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Jiang Zhao went to the medicine hall today, and happened to meet Bandit Chen coming over. The two greeted each other, and then he continued to talk to Lin Ling. bandit.Thinking that he might be suspicious, Jiang Zhao and Lin Ling apologized, and continued: "The price of Xueyan Dan is still too high, and many people who need it can't afford it."

Lin Ling said: "Some materials in Xueyan Pill are already expensive, but now the price is already low."

Jiang Zhao frowned: "Then we can only think about the formula again to see if..." At this moment, he felt that gaze again, and before he could turn his head, Lin Ling said suspiciously: "Brother, you stared at Senior Brother Jiang What's your ass doing?"

Bandit Chen: ... You can eat food indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately, little brother, you are messing around.

Jiang Zhao was also a little embarrassed, he smoothed things over: "Junior Brother Lin, you must have read it wrong."

Lin Ling also said frankly: "But senior brother has been watching for a long time."

Bandit Chen: I am not talking nonsense without you!I stared at it for a long time, but I just swept my ass, what kind of person have I become when you say that!

But can Bandit Chen explain it this way? He can't.

So he changed the subject with a smile: "What is the Xueyan Pill you just mentioned?" It's not unreasonable that Lin Ling is still a miscellaneous student in the medicine hall.

While Lin Ling didn't reply, Jiang Zhao quickly changed the topic: "Xueyan Pill is a elixir for skin regeneration and skin revitalization developed by me and Junior Brother Lin. It has a miraculous effect on the recovery of natural or acquired scars."

"Oh? Is it so amazing?" Bandit Chen pretended to be interested.

"Actually, Senior Brother Jiang came up with the recipe of Xueyan Pill. I just gave him a hand." Lin Ling was embarrassed.

"Junior Brother Lin, don't underestimate yourself. Xueyan Pill won't be able to get out without your discussion." Hearing such praise and approval, Lin Ling scratched the top of her head and smiled honestly.

Bandit Chen asked, "Do you have the elixir in your hands?"

Jiang Zhao showed it to Bandit Chen, and said, "Actually, it's not that miraculous. For Master Yu Xiu, the effect is not as good as recovering his mana. If the mana cannot be recovered, then this pill is useless."

Chen Bie pinched a snow-white ball and sniffed it to the tip of his nose. It smelled faintly of gardenia: "Well, the formula is not very good, it's nothing more than buried snow white bone grass, Linglong Zhaoying flower and other nourishing fairy herbs. You also diluted the ingredients, weakening the efficacy of the medicine?"

Being told that the formula was not good, Lin Ling showed a look of indignation on his face, and was interrupted by Jiang Zhaowen: "Yes, I am afraid that it will burden the body of ordinary people. Those who want to use Xueyan Pill are usually people who have suffered serious injuries , the body is already weak, we dare not use the pills made from the original medicine."

"You've got your heart set on it," Chen Bandit said. "It's just that although those grasses and flowers are common in the cultivation world, they are still rare in the mortal world. How can ordinary people afford them? Why do you bother?"

"Everyone in the world loves beauty, and disfiguring men and women is an unbearable pain. If you can help them restore their original appearance, it will be considered a good deed."

Bie Chen was a little puzzled. He glanced at Jiang Zhao, who was smiling gently, and suppressed his doubts.

"Ordinary people can't afford this Xueyan Pill. You might as well dissolve the pill in water and make it into some kind of Xueyan Water. Not to mention the dilution of the medicine's effect, a pill can melt a tank of water, and the price will not be higher if you sell it. It’s so high. If it doesn’t work, just drink a few more bottles of water until you can accept your own appearance, isn’t that beautiful?”

Receiving Bandit Chen's call, both of them suddenly realized.

After Bandit Chen left, Lin Ling clapped his hands and said to Jiang Zhao, "Brother, this method is very good!"

Jiang Zhao said: "He is an extremely intelligent person, and it's not the first day you and I know how powerful the elder brother is."

Thinking of this, Lin Ling wilted again: "Senior brother has a good family background and high talent, as if he is favored by God alone. The formula we have thought about with so much effort is just not very brilliant according to what he says."

Jiang Zhao shook his head: "Junior Brother Lin, don't underestimate yourself. He took the Xueyan Pill and smelled the ingredients, and he already had a list in his mind, so he said it was not very good, but the amount of ingredients used, the time added to the refining process, He doesn't know anything about it. Even if Eldest Brother can really come up with our Xueyan Pill in time, even better than ours, that's what we figured out first. You are talented in alchemy and medicine, and Eldest Brother and I will learn from the master , no one knows better than me except Master, in terms of this talent, he is no match for you."

