The Strongest Doctor

So far.

Lynch still has a sense of unfinished business.

But after he found that the spiral socket disappeared completely, he also understood that the effect was not endless.

Now he takes one tenth of the pills, which can last for an hour at most.

It's very likely that the duration of this effect will gradually shorten after the realm is improved.

But even so, it's a huge help for Lynch.

"Now that I'm back to Yuanying, I can slow down a little. After I consolidate my state, I'll make a breakthrough tomorrow."

Lynch is not in a hurry.

His rapid promotion by this kind of pill is based on the fact that he has already cultivated to the extreme of Yuanying before.

Next, the impact of life meteorite, is likely to face the thunder.

If there is a little carelessness, he will be seriously injured, or even destroyed, so we must be fully prepared before making a breakthrough.

With a deep heart, Lynch continued to run the book of killing demons and forbidding gods until he consolidated this realm.

It's already bright.

Before he knew it, he had spent three days in the forbidden area!

But today, before Lynch opened the door, there was a knock.

It's the blind man's turn today!

Lynch hurried to open the door, but as soon as the door opened, the beggar was standing outside, his face was not good.

Slightly stunned, Lynch quickly explained: "master beggar, after I finished my room yesterday, I didn't wait for you to come back, so I went back to my room to practice first! "

" I'm not here to ask you about it. " The beggar said and raised a spirit grass in his hand.

Lynch looked at it and said, "what's wrong with this spirit grass?"

"No problem, but I want to ask you what kind of attribute it is." Said the beggar.

Lynch did not hesitate: "dark attribute."

What the beggar is holding is the black heart grass.

Lynch did the sorting yesterday.

"What about this one?" The beggar took out another three flower PU.

"I can't name this spirit grass, but as far as the discovery yesterday is concerned, most of it is light, but this one is unique, dark!"

Lynch's quick reply gave the beggar a few puffs.

Sure enough.

Lynch really distinguishes the spirit grass by its attributes.

However, how did he do it? Why did he distinguish it so clearly? It is more comprehensive than his classification.

"Boy, what about this spirit grass?" The beggar took out a gray spirit grass, which was very special. If the alchemists thought it was an ordinary spirit grass, without any attributes, it was more vigorous.

But Lynch said indifferently, "it's a spirit grass with soul attribute. I only found one of them yesterday, which should be very rare."

"Soul attribute?" The beggar's face was heavy and said, "what's the basis of your classification?"

"Of course, it's the soul power above." Lynch's indifference makes the beggars question himself more and more strongly.

Why, he didn't see that there was soul power on it?

Does this classification really exist?

"But..." Lynch continued: "this kind of soul power is not obvious. It's hard to find it under normal circumstances. It needs to be stimulated by array. I guess that this kind of spirit grass with spirit attribute must be transformed by the ghost of some kind of monster. Unfortunately, this ghost is not powerful. The spirit grass transformed from it is more ordinary and less impressive."

With that, Lynch's hand pinches the formula, condensing a common binding array.

At the moment when the binding array falls on the spirit grass, the soul power above is quietly released. Instinctively, they are resisting the binding array and want to get rid of it. Therefore, the soul power is released more strongly and obviously.

"It's really soul power..." The beggar's brow shook.

Lynch is a little strange: "beggar master, you can't miss it, can you?"

"Well, how can it be? I just want to test whether you were classified by luck yesterday." The beggar disguised himself as if he had known for a long time.

As a matter of fact, there was a storm in his heart.

There are even categories he doesn't know!

And this kind of classification has been confirmed before his eyes!

This moment!

The beggar felt that his cognition had been completely overturned.

What he couldn't believe was that a younger generation who was far behind him told him!

For a time, some beggars could not accept it, and a sense of frustration appeared in their hearts.

You know, he is the most outstanding alchemist in tianlingyu for thousands of years. It's strange that this situation won't make people laugh!

Seeing that the beggar's face was strange, Lynch could not understand the situation, so he had to bow his hand and say, "master beggar, there's nothing wrong now. I have to go to the blind master. By the way, thank you for the pills you gave me yesterday.""Wait a minute, you can take this gold grain heart setting pill, which can help you to pass through the life and death smoothly. When this round is over, you continue to come to my room, and I will teach you something, remember?" The beggar said and took out a golden pill.

Compared with the previous black pill, this golden grain Dingxin pill is much better in appearance. Moreover, there is a kind of breath circulation of clearing heart and calming Qi on it. When people hold it, their impetuosity dissipates and their heart calms.

"Thank you, master beggar." Lynch was slightly excited.

He probably knows now that the beggar is a very powerful alchemist. Even if he takes out a pill at random, it is not a common product.

Moreover, he said that if he could help him through his life, there would be no fake.

The beggar nodded with a smile and wanted to say something. Suddenly he found a murderous approach. He turned his head with a slight frown and saw the blind man's cold face.

"Bad rules?" The voice of the blind man was extremely cold with anger.

The beggar said, "can you take a little time and explain yesterday clearly?"

"No!" The blind man said coldly.

The beggar's face changed slightly: "don't you give me such a little face?"

The blind man didn't speak. He just did it by hand.

Shua!

It's almost a flash of lightning.

The sword behind him had fallen on the beggar's shoulder, only one palm away from his neck.

Although the sword still didn't come out of its sheath, as long as the blind man thought, he could give the beggar a fatal blow just now.

Because.

The whole process.

Even the beggar didn't see clearly how he made his sword.

Inadvertently, a cold sweat fell from the beggar's forehead.

Come on!

It's so fast!

Even if they are at the same level, they can't capture the direction of the blind man's sword.

"If you don't want to be dead, don't talk nonsense!" The blind man is still indifferent.

However, the beggar was only stunned for a moment, that is, he regained his composure. Instead of anger, he said with a smile: "it's worthy of being the king of ghost hand sword. Today, I have a long experience, but you'd better pay attention to your feet..."

I don't know when, under the blind man's feet, there is a purple lotus pill, which is constantly producing fission, just like a terrorist bomb about to explode, which contains unimaginable amazing energy.