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Chapter 1962 Pill Pavilion

The old man nodded approvingly, "What recovery pills do you want?"

Fang Lin paused and asked, "Do you have any recommendations?"

The old man pondered for a moment, "I know!"

After the words fell, the old man walked directly towards the back.

Fang Lin followed his figure with his eyes. It wasn't until the old man waved his hand at the door at the back and entered directly that Fang Lin looked away.

Obviously, the old man went in to get medicinal materials and elixirs, and Fang Lin just needed to wait quietly.

While waiting, another old man's voice suddenly came from the side.

"Little guy, I hope you can succeed! It is a wonderful thing that something like the fifth-grade spirit quenching liquid can appear in our Lingshan Sect for the first time!"

Fang Lin's mouth twitched.

Why do these old guys know so much about him?

It seems that the sect leader Ye Chengxiu gave him status invisibly, but at the same time, he also gave him a steady stream of eyes.

From now on, everything he does will be under the scrutiny of many people! Not long after, the old man walked out, came to the counter and waved his hand.

Immediately, numerous medicinal materials were placed on the table, and several pill bottles were placed on one side.

Fang Lin scanned these medicinal materials carefully. These were exactly the medicinal materials listed on the list.

Fang Lin nodded and then looked at the pill bottles.

"These elixirs are..." the old man touched his beard, "Seventh-grade elixir, one of the best among the seventh-grade recovery elixirs, has the dual advantages of recovery efficacy and recovery speed, and has no side effects.

"

Fang Lin had a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

With both efficacy and speed, this kind of elixir is exactly what he needs.

Fang Lin waved his hand, and everything on the table was put into the space ring.

Then, Fang Lin asked, "How many merit points are these in total?"

The old man said calmly, "Not many, only six thousand in total!"

Fang Lin's mouth twitched.

Only six thousand?

He had killed more than half of the 10,000 merit points he had worked so hard for?

Fang Lin sighed slightly and then said, "What about spiritual skills? I still need a third-level spiritual skill."

The old man waved his hand, "That's easy to say! Just go to Lingji Pavilion. You can also use merit points to pay there!"

Fang Lin suddenly realized, clasped his fists and left.

At the moment, Song Qingge still has some time before entering the trial, so he is not in a hurry for this reward.

Fang Lin went straight back to the mansion.

Jiang Ru was not in the mansion, and Song Qingge also entered a state of seclusion. At the door of the room, Fang Lin could faintly feel the full spiritual energy fluctuations in her room.

Fang Lin glanced at it and withdrew his gaze, returning directly to his room.

In the oversized bedroom, Fang Lin casually sat on the sofa, looking at the contents of the space ring and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The last bottle of spirit quenching liquid has been given to Song Qingge, and now he can only practice with spirit stones.

Although the efficiency was suddenly reduced by a thousand miles, it was still better than nothing.

A night of silence.

Early the next morning, Fang Lin got up and went out, and saw two deck chairs already placed in the courtyard.

In terms of color, it is also off-white that matches the overall style.

Fang Lin pushed it casually, causing the recliner to shake. Fang Lin smiled slightly and walked out of the mansion.

Somewhere halfway up the mountain, Fang Lin stopped.

There is a small building in front of you, called Danyao Pavilion! Danyao Pavilion is a straight building, much higher than ordinary buildings.

Walking into the small building, you can see rows of counters forming a circle, and some disciples are in front of the counters asking about elixirs.

As Fang Lin looked around, a disciple working as a handyman ran up to him and asked, "What does this fellow Taoist need?"

Fang Lin glanced at him and said, "I'm Fang Lin. I'm here to borrow the medicine cauldron and take me to the place where the alchemy is made!"

"Borrow the medicine cauldron?"

The disciple was a little suspicious, "Fang Lin... this name feels a bit familiar..." Suddenly, the disciple suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Fang Lin! The new cabinet elder who was announced to the whole sect that day! I remembered it!"

"Hiss--" The disciple suddenly felt that he was being disrespected and quickly bowed and clasped his fists, "Elder, please forgive me. Disciple is so disrespectful!"

Fang Lin waved his hand, "No problem, I'm going to borrow the medicine cauldron!"

The disciple was suddenly enlightened and said quickly, "Elder, please speak. I will go find the person in charge right away!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the disciple turned around and ran out.

Fang Lin waited for a moment before seeing someone walking quickly.

This person is wearing standard clothing, which is obviously custom-made by Danyao Pavilion.

He looks like a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face and seems to be upright.

"Cheng Yuan, the master of the first floor of the Pill Pavilion, has met Elder Fang!"

Standing still at a distance, Cheng Yuan cupped his fists and said in a deep voice.

Fang Lin nodded, "Mr. Cheng, you're welcome! I'm here to borrow the medicine cauldron!"

Cheng Yuan nodded, "I already know about this, please come with me, Elder Fang!"

After the words fell, Cheng Yuan made a gesture of invitation.

Walking into the hall, I found a back door.

Although it is a back entrance, it is also built very grandly.

When I walked out of the door, I unexpectedly found a path behind me.

"The masters are not in the elixir pavilion on weekdays. There is a more secluded area at the back, which is where the masters specialize in elixir refining!"

Fang Lin suddenly realized.

It turns out that the place for alchemy is somewhere else.

After walking for a while, you can see a courtyard in front of you, with palaces of various sizes located in it.

Cheng Yuan took Fang Lin into the central palace and went straight to the second floor.

"Master Gu, Elder Fang is here!"

The room is very simple, except for a large bookshelf that is quite conspicuous, with a large number of books listed on it.

Master Gu was sitting on the chair behind his desk, holding a list in his hand and frowning in thought. When he heard the voice, he raised his head impatiently.

Seeing Fang Lin, Master Gu quickly came to his senses, with a bit of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"This...is the rumored Elder Fang Linfang?"

Fang Lin nodded, "That's right!"

Master Gu touched his chin and frowned slightly, "I have heard of Elder Fang's reputation for a long time, but I didn't expect that he is so young. He is really one of the best among men!"

Fang Lin smiled lightly, "Master Miao praised it!"

Master Gu smiled casually, and then there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

"Elder Fang has outstanding combat power. Could it be that he also has attainments in alchemy?"

Fang Lin put away his smile and said, "I just know a little bit about it!"

Master Gu ignored Fang Lin's expression, "You know a little bit about it, but you dare to borrow my medicine cauldron?

Do you know what a treasure my medicine cauldron is! What would you do if it gets damaged?

So what should I do!"

Fang Lin frowned slightly, "Then... what Master Gu means..." Master Gu looked out the window, "This matter was ordered by the sect leader. Gu was helpless, but the medicine cauldron was extremely precious. Since Elder Fang's achievements were not

Gao Shen, wouldn’t it be the same if I lend you a lower-grade medicinal cauldron?”

Fang Lin was already a little dissatisfied, "A medicine cauldron of too low a grade cannot withstand the impact. It does not count if the medicine cauldron explodes, and the materials inside will be scrapped accordingly. The gain outweighs the loss!"


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