"Pharmacist?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yan was stunned, and immediately frowned: "in the mainland of fighting, anyone who wants to be a pharmacist can be a pharmacist. But can anyone be a pharmacist? Those harsh conditions..." suddenly, Xiao Yan raised his head fiercely and opened his mouth: "I've reached it?"

I really appreciate Xiao Yan's look of shock mixed with expectation and ecstasy. The old man stroked his beard and thought for a moment, then looked up and down again. It seemed that he was a little embarrassed and sighed: "although it's just barely qualified, who let me owe you a favor? Alas, it's just like paying the debt..."

Glancing obliquely at the old man, Xiao Yan always felt that what the old man said was barely qualified was a bit false. However, at this time, he did not bother to ask deeply. He was only happy, but he also had some doubts: "even if I meet the conditions, the pharmacists are generally taught by the teachers hand in hand. Are you also a pharmacist?"

Looking at Xiao Yan's suspicious little face, the old man smiled and his chest slightly straightened up. In his voice, there was also a faint pride: "yes, I am a pharmacist!"

As soon as his eyes blinked, Xiao Yan looked at the old man's eyes, and the hall suddenly lit up. It's a rare creature, herbalist

"Excuse me, old man. How many times were you a medicine refiner?" Xiao Yan licked his lips, adding a little politeness to his tender voice.

In the mainland of fighting Qi, although there are few pharmacists, there is also a clear hierarchy because of their noble status. From low to high, they are divided into one to nine grades. The master of Juqi powder in the hands of Nalan Yanran in the hall, Danwang Guhe, is a six grade pharmacist. He can be called the first in the pharmaceutical industry of the gama empire.

"How many products? Hey, I can't remember... Hey, little guy, do you really learn?" Shaking his head, the old man suddenly asked a little impatiently.

"Learn, learn!"

Xiao Yan no longer hesitated, and his little head hurriedly moved. Even the great power of yunlanzong, the medicine refiner, should be regarded as a precious person of honor.

"Hey, hey, would you like to? If you want to, you can learn from your teacher." The old man crossed his legs on a bluestone and smiled treacherously.

"Do you still want to learn?"

"Nonsense, you want me to give you all the money you can without going to the teacher. How can you dream?" The old man rolled his eyes. It is obvious that the old man, who is somewhat pedantic, cares about the master-student relationship.

Helplessly, Xiao Yan had to salute the old man respectfully in order to become a noble herbalist.

Seeing that Xiao Yan's etiquette was complete, the old man nodded with satisfaction, and his voice was more kind: "my name is Yao Lao. As for my origin, I'd better not tell you about it now, so as not to distract you. You just need to know that, like what is called the king of Dan, in fact... It's just fart."

The corner of his mouth twitched. Xiao Yan looked at the old man's casual appearance. He swallowed the words he was about to utter: "what is the origin of this old man? The Danwang ancient river, which is famous in the gama Empire, is a fart...? if this word is released, I'm afraid it will be ridiculed by the whole Gama empire as insane?"

He took a light breath and suppressed the shock in his heart. Xiao Yan's eyes turned and his small face drooled. He said: "I don't know how the teacher intends to make me reach seven periods of fighting Qi in one year."

"Although your fighting spirit has been regressing in the past three years, it is precisely because of this that you have a more solid foundation than ordinary people. The foundation is the most important thing for you to cultivate fighting spirit! In the future, you will be able to realize how much benefit the regressive strength in the past three years has brought to you!" The smile on old Yao's face gradually converged, and he said in a positive tone.

Xiao Yan was a little surprised. He really didn't know what benefits the retrogression of strength could bring to him.

"When will you teach me how to refine medicine?" Xiao Yan, turning her eyes, focused on the most important thing.

"If you want to become a medicine refiner, you must be supported by fire fighting Qi. Therefore, before you learn medicine refining, you must at least become a fighter and cultivate a fire fighting Qi skill!".

"Fire attribute skill? Hey, teacher, since I'm your disciple, can you take this day's fire attribute skill to me?" Xiao Yan stretched out his hand and smiled to beg for the truth.

"Damn it, you are a wild potato on the ground. Thank you for opening your mouth!" Upon hearing this, old Yao's face trembled and he cursed.

"Old man, since I'm in your family, you can't let me go to the clan to find a skill. The top fire attribute skill in our family, I remember, is only a yellow level. Isn't it too shabby?" Xiao Yan has a small face and is very depressed.

"Little boy, it's a teacher, not an old man!"

Xiao Yan's name made him roll his eyelids. Old Yao didn't expect that this little guy would climb up just after he had finished his apprenticeship.

"Hum, since you are a member of our sect, you will not be humiliated. I don't have the Tianjie skill. But I have a skill that is more weird than Tianjie skill. Do you want to learn it?" With a slight hum, the old doctor's turbid eyes suddenly became full of conspiracy.

"It's more weird than the Tianji skill?"

With a jump in his heart, Xiao Yan swallowed his saliva. His black eyes, inadvertently, were blazing: "what level of skill is that?"

"The Yellow level is low." Lao Yao's smile made Xiao Yan's face suddenly stiff.

"Old man, are you kidding me?"

A moment later, the top of the mountain rang with the angry roar of the young man.

Looking at the little guy in front of him, whose face was twisted with anger, yaolao smiled proudly. He really had a sense of achievement in making Xiao Yan, who was as calm as a little monster, look like this.

"What's weird about that skill?" Staring at Yao Lao's joking face, Xiao Yan suddenly calmed down and asked with a frown.

