personal doctor

Elder Bai said to Mo Zhitao angrily: "Mo Zhitao, don't talk nonsense, I haven't liked men for many years."

"Ah, Elder Bai, you used to like men?" Mo Zhitao secretly broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, Elder Bai didn't like men for many years. If he still likes men now, he should stay away.

"Hahaha." Elder Hei laughed loudly.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just speaking metaphorically, not that I liked men before." Elder Bai hurriedly defended himself.

Elder Hei said: "Elder Bai, I now realize that this kid Mo Zhitao is quite good at putting people in his pockets. We must be more careful when we speak in the future, otherwise, we will be deceived by him."

"That's right, this time he lied to us and asked his people to come to the practice room to practice. We don't know how to explain to others." Elder Bai was secretly sweating.

"You two elders, I, Mo Zhitao, am not that kind of person." Mo Zhitao said.

"Hmph, you are that kind of person." Elder Bai turned his head to look at Elder Hei, "Elder Hei, we have to work hard. Otherwise, all the property in the Martial League will be cheated by this kid."

Mo Zhitao became interested, "Elder, tell me what else the Martial League has to offer."

"There is no good property." The black and white elders immediately shut up, how could the Wumeng not have any good things?However, they couldn't let Mo Zhitao know.Mo Zhitao is like a thief. If Mo Zhitao knows that there are good things in it, he will definitely try to steal or cheat.

"Elders, do we have a ninth-grade practice pill here?" Mo Zhitao asked.

"Zhitao, do you think it's so easy to refine the Ninth Grade Practice Pill?" Elder Hei said seriously. "Now there are fewer and fewer alchemists. We in the Martial League can only refine the seventh-rank training pills, and the eighth-rank training pills. Only the alchemists over there can make them."

Mo Zhitao asked excitedly: "Is there any Ninth-Rank Practice Pill over there?" My sister, if there is one, if he eats one, he may raise the Yin-Yang Jue to the seventh level, and if his strength reaches the ninth level , he won't be afraid of that Lin family anymore.

"This is a secret." The two elders said in unison. "Zhitao, there are some things that we don't know. Only the head of the big family over there knows."

"Well, I know that the refining of high-grade qigong pills requires powerful alchemists and high-grade medicinal materials. However, we only have seventh-rank alchemists in the Wumeng. It's a pity." Elder Hei sighed.

Mo Zhitao asked: "Elder Hei, do we in the Martial League have the medicinal materials to refine the eighth-grade practice pill?"

"What's the use of the medicinal materials of the eighth-grade practice pill?" Elder Bai said. "Without a pharmacist with eighth grade martial arts, no matter how good the medicinal materials are, they are useless."

Mo Zhitao murmured in his heart for a while, "Two elders, let's discuss a business deal, how about it?"

Elder Hei raised his head and looked at Mo Zhitao's sly expression. He shook his head desperately and said, "No, you are so cunning that we won't do business with you. Elder Bai, are you right?"

"Yes, Mo Zhitao, you are too cunning, we dare not do business with you." Elder Bai nodded in agreement.

"You two elders, did you get your eighth-grade training pill from there?" Mo Zhitao asked.

"What do you mean by taking it? We exchange it for good things." Elder Hei shouted loudly.How can such a good thing be taken? Every year they go there to change the eighth-grade practice pill, and the martial arts league will bleed profusely. The two of them are bleeding in their hearts.

But if the Martial League doesn't have an eighth-grade practice pill, it won't be able to attract a large number of masters to work for them here.Masters in the martial arts don't like money, they just want to improve their martial arts.As long as they have served the Wumeng for so many years, if they exchange their points for the eighth-rank practice pill, they will definitely want to stay here to practice and perform tasks, and finally exchange for the eighth-rank practice pill to improve their martial arts.

Mo Zhitao smiled sinisterly, "If you provide me with medicinal materials and I help you refine the eighth-grade practice pill, what good will I do?"

Now Mo Zhitao has a bold plan, which is to help the Wumeng refine the practice pill and get benefits from it.The Wumeng has a lot of high-grade medicinal materials here, and it is difficult to buy medicinal materials of the seventh rank outside their Yin Yang Sect, let alone the medicinal materials of the eighth rank.

"What?" Elder Hei stared at Mo Zhitao in surprise, "Zhitao, you don't think about the Eighth-Rank Practice Pill until you get a fever, right? The doctor is not self-sufficient. Go back to the medical department and ask someone to help you see the doctor." Elder Bai was worried about Mo Zhitao's health.

Mo Zhitao rolled Elder Bai's eyes and said, "Elder Bai, you are sick."

"Mo Zhitao, if you are not sick, you just said that you helped us refine the eighth-grade exercise pill?" Elder Bai said. "Do you know? It doesn't mean that your martial arts are high, you are a pharmacist. Now there are fewer and fewer pharmacists in our country. What is the reason? That is to have the talent of a pharmacist, as well as perseverance and pharmacy skills. "

Because pharmacists often study the preparation methods of medicinal materials and elixirs, and they don't have time to practice martial arts.If they have time to practice martial arts, their ability to refine medicine will not be improved.

