Deng Jiuling had to solve the problem of Ruda Dantian, but it was not complicated.
Deng Jiuling can concoct medicine and help Ruda solve the Dantian problem with only a small amount of materials.
With Deng Jiuling's current authority, these materials are not available at all.
But for the little fat man, this is nothing.
Deng Jiuling prescribes so many medicinal materials.
Just want to see, in this Dalin Temple.
Can you collect the materials for refining Banbu Pill
"Boss, you have some of these materials in the medicine refining hall, but I don't have enough authority to get it."
"In addition, there are a few medicinal materials. Although they are not very valuable, they are difficult to obtain."
The little fat man looked serious, and circled all the medicinal materials he could get.
Deng Jiuling took a closer look and found that the medicinal materials that the little fat man had circled were all medicinal materials used to treat Ruda.
The medicinal materials that the little fat man has no authority are all medicinal materials for refining Banbu Pill.
The little fat man had no permission to get it, as Deng Jiuling had expected.
This does not matter.
As long as these medicinal materials exist in Dalin Temple, Deng Jiuling will continue to save his sect contribution, and he will eventually get one day.
As for the medicinal materials that the little fat man said are difficult, they are also the medicinal materials for Ruda.
"These medicinal materials that are difficult to obtain are very valuable?" Deng Jiuling asked tentatively.
"It's not a matter of money. For example, this seven-color grass is the owner of the dining hall of the Seventh Hall. The private product of Wang Lun, a white-clothed celebrity, is relatively rare."
"According to the rules of the Dalin Code, if Wang Lun is unwilling to give it, there is no way."
The little fat man gave a wry smile and explained the reason.
There are many disciples in Dalin Temple, and their sources are also very messy.
Among these disciples, especially the disciples of the Seventh Mountain, many people plant medicinal materials.
This behavior is encouraged by the Medicine Refining Hall.
The disciples who plant good medicinal materials will be rewarded and even promoted by leapfrogging.
Even to encourage the planting of herbs, the Refining Medicine Hall will provide extra protection to these disciples.
The status of handyman is not high, the entry path is narrow, and it is easy to be bullied.
Many aspiring elite handymen went to the seventh district and tried to plant herbs.
It is very difficult to join any other area.
But as long as you have a unique herb, you can join it regardless of its value.
When Wang Lun first started, he was often bullied because he was a scholar and had no power to bind a chicken.
Even once, after a strong man was drunk, he slapped Wang Lun, who had a thin skin and tender flesh, as a sister.
From then on, Wang Lun's personality changed drastically and disappeared for a while.
When Wang Lun appeared again, he had already had a seven-colored medicinal material in his hand.
This medicinal material is very beautiful. Although it has little medicinal value, it has great ornamental value. It was appreciated by a female elder of the Refining Medicine Hall.
From then on, Wang Lun opened the hanging mode, counterattacked all the way, and finally became the lord of the seventh hall.
Even because of the support of the female elders, coupled with the constant consumption of natural resources, and hard practice.
Twenty years later, Wang Lun already exists as the Great Pillar among the bottom disciples of Dalin Temple.
"There is only one seven-color grass. To Wang Lun, it is like a treasure, and no one will give it."
The little fat man smiled bitterly and said: "Moreover, with Wang Lun's current status in the arena, no one dares to force him."
If it is a herb with strong pharmacology, there may be strong ones who will directly take it.
But this kind of medicinal herb that is only ornamental and does not have much medicinal value, no one has looked at it at all.
Even the female elder who liked Seven Colors Grass gradually lost interest and no longer paid attention as she got older.
"By the way, the boss, Wang Lun and Huang Fei, the relationship is very unusual."
"You beat Huang Fei this time. If you want Seven Colors Grass, it's probably very difficult."
The little fat man said with a wry smile.
If there is no such thing as Huang Fei, the little fat man is in the arena of the seventh mountain.
As long as you pay a sufficient price and say something nice, the problem shouldn't be big.
But Deng Jiuling poured it out, and a beer bottle was capped, which directly exploded Huang Fei's head and opened the scoop for him.
Not only that, but the little fat man was also involved and beat Huang Fei.
Little Fatty is simple and honest, but he is not a fool. He understands this and Wang Lun will definitely hate it.
Wang Lun did not come to trouble Deng Jiuling, this is already thank God.
Now, Deng Jiuling wants to get Wang Lun’s precious herbs. Is this possible
Of course not!
"Big Brother, forget it, the big deal, I will stay at the Eighth Mountain, honestly for the rest of my life, just as a chef."
Gululu!
While drinking the boring wine, Ruda looked depressed and said with a sorrowful smile.
As a former Tianjiao, Ruda has been depressed for three years with today's waste material.
This time, Ruda had just ignited hope, but suddenly despaired.
This kind of joy and compassion almost collapsed Ruda.
Even the third brother Xuan was drinking dull wine, and Tiruda was depressed.
The little fat man was not able to help, so he was naturally depressed.
"It's okay, I will go to the Seventh Mountain and take a trip." Deng Jiuling said with a smile.
what
Hearing this, the brothers were dumbfounded.
Is this... OK
"Drink, talk about it tomorrow." Deng Jiuling said with a smile.
Ok!
The brothers shook their heads slightly, feeling that Deng Jiuling was just comforting Ruda, and did not take it seriously.
