiled, spread out his palm, mobilized the star source power of the eleventh star map, and kept sending it to the palm of his hand.

Bum!

A trace of flame beat in Lin Fan's palm like an elf. Yan Qiao's pupils shrank, and his face was full of disbelief. Even Long Xue was stunned. Unexpectedly, Lin Fan would prove himself in this way.

However, Lin Fan didn't care about the surprise of the two people. Since he has broken through the four elephants, the second elephant is to practice the fire power of Nangong rosefinch, and it is not a big deal to break the fire in the palm. It is just to compress the power of fire infinitely in the palm of the hand, which tests the pharmacist's fire control ability, as long as it can be pressed. The shrinking flame is placed in the palm of his hand, which is already half a four-grade pharmacist.

Perhaps in terms of refining experience, Yan Qiao is more than a little bit better than himself, but if it is a fire control ability, I believe that ordinary four pharmacists will not be their opponents at all.

"How's it going, senior, are you convinced?" Lin Fan smiled and manipulated the flame freely between his five fingers, which did not hurt his fingers at all. It looked as if the flame was dancing. Yan Qiao could not compare this fire control skill at all. His already very ugly face was even more green at this moment. He stared at Lin Fan without saying a word.

"Enough!"

Skily, an old voice sounded in the distance. The figure was not seen, but the voice was conveyed very clearly.

Hearing this sound, Yan Qiao and Long Xue's faces changed greatly. They hurriedly lowered their heads and bowed slightly to the room opposite the garden.

"Xueer, bring this little friend in." The old voice was very weak. Every time he said a word, he would cough down a few times, but Long Xue and Yan Qiao did not dare to disobey his words. Even if Yan Qiao was unwilling, he could only watch Lin Fan and Long Xue cross the garden and enter the room.

The light in the room was a little dim, emitting a little Ning Shen fragrance. Lin Fan entered it and immediately felt like being targeted.

"This is the old man's aura. Although it is still very weak, it has a little momentum of the ninth palace master." The fox, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, but his tone could not be a little solemn. Obviously, he was a little afraid of the 'Mr. Long'.

In addition to Mo Kuang, only this old man Long can make the fox sigh with fear. It can be seen that the old man who has not yet met is a strong figure.

"Lin Fan, this is my grandfather." Long Xue stared at the distracted Lin Fan fiercely and respectfully introduced the old man sitting on the bed.

"Ha ha, young and successful, really young and successful. Lin Xiaoyou has the ability of a four-grade pharmacist at a young age, and his future achievements will be unlimited.

Sitting on ** is a kind-looking, extraordinary old man. He squinted and looked at Lin Fan, and his mouth couldn't stop praising, so that Lin Fan didn't even have room for modesty.

However, Lin Fan did not mean to be modest. He directly took out the pre-prepared blood from the Xumi ring and said with a smile, "Mr. Long, let's save those unnecessary politeness. Today I'm here to treat you. Of course, I also hope that Mr. Long can afford the price of my action."

"Oh?" The old man smiled and shaved his beard, raised his hand to stop Long Xue, who was about to attack, and asked, "What do you want?"

"Safe." Lin Fan put the bottle on the table and gave an answer. However, this answer made the old man's eyes flash, and he regained his composure. He smiled and said, "Do you want to be safe?"

"Yes, I know that Mr. Long covers the sky with one hand in the center of the slaughter, so I hope you can keep me alive for three years, which is a compensation for me to save your life."

He arranged the medicinal herbs prepared by Long Xue one by one, and Lin Fan kept saying.

From beginning to end, he did not look up at Mr. Long.

"I will keep you safe for three years. It's good to say that as long as you can solve the poisonous effect of the 'fire of burning bones' for me today, not to mention to protect you for three years, even if it is in the slaughter center, I dare to praise this Haikou."

After saying this, Mr. Long couldn't help coughing again. The crimson turbid gas spewed out from his mouth and nose, exuding a compelling temperature. It could be seen that at this time, Mr. Long was already hot and poisonous to the bone, and it was difficult to cure it.

However, this is also the purpose of Lin Fan's visit. If the disease is too good for medical treatment, he has no room to bargain with the Long family, let alone make good use of Mr. Long's influence in the center of the slaughter.

"Ice spirit blood, the elixir of the four-grade Xuan snake, plus jade snow lotus and nine rounds of dead wood, this should be the formula for refining the black ice marrow washing elixir, but I think the biggest difficulty of Mr. Long is not the ice spirit blood, but the refining method of this black ice marrow washing elixir, am I right?"