Encouraged by this, Lin Ling's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"I kid you not."

Bandit Chen squeezed Xueyan Dan in his hand, leaving behind the fragrance of gardenia.The scent of gardenias is very strong at first, but there is no trace of it on my hand, as if there is a heavy rain in summer, the heat dissipates, and I can smell a faint floral fragrance when I feel refreshed.Say it is strong, but the taste is sometimes absent, say it is weak, and it is everywhere.

Bandit Chen thought of Jiang Zhao again.Bandit Chen didn't know Jiang Zhao well. Although they both worshiped the master as their teacher, Bandit Chen was used to being the young master. If others didn't come to curry favor with him, they wouldn't take the initiative to talk to others.When Jiang Zhao was first brought to the Qingfeng sect by his master, he was small and thin, standing there with his head bowed. When others talked to him, he would only answer a few monosyllabic words. A somewhat uneasy look.

The master, Cheng Yuer, met Jiang Zhao by chance during his travels. He thought he was talented and well-behaved, so he accepted him as an apprentice.At the beginning, Jiang Zhao didn't even understand the common sense of cultivation, and he asked a lot of ridiculous questions, and the other young disciples laughed at him behind his back, although Chen Bandit himself didn't think much of this kid that his master picked up from some countryside , but after all, he is his own junior, so it's okay to bully him, but it's his turn to get someone else.Bandit Chen taught Jiang Zhao several times, and the young disciples on Qingfeng Mountain did not dare to criticize Jiang Zhao anymore.It's just that Jiang Zhao is an idiot, Chen Bandit helped him like this, and he didn't show it at all. He knew that he was a poor boy and didn't have anything valuable to show respect for, but he didn't even have a good voice to call his brother. He yelled softly with his head down, and he couldn't hear it unless he listened carefully.

Fortunately, Bandit Chen didn't care.So when did the two start getting acquainted?Probably because there are always chances to meet each other and get acquainted with each other. Afterwards, the master went on a trip and entrusted Chen Bandit to take care of Jiang Zhao.

One day after a spring rain, Chen Bandit practiced his sword outside, and the drizzle soaked his clothes. He put away his sword and was about to go back to his residence. When he wiped the water droplets from his shoulders, he found that there was an extra paper umbrella on his head.Bandit Chen raised his head and found that after so many years, Jiang Zhao still had such a hard time in his hands. This ordinary oil-paper umbrella cost three yuan outside, and he took a closer look. The handle was worn out, probably Used it for many years.

It was drizzling outside the umbrella, and it was spring back to the land at this time. Although it was cold, fresh green had already appeared on the branches. The branches were wet by the rain, and they were black with anger. The person in front of him had a handsome face and half-black hair. With a shawl, a white shirt, and a blue gauze, he was smiling and saying to himself: "The wine I brewed earlier will be open today, brother, would you like to have a drink at my place?"

After that day, the two had heard Chunlei, seen peach blossoms, confronted each other in the days when the catkins were flying, and argued under the wisteria trellis.When the moon and stars were scarce, the two drank and chatted together in the small building in the middle of the lake, talking about the scenery of various places, and when the stars were shining brightly, they also worked together to deduce the secrets of the sky and argued with each other about who was right and who was wrong.

Chen Bandit is smart, Jiang Zhao is diligent, Chen Bandit has unique insights in swordsmanship, Jiang Zhao is good at brewing wine, Chen Bandit loves market story books, and Jiang Zhao loves rubbing pills.

Chen Bie could tell those fantastic novels in the most rigid and dry terms, but he only dared to tell them to Jiang Zhao, and he always felt that his own stories were lively and lively. ""This is really hurtful", it is the appearance of a pro-junior brother.

The days when the two of them were most intimate were probably then.Later, bandit Chen made golden pills, gathered Yuanying, and often retreated, and his days passed every 50 years.As he got closer to the avenue, his emotions seemed to be more indifferent. He occasionally wanted to visit Jiang Zhao, but found that he hadn't returned after traveling down the mountain for ten years.

Now, Xue Qu called him Azhao, and Lin Ling who appeared out of nowhere was refining the Snow Yan Pill with him, but when he saw him, he still only called Senior Brother, drinking when he had something to do.

Thinking about what Jiang Zhao is doing, it is Ruan Yi and Xue Qu who are having a headache now.

Alas, how could Xue Qu like his junior brother?

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