Boom!
Soon, the brothers were all drunk and lay on the ground.
In a short while, snoring sounded everywhere, one after another.
Suddenly!
Deng Jiuling struck a carp and stood up.
"Three brothers, you have to sleep for a while, I will go to the seventh mountain, Tiruda will retrieve the seven colored grass."
Deng Jiuling smiled slightly, turned into streamer, and drifted away.
In fact, when there is no alternative to the little fat man.
In Deng Jiuling's mind, there was already a solution.
It's just that this method has some twists and turns and is dangerous.
In order not to worry the brothers, Deng Jiuling changed his words temporarily, without saying clearly.
"Xiao Huang, come here."
On the way, Deng Jiuling beckoned when he met the little yellow-haired brother who was picking vegetables.
"Boss." Huang Mao's younger brother quickly walked over.
"Take me to the Seventh Mountain Hall, hurry up." Deng Jiuling said lightly.
"Okay." Little Brother Huang Mao nodded and turned to lead the way.
Silent all the way, the two were speechless.
"Boss, why are you going to the Seventh Mountain?" Little Brother Huang Mao asked tentatively, breaking his silence.
"Kick the hall." Deng Jiuling said lightly.
what
Hearing this, the little brother Huang Mao was dumbfounded.
"The boss must be joking."
Picking up the vegetables, Little Brother Huang Mao thought secretly.
Wang Lun, a white-robed scholar on the Seventh Mountain, is a very powerful figure in the minds of the handyman disciples on the Seventy-two Mountain.
Although Wang Lun's reputation is not very good.
Even in the legend, Wang Lun has special hobbies and seems not interested in women.
However, no matter how you say it, Wang Lun has risen step by step from obscurity, relying on his own efforts, and eventually become a great power.
Wang Lun has no wealth background, but he can rely on a female elder who refining medicine.
Amazing!
The little brother Huang Mao is not ashamed of Wang Lun, but he feels very inspirational about the story of Wang Lun's rise.
Little brother Huang Mao even knew that Wang Lun's martial arts was so high that he could even rival the inner disciples.
But Deng Jiuling was one, just a few days after he started.
Relying on good luck, planting vegetables to curry favor with Brother Xuan's hanging silk.
Actually, dare to go to the gym
Damn it!
This... What a joke!
In this regard, Deng Jiuling smiled without saying a word and did not explain.
Soon, Deng Jiuling and Little Brother Huang Mao had appeared at the foot of the Seventh Mountain.
Deng Jiuling stood with his hands in his hands, looked up, and found that the hall on the top of the mountain looked exceptionally magnificent under the afterglow of the setting sun.
"The Seventh Mountain is the site of the Medicine Refining Hall. The disciples here are generally not high, but they are very rich."
"Even the canteen on the Seventh Mountain is magnificent and is known as the most local canteen."
Looking at the canteen on the top of the mountain, the little brother Huang Mao smashed his mouth with emotion on his face.
Among the 72 mountains of Dalin Temple, Wang Lun ranked in the top ten, perhaps not the strongest hall master.
But among the seventy-two canteen halls, the canteen on the Eighth Mountain felt that it was the most local tyrant.
Because the medicine refining hall is the richest!
In the seventy-two halls, no matter which disciple of the hall was injured, they would go to the alchemy hall to ask for medicine.
Although the handymen on the Seventy-two Mountain cannot afford the medicine, they can buy cheap healing medicine for the handymen on the Eighth Mountain.
Wang Lun has 3,000 people under his command, and he specializes in dispensing medicine.
After two decades of development, Wang Lun sells all the healing medicines used by the 72 Mountain Handyman.
So Wang Lun is very rich!
Even the 10,000 handymen in the Eighth Mountain, in addition to direct control of 3,000 disciples.
The other seven thousand handymen were also indirectly in charge by Wang Lun.
Wang Lun, a desolate talent in the Western Regions, can rely on his own efforts to have the current status of the arena.
All of this makes people admire, admire, and even awe.
however!
On the way to the mountain, Deng Jiuling disapproved and looked disdainful when listening to Huang Mao’s narration.
"This hall is magnificent and magnificent at first glance, full of the majesty and weight of the Buddhist school."
"But when you look closely, it's not like that."
Through the gods' eyes, Deng Jiuling discovered that this hall contained a monstrous evil spirit.
This shows that in the past two decades, many people have been killed in the hall.
"Unexpectedly, Wang Lun was actually a beast with a garb."
The closer to the main hall, the yin and evil aura made Deng Jiuling more uncomfortable.
Deng Jiuling sits on life and death, but is the living king of Hades, who is naturally kind to the evil spirits.
But this evil spirit made Deng Jiuling very uncomfortable, even disgusted.
This shows that the evil spirits in this place are all rubbish, and they are useless for the cultivation of the underground palace.
This is a long-term cruelty to innocent people, and it accumulates into poisonous gas under the eternal time.
This kind of poisonous gas, even if it is contacted by the underworld, will be very uncomfortable and even sick.
"How cold this place is, it's obviously summer now."
Even the little brother Huang Mao who didn't know anything, the closer he got to the top of the mountain, the more chill he felt.
"It seems that today, even if it's not for Ruda's business, I will do harm to the people."
Deng Jiuling looked cold, and finally walked to the door of the Seventh Hall.