"Senior, I just observed fellow Daoist Ding's Peiyuan Pill. Although it doesn't look very good, the effect of the spiritual pill is the key." Because Ye Bufei's tears were rolling in his eyes when he saw Ding Shang.

I really couldn't bear it, so I broke the mind and tried to reconnaise and control it before boldly defending it.

However, as soon as this is said, it is suspected of offending the assessment officer.

"This kid is too stupid. Even if you are the first person to produce pills, you can't be so arrogant, right?"

"It would be strange if someone offended the examiner in person, and it would be strange if he didn't give you some shoes to wear."

"You can't live if you commit suicide..."

"The rhythm of dying! This brain must have been kicked out by the donkey, and the bright future will be ruined."

"Of course the tycoons of the Pharmacist Union have no chance of getting a elixir for the rest of their lives. It's so miserable."

Suddenly, many guys below started to talk in a low voice.

"The efficacy of the medicine is the key, who doesn't know this?

However, I just said that the wine is still a little bit deep.

What era is now? The time for informatization must be done to keep pace with the times.

No matter how good the elixir is, it must be advertised to promote it to the monk circle. Otherwise, who knows which onion you are?

Isn’t it rubbish that the elixir you have refined? I really agree with Ying Zheng’s point of view. The appearance of the appearance is sometimes greater than the actual application.
Chapter completed!