For example, Lan Pengshan, the deputy director of the Medical Department of the Wumeng, is a seventh-rank pharmacist, and he has just been promoted to such an ability.At the same time, those doctors in the medical department often study medical skills, and it is difficult to improve their martial arts, let alone people with professions like pharmacists.

Even if your martial arts is level nine, if you don’t know how to refine medicine and have no talent for refining medicine, no matter how advanced your martial arts are, it’s useless. Maybe you won’t be able to refine a first-grade practice pill.

Mo Zhitao said: "Our Yin-Yang Sect already has medicine refining skills, and it is estimated that the other four medical schools also have medicine refining skills. And I should be able to refine eight-grade practice pills

Mo Zhitao did not dare to say that he would be able to do it, because of the limitation of high-grade medicinal materials, he had only refined the seventh-grade practice pill, and had not refined the eight-grade practice pill.

"Zhitao, are you also a pharmacist?" Elder Bai looked at Mo Zhitao in surprise.Although it is said that all major medical schools have their own alchemists, the levels of martial arts and alchemy are completely different.

Not to mention the eighth-rank pharmacist, even the sixth-rank pharmacist, and they are also the figures that all sects are scrambling for.When the Wumeng League recruited Lan Pengshan, Lan Pengshan was only a fifth-rank pharmacist.

After the Wumeng spent a lot of resources on Lan Pengshan, he was promoted to the strength of a seventh-rank pharmacist.Like the people over there, from time to time, they inquire about the strength of Lambeng Mountain.It is estimated that as long as Lampeng Mountain's martial arts reaches level eight, the people over there will try to dig Lampeng Mountain to go there.

Even if the refining level of Lampeng Mountain is not at the eighth level, they know that as long as the alchemist's martial arts reaches the eighth level, the level of refining medicine will not be much lower.As long as you continue to work hard, you may raise the strength of refining medicine to the eighth rank.

Mo Zhitao nodded and said, "Yes, I am also a pharmacist."

"Ah." Elder Bai yelled in surprise, he jumped three feet high. "You are actually a pharmacist?"

Elder Hei shouted: "Elder Bai, don't be impulsive, aren't you afraid that others will know?"

Elder Bai also knew that he had lost his composure. He hurried to the door and closed it, and at the same time said to the old man outside the door: "We don't see anyone else now." After speaking, Elder Bai closed the door and returned to his seat.

"Zhitao, what level of pharmacist are you?" Elder Bai asked Mo Zhitao.

"I don't even know what rank I am now." Mo Zhitao said in embarrassment. "However, I must have the seventh grade, because I can refine the seventh grade training pill."

"My dear, you are actually a seventh-rank pharmacist." Elder Bai patted his thigh and shouted excitedly.

Mo Zhitao shook his head and said, "Elder Bai, you are wrong."

"I was wrong?" Elder Bai asked strangely. "Zhitao, didn't you just say that?"

"What I mean is that I am at least a seventh-rank pharmacist, but I am not an eight-rank pharmacist. I don't know. I have never refined it. Because I have never been able to find eight-rank medicinal materials, and now I can't find them in the market." Mo Mo Zhitao said with a bitter face.

Alas, if he has seventh-grade and eighth-grade medicinal materials, he can refine some high-grade practice pills, and his brothers can break through.

Like Master Mu Ming, he has been hovering at the peak of the late seventh level. If there is an eighth-grade practice pill for the master to eat, he will definitely be able to raise the martial arts of Master Mu Ming to the eighth level.

Last time, Lin Jingmin gave them an eighth-grade practice pill, but it was what Zixu and the others deserved, and Mo Zhitao was embarrassed to take it from them.At the same time, Mo Zhitao was also afraid that Zixu would be in danger, so he also wanted to improve Zixu's strength.

"Zhitao, it's actually not difficult to identify. If we give you the eighth-grade medicinal material, you will know it once you try it." Elder Hei said.

"This is fine, I can try it." Mo Zhitao also said excitedly.He hadn't refined the eighth-grade exercise pill yet, so it would be very cool if he was allowed to try it.Moreover, he can improve his internal strength in the process of refining medicine, which is also beneficial to him.

Of course, he can't tell others about his benefits.Because he was originally a freak, and his method of improving martial arts was different from others.

Elder Bai asked Mo Zhitao, "Zhitao, what is the success rate when you refine the seventh-grade practice pill?"

"Yes, what is the success rate? How many times have you failed in refining ten times?" Elder Hei said.With such an algorithm, it is easy to know what Mo Zhitao's success rate is.

"If I refine the seventh-grade training pill now, I won't fail." Mo Zhitao said with a smile.He would fail at the beginning, but now that he has mastered the refining skills of the Seventh Grade Practice Pill, he will not fail.Even Cen Tianjie, under Mo Zhitao's guidance, has much less chance of failure.

"Ah, you, you have [-]% succeeded in refining the seventh-grade practice pill?" Elder Bai's face changed drastically.

Mo Zhitao nodded and said: "Yes, as long as you give me the medicinal materials of the seventh grade, I will be [-]% successful in refining the Qigong practice pill. Sigh, high-grade medicinal materials are very rare, we all have to be very careful ah."

"Oh my God." Elder Bai excitedly stood up and waved his hands. "Zhitao, you are so [-]% refining the seventh-grade qigong pill, maybe you are an eighth-grade pharmacist."