Son-in-law From Dark World

"Those three are the three new kings of Yaowang mountain, Han Xin, Ling min and WAN Zimin, all of whom have the potential of king of medicine. They can now refine the highest level of pills, up to six grades. As long as the quality is improved to silver plating, and they have the firewood of the king of medicine, they will be a qualified king of medicine."

Three people said with a smile.

It seems that he said that the girl, looking at the back is very thin, concave and convex, seems to be a beautiful woman.

"Qin Feng, you come here, sit here and watch the wall with them. You can understand that although the inheritance of the medicine saints' demon refining attainments is no longer there, you can also observe the charm, which is of great help to you."

The so-called inheritance, Linze is also sighing, that is the key to become the king of medicine.

Fire!

Once the king of medicine mastered the firewood and fire, he did not need to do anything to refine the medicine. He controlled the fire with spiritual power, ignited the fire and stimulated the dark Qi to achieve the three forces in one and balance refining.

In that way, the efficiency of refining medicine is comparable to that of assembly line machines, and the success rate and the quality of pills can be improved by more than one time.

It can be said that there is no firewood can also become the king of medicine, but in the eyes of the industry, it is only a quasi king of medicine, and can not become a saint of medicine in one's life.

Because firewood is also a necessary condition for the breakthrough of medicine sage.

"Oh, and this kind of operation, just three portraits and one painting wall, you can understand it?"

Qin Feng smile, just walked to the position of the three Pingxiang line.

Lin Ze handed over the small bench, so that his face is black, dead bite teeth, forced out a cruel smile and said: "old man Lin, you said others have, I also have, others do not, I also have, refers to this small bench?"

"Er, you have to make do with it. Your share of Futon is still in the process of construction. Only Li Tiezhu can compile it in our yaowangshan. Recently, she has a little problem in her eyes. Don't worry."

Lin Ze's old face is red. Suddenly, he remembered what he said just now. It seemed that he had gone too far. Qin Feng's boy was fighting for everything.

Is not a futon, if not Tiesuo grass is not mature, he would have prepared one.

"Hum, I broke my promise for the first time, but I won't pursue it. First, I'll see what's strange about the painting wall you said."

Qin Feng took over the small bench, sat on it, and his eyes fell on the painting wall.

He was staring at it for ten minutes, feeling bored and without any gain.

Lin Ze stood by and looked forward to it. According to the truth, Qin Feng has the qualification of medicine sage, and will surely gain something. At least he is better than the three new kings.

But after waiting for half an hour, he heard Qin Feng snoring, while the other three slowly opened their eyes.

"There is only one step to the top of the six grades, which is seven grades. There are thirteen bundles of herbs. The time of refining can be speeded up. There is still a gap in the order of seven grades."

Han Xin, staring at the painting wall, said with a faint smile.

"The difficulty of seven grades really lies in the habit, control and technique of herbs. Brother Han, you are very close. Even if there is no fire, refining seven grade pills is enough to become the king of medicine. Congratulations

Wan Zimin's tone has a trace of admiration and congratulation, without a trace of jealousy.

The three of them had almost the same attainments in refining medicine, and encouraging each other was a kind of encouragement.

"Ha ha, quasi medicine king, it's not what I want. I don't think you two will be so satisfied?"

Han Xin shakes his head. Although it is too difficult to master the firewood, only three of the top ten medicine masters have mastered the salary seedling.

But for most pharmacists, that's the pinnacle they can't reach.

"Of course, no firewood, no medicine king, has always been my pursuit of the purpose, in the absence of firewood, I will not let others know, I have been able to refine seven grade Peiyuan pill!"

At this time, a smile flashed on her sensitive pretty face, and she was very happy. Through her understanding just now and her own attainments, she finally had enough assurance to try to refine the seven grade pill.

They have been closed here for three months. They live and eat here. Their hard work has been rewarded.

"Ha ha, Ling min, I thought for a long time that among the three of us, you will be the first to break through, because in terms of talent, we can't make up for our lack of diligence."

Han Xin's mind is also broad-minded. The dialogue between the three people gives people a very comfortable feeling. There is no talk but no intrigue.

Qin Feng was awakened again, turned his mouth, opened his eyes is boring painting wall, but hazy, he seems to see the figures in the wall moving.

Some people do things that are not related to refining medicine. They are fishing for fish, selling charcoal, farming, or playing with children.

After watching for a long time, the whole painting wall seemed to be playing a movie. Qin Feng gradually became interested.

At first, he was focused on a child chasing a dog. He ran to an alley and was bitten by a group of wild dogs.

When it was dark, he went home and took out the stove and filled it with herbs. He acted skillfully and distributed the kinds of herbs equally.When a black thing was picked up by him with a stick, it was as thick as maltose and smeared on the bitten position.

Then, Qin Feng continued to watch the boring picture for two days, until the child's leg recovered, even the scar was not left, his heart suddenly jumped.

"Lying trough!"

Qin Feng looked more excited, and Linze stood on one side, almost to run away.

After three months of experience, Han Zimin's heart felt the truth.

And Qin Feng, sleep for three hours, wake up after the first sentence is rude, let him even kill the heart.

"Mr. Lin, you are here, too."

"Is he?"

"Why is there one more person?"

When hearing that sentence, lying trough, three people turn their heads at the same time, their eyes fall on Qin Feng's body, and then say hello to Linze.

"Ah, you go on. I'm just bringing a new student. Didn't you delay your practice?"

Lin Ze's face is full of embarrassment. He knew that Qin Feng was so stuck in his face that he would be brought back when there was no one.

Now he does not dare to say that Qin Feng is a good seedling that he found. He is the descendant of yaowangshan who is fully supported by Qiushan master.

Otherwise, how cold hearted the three new kings should be!

However, Qin Feng has talent, but there is still a certain gap between him and him.

For a time, he doubted whether this guy cheated in the examination.

It seems that he still wants to find Lao Wang to confirm again and again, as well as blood thorn. Is she confused by the handsome boy.

"Mr. Lin, do you take the students by yourself?"