Chapter 117 Old Luo is Dead--

"That's right. I don't want to. She can't push me back?" Lin Xin nodded. In fact, he still has a little expectation. Luo Bingyan's ice skin and jade face, small red lips, a full and tall nose, all of which are not beautiful. Even compared with Xinyue and Mu Yu, he has a more unremitable appearance. In addition to a pair of elegant and indifferent personality, a man can't help but be moved, but it is the old man Luo who looks at that is not reliable at all. The descendant of the guy?

Xiao Muyu had already tied one of Lin Xin's arms tightly at this time, and his eyes were in the shape of a crescent. He smiled silently, which made Lin Xin feel uncomfortable for a while...

"Miss Luo, if you just want to learn elixirs and become a pharmacist, I can teach you. But your condition is not necessary. Look, I already have a curtain rain..."

"Do you know about elixir? Are you still a pharmacist?" It was not only Luo Bingyan who was surprised, but also Xiao Muyu was shocked.

"I know a little about this, but if it's just to make Miss Luo a pharmacist, it's more than enough." Lin Xin blushed slightly.

"I said, how did your face suddenly become so strange?" Xiao Muyu said, but suddenly stared at Luo Bingyan with hostility: "Did you hear that too? Xin is willing to teach you, but you are not allowed to talk about Xin's woman. Xin already has a woman!"

"This is okay, as long as Mr. Lin is willing to teach me, but Mr. Lin is indeed a pharmacist? Isn't it looking for a little girl to be happy?" Luo Bingyan was puzzled. Is it so easy to become a pharmacist? Mr. Lin Xin is less than 17 years old this year, right? They are already at the level of fighters, and they can still work part-time as pharmacists?

Xiao Muyu also suddenly remembered that in the whole Youyun imperial capital, the youngest pharmacist registered in the pharmacist union seemed to have officially passed the examination at the age of 17. How could Xin still be...

"Ha ha, Bai Shao, Jin Cuicao, Luo Hua, Lantes, Xiao Xiaocao, Dwarf Jihua, these six herbs can be refined into the medicine tripod in turn to produce a yellow-level life-saving golden elixir, that is, the fighter-level yellow-level life-saving golden elixir, Miss Luo, do you think it's right?" Lin Xin laughed.

"Well, that's true, but almost all the experienced mercenaries in the whole continent know it, but are you sure this order is right?" Luo Bingyan frowned slightly, but she was still a little suspicious. For low-grade elixir, there are more people who know its formula.

"This order is right, but at this time, the effect of white peony is not to use medicine, but to quench it with ice water, and immediately burn it into powder. Miss Xiangbiluo also does a lot of research on this life-saving golden elixir refining method. It should be clear that although the two medicinal properties of Jincuicao and Luohua are almost exactly the same drugs are. It can't be integrated. The effect of white peony powder is here. Jincuicao ice water is quenched for half an hour, and Luohua is baked for half an hour. Then the white peony powder, Jincuicao and Luohua are put into the medicine tripod in turn. After the medicine tripod is refined, other drugs are refined into the medicine tripod in turn. As for whether it can succeed in the future, it depends on the pharmacist's own basic skills. Lin Xin said.

Xiao Muyu was stunned when he heard it. Lin Xin, is he really a pharmacist?

Is he still under the age of 17?

"As long as Mr. Lin is really a pharmacist and is willing to teach Bingyan, Bingyan is your maid." Luo Bingyan said lightly, but a touch of brilliance bloomed in her eyes.

I've been looking for it for a long time, but I didn't expect Mr. Lin to be a pharmacist!

"The maid?" Lin Xin was shocked and quickly waved his hand and said, "I'll teach you alchemy. I don't need a maid."

"Yes, Xin was a maid at the beginning, but she became... Now you are the second maid?" Xiao Muyu almost gritted his teeth and said.

"So, what does Mr. Lin need from me? In addition to the genealogy of the Luo family and my father's spiritual card, as long as I have it, Mr. Lin can take it. Is there really no one in the world who doesn't ask for anything in return? Luo Bingyan doesn't believe it.

"Don't need anything." Lin Xin shook his head.

"Why?"

"Because the old man who taught me the art of alchemy and made me a pharmacist, his hometown is Qingfeng County, and his surname is also Luo." Lin Xin said lightly and revealed this trace of sadness: "However, he died, and he died on the woman's belly..."

"Lin Xin, how could you arrange me like this? When did I die? Why did I die in a woman's belly?" Knowing the sea, old man Luo is already roaring.

"Did you die on a woman's belly?" Xiao Muyu repeated Lin Xin's last sentence with a strange face, which was slightly satisfied with Lin Xin's explanation. His alchemy was taught by the Luo family, and now it was just taught back to the Luo family.

"Well, it should be said that he died on the belly of more than a dozen women..." Lin Xin was still that touch of sadness: "He said that he had just developed a powerful golden gun. Let's try the power..."

"Puff..."

Xiao Muyu immediately sprayed. When he saw the crystal at the corner of Lin Xin's eyes, he remembered that the occasion was not right and restrained.

"Lin Xin, you little bastard, little bastard, a bastard who gave birth to a daughter without little JJ..." Luo Qingfeng had to stand up and used all the dirty words he could think of!

"You mean, the pharmacist surnamed Luo is from our Luo family?" Luo Bingyan was calm and unsurprising. At this time, he also showed a little embarrassment. Luo family, is there really such a defeat... Um, ancestors?

"When the old man Luo finally died, he was actually hundreds of years old. Speaking of which, he should be the ancestor of the Luo family. I can know that he told me about your Luo family. Including this cave, it is also the friend of the ancestor of your Luo family, the legacy of a master-level array mage. These are what your ancestors said, but this kind of death method is really..." Lin Xin shook his head and sighed, quite sorry.

"What about the bones of the ancestor?" Luo Bingyan was silent for a long time. Although the ancestor was a little bit, he was already hundreds of years old, and still... But it was always the ancestor of the Luo family. He always gathered his bones back so that later people could worship. What's more, he also relied on the ancestor to have the opportunity to learn the lost pharmacopoeia knowledge of the Luo family. Come back.

"That old man Luo's bone?" Lin Xin immediately opened his mouth. Where did he go to find the bones of an old man of the Luo family? It's definitely not good to find one. An old man who can live for hundreds of years is at least a master-level practitioner. His bones can't be as pale as ordinary people. Although Luo Bingyan is only a doctor, she can still distinguish the bones of martial artists at all levels!