Arranged a few flavors of medicinal herbs one by one. Lin Fan said it from left to right, and then looked up at Mr. Long, who was full of sickly rosy faces, and asked in a low voice.

Mr. Long was slightly stunned and couldn't help nodding and praising, "I didn't expect that Lin Xiaoyou was young and knowledgeable. That's right. Now I only need the refining method of this black ice marrow washing elixir.

"It seems that you have found the right person, old man." Lin Fan stretched out his fingers and rubbed his hand. He threw down such a sentence and closed his eyes. It seemed that he was thinking, but in fact, he was asking the fox. He believed that there was no reason why the fox was not clear about Xuanbing's marrow washing elixir.

And he guessed correctly. The fox can be said to be really knowledgeable. He immediately taught him the refining method and some details of the Xuanbing marrow washing elixir. Similarly, the fox also changed to two breaths of chills and was satisfied.

At this time, Yan Qiao came in from the outside and looked carefully at Lin Fan closing his eyes and thinking there, with a trace of disdain and resentment floating on his face.

"Dragon girl, please prepare the medicine stove for me and bring a few drops of red dragon blood by the way."

Opening his eyes, Lin Fan lowered his head to sort out the medicinal herbs, and ordered Long Xue without looking back.

Long Xue did not hesitate and immediately prepared things according to Lin Fan's instructions. She was still a little puzzled why Lin Fan wanted red dragon blood, something with the power of fire.

She would think that Yan Qiao could naturally also think of it. Seeing that the disdain on Yan Qiao's face became more obvious, she said angrily to Mr. Long next to him, "Sir, this boy is simply a bluff. He actually needs red dragon blood to refine the Xuanbing marrow-washing elixir. Doesn't he know the truth that the medicine is compatible?" After saying that, Yan Qiao stared at Lin Fan contemptuously and said coldly, "Do you think you can become an excellent pharmacist by playing with fire? Boy, refining medicine is not as simple as you think!"

Lin Fan looked at him and did not explain. For people like Yan Qiao, I don't know how many people he has seen in Wanhua Valley. They are all typical of low-eyed and arrogant people. They can't stand any grievances, and their intentions are quite deep. If they can't convince this person this time, they will inevitably be more careful in the future.

When Long Xue came back with a medicine stove, Lin Fan had already sorted out the medicinal herbs. He took over the medicine stove and the red dragon's blood, and arched his hand to Mr. Long: "It's hard for trusting me, so I'll make an ugly."

When the words fell to the ground, Lin Fan raised his hands and patted the whole body of the red medicine stove fiercely. A pure fire was injected into it. The internal fire ignited, and the smoke rose, which immediately diluted the inexplicable fragrance in the room.

"Fireman?" Yan Qiao saw Lin Fan's hand and trembled fiercely.

But Lin Fan didn't want to pay attention to him. He opened the medicine stove, put a few medicinal herbs into it one by one, and then wrapped them with star power, suspended around the flame, and slowly turned into liquid.

"Today, I will open your eyes. The medicinal properties are not only compatible with each other, but also with each other." At the same time, he pulled out the cork of ice spirit blood and red dragon blood. Lin Fan looked focused, but did not forget to say to Yan Qiao in a low voice.

Yan Qiao was shocked when he heard the words, but he still withdrew his contempt. He quietly watched Lin Fan pouring the two attributes of ** into the medicine furnace and fused them together.

"Xuanbing marrow washing elixir is a thing from yin to cold, and the same is true of its four main drugs. However, this pair of prescription has been lost for many years. Few people know that refining Xuanbing marrow washing elixir needs to add a red dragon blood neutralization. As the saying goes, the object must be reversed. When the four extremely cold things are fused together, there is almost no possibility of becoming a medicine, but if it is added This red dragon blood is used to neutralise, which serves as the finishing touch.

Lin Fan stood there with his hands unstoppable, and his mouth was still explaining to them.

At this time, even Yan Qiao was attracted by Lin Fan's wonderful refining technique. Although his face was still a little ugly, it was not like Tie Qing just now. Obviously, Lin Fan's words aroused his meditation. If he grasped it well, he was likely to make a breakthrough and be promoted to the five-grade pharmacist.

After a series of dazzling fire control and combination of medicine, Lin Fan suddenly smashed the medicine stove and wiped the hot sweat on his face. Then he looked up and said to Mr. Long, "It's not a disgrace."