Ling Luo led Xiling Junzheng to walk to a table and pointed at several medicine bottles arranged vertically on it.
"Okay!" Mr. Xiling looked very happy.
Lord Xiling casually picked out a bottle from the middle, poured out a pill, put it in his hand and looked at it carefully.
"This is the Qianyuan Bone-Replacing Pill." Lord Xiling was putting the elixir to his nose and sniffing it, but his expression changed slightly and said, "Wait a minute, that's not right! It seems to be a little different from the Qianyuan Bone-Replacing Pill.
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"Yes, I like ancient recipes." Ling Luo smiled lightly and said with shining eyes, "Especially the ancient recipes from a thousand years ago."
"An ancient recipe from a thousand years ago?" A strange color flashed across Xiling Junzheng's eyes.
"Yes." Ling Luo nodded and said, "The one you are holding in your hand now, Master of Xiling Hall, is not the Qianyuan Bone Changing Pill, but the Jiuqu Spiritual Pill in the ancient pill recipe. It is not the same as the Qianyuan Bone Changing Pill.
Bone elixir has a similar effect, but the effect is ten times stronger."
"Nine-bend elixir? It's actually the lost nine-bend elixir from ancient prescriptions?!"
Lord Xiling was very shocked, his eyes were full of excitement, and the hand holding the pill couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Immediately afterwards, as if he remembered something, he quickly put the Nine-Bend Spiritual Pill back into the celadon bottle, picked up the other bottles, and identified them one by one.
"The Jiangyundan in ancient prescriptions?!"
"The Qingyang Pill that was lost eight hundred years ago!"
"There is also a very rare beast control pill? Oh my god!"
Every time he opened a bottle, Xiling Junzheng sighed, and the expression on his face became more and more surprised.
An embarrassed smile appeared on Ling Luo's face, and he said: "Actually, it is also thanks to your eighth-grade medicine refining cauldron, the master of Xiling Hall, otherwise Luo'er would not be able to refine these ancient pills.
Already."
"That's true." Lord Xiling was surprised and nodded, "These ancient elixirs cannot be refined in ordinary medicine refining cauldrons. However, forgive me for speaking bluntly, little friend Linluo.
Where did you get these lost ancient elixirs?"
"My master gave it to me." Ling Luo said bluntly.
Xiling Junzheng's attitude changed drastically, which shocked all the disciples who were watching.
Little friend Linluo?
Being able to get a hall leader to call her "little friend" is something that most people can't do!
To sum up, Xiling Junzheng's seniority is at least four or five levels higher than Ling Luo.
Xiling Junzheng nodded, and then continued to ask: "I wonder who the master of little friend Lingluo is? Can you tell me his name? If I have time, I can go and visit him."
To be able to master so many lost ancient elixir recipes is definitely a reclusive expert on the journey of refining medicine.
As an alchemy fanatic, Xiling Junzheng would never miss such an opportunity to become a master of alchemy.
"Master..." Ling Luo narrowed her eyes, looking a little confused, "My master is no longer in this world."
Her voice seemed a little hoarse.
It has been a thousand years, and no human being can linger in the world for that long.
"I'm sorry." When Xiling Jun heard this, his expression suddenly turned gloomy, with a look of shame on his face, and he sighed, "Little friend Linluo, I remind you of something sad."
"It's nothing. Master Xiling, you are worrying too much." Ling Luo smiled nonchalantly, but the smile was a little forced.
Xiling Muxue taught me a lot of things a thousand years ago, and these things have continued to bring endless benefits to me a thousand years later.
There is no way to express my gratitude to Master in words.