Lin Zifeng glanced at the old man and said, "Myself."

When he heard Lin Zifeng's answer, the old man was obviously a little surprised. He moved closer to Lin Zifeng and asked again:

"Little friend, can you refine the body tempering pill?"

When hearing the old man's question, Lin Zifeng's pupils shrank slightly.

Although the Body Tempering Pill is not a secret kept by their ghost doctors, there are certainly not many people who know the recipe for the Body Tempering Pill in this day and age.

This old man actually knows the formula for body tempering elixir, which is not very simple.

"Yeah." Lin Zifeng nodded, but there was no need to lie.

Seeing Lin Zifeng nod, the old man showed excitement on his face, and said quickly: "Mr. Lin, I wonder if I can take a step to speak."

Lin Zifeng pondered for a while and finally nodded.

The old man took Lin Zifeng to an unmanned office and said to Lin Zifeng, "I don't know what to call you, little friend?"

"Lin Zifeng, where is senior?" Lin Zifeng asked.

The old man waved his hand and said: "Others call me Old Man Ke, so you can just call me that."

Lin Zifeng nodded, "Senior Ke, I wonder what you want from me?"

Old Man Ke looked at Lin Zifeng, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Master Lin knows how to make pills. I wonder if you can help me refine a pot of pills?"

When Lin Zifeng heard this, he raised his eyebrows and became more curious, "What kind of elixir do you want to refine?"

"Bailing Pill." The pill that Old Man Ke mentioned was the same as the pill that Lin Zifeng imagined.

Because this old man Ke looks like a boy with white hair, but he is already at the peak of Xuan level martial arts.

At this juncture, the pill he needs most is undoubtedly the Bailing Pill.

Lin Zifeng shook his head almost subconsciously. He was not very willing to help others refine elixirs, especially elixirs like Bai Ling Dan, which could greatly improve people.

"Lin Gong

Son, please don't refuse in a hurry. If there are any conditions, you can accept it." Old man Ke said.

Lin Zifeng just thought for a moment and said, "A thousand-year-old blood ginseng as reward, is that okay or not?"

Upon hearing Lin Zifeng's words, Old Ke's face obviously fell.

"Master Lin, please stop joking. If there is a Thousand-Year Blood Ginseng, if I eat it raw, there is a certain chance that I will achieve a breakthrough. Why should I pursue Bai Ling Dan again? Do you think this is true?"

Lin Zifeng shook his head and said: "Then what else do you have that can impress me and let me make elixirs for you? How about a half set of ground-sized silver needles?"

Old Ke's expression darkened again. He never thought that Lin Zifeng's opening would be something he didn't have.

"How about two 500-year-old blood ginseng?" Old Man Ke said through gritted teeth.

Lin Zifeng pondered for a while, two five-hundred-year-old blood ginseng was far inferior to one thousand-year-old blood ginseng.

But it seems good to have two 500-year-old blood ginseng.

"Okay, deal." Lin Zifeng nodded.

Old Ke showed excitement on his face and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, I'll give you the medicinal ingredients first. As for the reward, I'll give it to you after you refine the Bailing Pill."

Lin Zifeng nodded indifferently, this was normal for him.

Old Ke also knew the rules very well and prepared five quantities of medicinal materials for Lin Zifeng to refine the Bailing Pill.

Because normal alchemists will have a certain probability of failure when refining elixirs.

Moreover, the probability of failure is not low.

Therefore, people who ask an alchemist to make elixirs usually prepare a few more medicinal materials.

After all, not everyone is Lin Zifeng. The success rate of alchemy is almost 100%, and he has never failed.

"Okay, tomorrow morning, you come to Biyaju to get the elixir, remember to bring your reward." Lin Zifeng said calmly.

The old man Ke nodded repeatedly, "Okay, thank you very much, Mr. Lin." Lin Zifeng glanced at the old man and said, "Myself."

When he heard Lin Zifeng's answer, the old man was obviously a little surprised. He moved closer to Lin Zifeng and asked again:

"Little friend, can you refine the body tempering pill?"

When hearing the old man's question, Lin Zifeng's pupils shrank slightly.

Although the Body Tempering Pill is not a secret kept by their ghost doctors, there are certainly not many people who know the recipe for the Body Tempering Pill in this day and age.

This old man actually knows the formula for body tempering elixir, which is not very simple.

"Yeah." Lin Zifeng nodded, but there was no need to lie.

Seeing Lin Zifeng nod, the old man showed excitement on his face, and said quickly: "Mr. Lin, I wonder if I can take a step to speak."

Lin Zifeng pondered for a while and finally nodded.

The old man took Lin Zifeng to an unmanned office and said to Lin Zifeng, "I don't know what to call you, little friend?"

"Lin Zifeng, where is senior?" Lin Zifeng asked.

The old man waved his hand and said: "Others call me Old Man Ke, so you can just call me that."

Lin Zifeng nodded, "Senior Ke, I wonder what you want from me?"

Old Man Ke looked at Lin Zifeng, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Master Lin knows how to make pills. I wonder if you can help me refine a pot of pills?"

When Lin Zifeng heard this, he raised his eyebrows and became more curious, "What kind of elixir do you want to refine?"

"Bailing Pill." The pill that Old Man Ke mentioned was the same as the pill that Lin Zifeng imagined.

Because this old man Ke looks like a boy with white hair, but he is already at the peak of Xuan level martial arts.

At this juncture, the pill he needs most is undoubtedly the Bailing Pill.

Lin Zifeng shook his head almost subconsciously. He was not very willing to help others refine elixirs, especially elixirs like Bai Ling Dan, which could greatly improve people.

"Lin Gong

Son, please don't refuse in a hurry. If there are any conditions, you can accept it." Old man Ke said.

Lin Zifeng just thought for a moment and said, "A thousand-year-old blood ginseng as reward, is that okay or not?"

Upon hearing Lin Zifeng's words, Old Ke's face obviously fell.

"Master Lin, please stop joking. If there is a Thousand-Year Blood Ginseng, if I eat it raw, there is a certain chance that I will achieve a breakthrough. Why should I pursue Bai Ling Dan again? Do you think this is true?"

Lin Zifeng shook his head and said: "Then what else do you have that can impress me and let me make elixirs for you? How about a half set of ground-sized silver needles?"

Old Ke's expression darkened again. He never thought that Lin Zifeng's opening would be something he didn't have.

"How about two 500-year-old blood ginseng?" Old Man Ke said through gritted teeth.

Lin Zifeng pondered for a while, two five-hundred-year-old blood ginseng was far inferior to one thousand-year-old blood ginseng.

But it seems good to have two 500-year-old blood ginseng.

"Okay, deal." Lin Zifeng nodded.

Old Ke showed excitement on his face and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, I'll give you the medicinal ingredients first. As for the reward, I'll give it to you after you refine the Bailing Pill."

Lin Zifeng nodded indifferently, this was normal for him.

Old Ke also knew the rules very well and prepared five quantities of medicinal materials for Lin Zifeng to refine the Bailing Pill.

Because normal alchemists will have a certain probability of failure when refining elixirs.

Moreover, the probability of failure is not low.

Therefore, people who ask an alchemist to make elixirs usually prepare a few more medicinal materials.

After all, not everyone is Lin Zifeng. The success rate of alchemy is almost 100%, and he has never failed.

"Okay, tomorrow morning, you come to Biyaju to get the elixir, remember to bring your reward." Lin Zifeng said calmly.
Chapter completed!