Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

"I haven't seen you for years. You still look the same." The old man talked eloquently: "Why don't you see You Tianming?"

Jin Buchang hesitated and said: "President You Long is currently recovering from injury."

"Heal? Take me to see."

then.

When President You Long struggled with his cane and came to the door of the room, he met a group of people who came to visit him.

Seeing the white-haired old man, President Youlong respected him extremely and bowed down: "I have seen the teacher."

Bending over and kneeling, these movements severely tear the hips, making him tremble with pain and trembling.

It turned out to be a teacher, so it's no wonder that it attaches such importance.

"Where is the ignorant young man, an adult is approaching, how can you still sit in order? Just come to kneel to meet?"

There were two accompanying young men beside the white-haired old man.

One of them found that there was a young man sitting in the room, who could not help but scream.

Xia Qingchen was surprised.

He is not a student of this person, it is necessary to meet this person?

Moreover, still kneeling to welcome this gift?

baffling.

He didn't move, packing his things as if he hadn't heard them, without raising his eyelids.

The young man was about to scold again, and the white-haired old man waved his hand: "Forget it, don't worry about it with young people."

How did this sound as if he felt that Xia Qingchen should kneel to meet him.

The entourage whispered, "The young people are getting more and more unruly."

Xia Qingchen frowned, he would not understand.

What qualifications are there for the old man in front of him?

The old man just swept away Xia Qingchen, and helped President You Long to help, saying, "I will see your injury."

After a moment.

After observing his injury, he could not help but be surprised: "This injury is serious enough, but there are signs of healing, should it have been two or three days?"

Judging from the wound, it did take quite a while.

"Teacher, this was just made." President You Long puzzled.

"Just now?" The old man looked at his injury again, slightly puzzled.

Jin Buhuan waited for someone to come over and take a look.

"President You Long, are you injured so fast?" Jin Buchang was quite surprised.

Those blood holes not only stopped blood flow, but also appeared scabs, but they were signs of recovery.

But, the best elixir will take half a day to reach this point?

President You Long was confused: "Really? It may be that Master Xia's medicine is very good."

Everyone pays attention to those green plasters.

"Oh? The effect is so good?" The old man took a jar of plaster that had not been used up by the head of the bed, opened it, sniffed it, and observed it for a while.

After closing his eyes for a moment, he opened his eyes and applauded: "It's a good healing plaster. It's rare. There is such a good plaster."

He just looked at Xia Qingchen, Cimeishan said: "Little doll, where did you buy this plaster?"

Little Doll?

Jin Buhuan waited for the corners of his mouth to twitch gently.

Xia Qingchen is a master who can summon a **** to come anytime, anywhere.

Noble.

Jin Buchang quickly introduced: "Teacher, this is Master Xia Qingchen and Xia Chen. He is extremely proficient in the refining of all kinds of elixir."

At the same time, Jin Buzheng introduced Xia Qingchen enthusiastically: "Master Xia, this is our teacher, a bite of gold."

A mouthful of gold is Tianyueling's best-in-class treasurer, but everything he has seen can reveal its true value.

There have been very few exceptions for many years.

Its reputation is well-known, and in the business world, no one knows, no one knows.

A bite of gold?

He had heard it occasionally at Zongmen, and it seemed to be quite a powerful treasurer.

It is said that they are born with a special pair of eyes and are very discriminating.

Xia Qingchen nodded lightly, saying hello.

With a smile of gold, he pointed to the plaster and said, "Who is your mentor, who can make such a good plaster."

Xia Qingchen's eyes were calm and he said, "There is no teacher."

Hearing the words, Jin was surprised and independently prepared such a wonderful plaster?

"Oh, the hero is a boy." A golden smirk smiled: "However, although this plaster is good, it has some shortcomings."

Xia Qingchen's eyes flashed lightly.

Disadvantages?

Three-drug.

There are no perfect medicines in the world, and some of them have their own flaws.

"For example, long-term application of this substance can erode the skin."

A mouthful of gold can have today's reputation, it really is not touted.

It's really true learning.

See the subtleties at a glance.

However, compared to the extremely fast healing of wounds by plaster, a little erosion is nothing.

At most, it will make the skin boiled for a while.

After a long time, you will be fine.

Not a shortcoming at all.

"If your shortcomings are not corrected in time, I am afraid that the injured will be seriously injured, and it may also affect life."

Hearing this, Xia Qingchen couldn't help laughing.

A little flaw was so seriously said by Jin Yi.

He kept silent and continued to pack his things.

"Young people, don't doubt the old man's judgment!" A golden word said: "Think of my life, how many elixirs I have seen, every evil has never looked away."

"Your medicine, if you don't correct the shortcomings in time, you will die."

Xia Qingchen turned a deaf ear.

If he could heal the dead, would he not know?

I really don't know why this old guy deliberately exaggerated the disadvantages.

"Fortunately, you met an old man, and I will give you some advice." Jin Dao said: "When mixing medicines, you add a small amount of Lagerstroemia powder and then mix with honey to avoid this drawback."

Xia Qingchen kept silent.

Point him?

And his instructions are completely on paper.

Lagerstroemia powder and honey can indeed protect the skin.

But if he adds these two when he refines the plaster, the ratio and the properties of the elixir will change.

It is impossible to have such a magic effect.

According to his instructions, this plaster can only be reduced to mediocrity.

"Oh, after you go back, make a correction." Jin Dao said.

Xia Qingchen didn't want to discuss with this person more, pretended to put on something without expression, and was ready to get up and leave.

Unexpectedly, the follower frowned, and scolded: "You guys, so uncultivated! The teacher kindly kindly directed you, don't you know to thank you?"

teacher?

"Who are you talking about?" Xia Qingchen asked.

Follower Hengmei coldly said: "What a noble identity does an adult give to you, and with such gratitude, shouldn't you have the respect and gratitude as a student?"

Xia Qingchen listened and finally understood why Jin Buchang and others were all students of this person.

Every time you give pointers, you will use other people's teachers to make yourself proud.

Such a teacher is hard for students to think about.

At the beginning, he did not die and accepted Xia Qingchen's instructions, so he regarded himself as a student.

That is his willingness.

Fortunately now, Xia Qingchen was inexplicably instructed, and was forced to consider himself a student.

"Sorry, I didn't ask anyone for advice, let alone feel that his advice is correct. If you think it's expensive, just keep it. I don't need it."