"It can evolve!" There was a slight silence, and old Yao smiled.

The pupil suddenly contracted. Xiao Yan stared at Yao Lao in front of him without blinking. After a long time, he shook his head: "impossible! I have never heard of any skill with the ability of evolution!"

"BAM, what do you know, you little fellow? The mainland is vast, and there are countless strange people and things. In the eyes of you little fellow who has never been out of the gama Empire, the impossible things have gone to the sea." Yao Lao sneered with disdain.

Xiao Yan stagnated, and immediately refused to accept. "Have you heard that other skills can evolve?"

The old medicine man's smile was slightly stiff. After a while, he shook his head with a dry smile and said: "it's because there is no such thing that I can show the uniqueness of this skill!"

"Can I really evolve?" Looking at yaolao's serious face, Xiao Yan couldn't help asking again.

"I can really evolve!" Old Yao nodded very affirmatively.

"Have you practiced?" Xiao Yan asked again.

"Er... No." Yaogan smiled and shook his head.

"How about others?"

"Er... No."

On his forehead, the blue veins were agitating, and Xiao Yan's fists were tightly clenched together. He could not resist the impulse to blow them away. His voice suppressed his anger: "no one has practiced it, how do you know it can evolve?"

"That's how it was introduced." Yao Laoshan smiled.

"Is there really such a skill?" His eyebrows wrinkled tightly. Xiao Yan hesitated for a moment, then turned his dark eyes and said, "can I have a look?"

"Hei hei..." glanced at Xiao Yan with a strange smile. The corner of old Yao's mouth cracked, but his voice suddenly changed: "forget it, it's useless for you to read it now. I'll tell you when you become a fighter."

The outstretched palm was a little stiff, and Xiao Yan's mouth convulsed for a long time. Just then, he forced two words from his teeth: "you are cruel!"

He laughed happily. Ignoring Xiao Yan's angry black eyes, yaolao said with a smile: "the task now is to cultivate your fighting Qi to the seventh stage within one year."

"What can you do?" Xiao Yan forced down his curiosity about the mysterious skill and asked with his teeth clenched.

"The cultivation of fighting Qi at the initial stage is mainly to expand the meridians and forge the body, strengthen the veins, and lay a foundation for the cohesion of fighting Qi in the body in the future. Since the human body is at this age stage, the internal veins are most fragile and moldable, so this cultivation process must follow the rules gradually, and no external force measures can be taken. Otherwise, when the internal fighting Qi becomes stronger in the future, the veins will eventually lead to To the end of losing one's life! " Old Yao said gravely.

Xiao Yan understands this point. In the three years since he became a waste, his father, because of his impatience, tried to forcefully inject fighting spirit into his body several times, but each time he braked at an emergency. Therefore, Xiao Yan is very clear about the stakes.

Yaolao glanced at Xiao Yan, who was calm on his small face, nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "it is true for other people, but you are different. The foundation in your body has been solid and reliable as early as three years ago. Moreover, in recent years, your temperament has been firm and you have never missed a day's training. Therefore, your foundation now, as a teacher, can say without hesitation, is very good!"

"Do you want to use external forces to enhance my strength? For example, take pills?" Xiao Yan's eyes turned.

"Almost. However, with the tenacity of your current vein, you can't withstand the impact of any kind of pill energy. Even the lowest level of Qi gathering and dispersing will not work!" Yao Lao smiled faintly.

"The lowest level of Qi gathering powder..." his fingers trembled. Xiao Yan wanted to roll his eyes. The miraculous medicine that was copied to the sky high price in the gama Empire became the lowest level in his mysterious teacher's mouth. The difference between the two really made Xiao Yan feel shocked.

"What's your plan?" Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yan returned to calm, frowned and whispered.

"Hehe, the pill is too powerful and easily hurts the vein, so we must take a more gentle approach!" The old medicine man smiled and said: "tomorrow, you will prepare three complete purple leafy grasses. The longer the year, the better. There are two bone washing flowers. The year of these things is optional. Oh, yes, there is a wooden level-1 magic core. These are all low-level materials. I think you can get them... If someone comes up, I will return to the ring first! In addition, don't let anyone know my existence, including your closest ones." After saying that, yaolao also ignored Xiao Yan's growing mouth and threw it directly into the black ring. The ring trembled slightly and put it on Xiao Yan's finger accurately.

"Three complete purple leafy grasses? Two bone washing flowers? A wooden level-1 magic core? Old man, are you wrong? What royal prince do you think I am? These things add up to at least thousands of gold coins! I have been frugal for so many years, but I only have a deposit of 400 gold coins, which is just enough to buy a level-1 magic core!" Xiao Yan held the ring in his hand, stared and cursed.

"That's your business. Hehe, the warm and nourishing spirit liquid I prepared can't be bought by other people with money. I only want you to give me some materials and money, so I feel sorry for you..." the joking laughter of old Yao rang in Xiao Yan's heart.

"... damn, only rich people can afford to use the things prepared by the pharmacist." Xiao Yan smiled helplessly. He didn't have much pocket money in the Xiao family every month. There were enough 20 gold coins. These money can be put outside to make a civilian family live a full year. But the money used to buy the materials mentioned by the old doctor was just a drop in the bucket. This is the difference!

"Alas, I can only ask someone to borrow..." with a melancholy sigh, Xiao Yan slowly restrained his emotions, and his small face returned to the calm of the past. He turned his head and looked at the mountain road. There, a beautiful purple shadow, just like an elf, leaped lightly.