The Lame Daoist Priest: The 412nd magical potion

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My soul is severely damaged and my head is dizzy. Before I can see what is going on, the battle over there is over.

Of course, the winner is our Higgs. It seems that Ivan has already guessed the result, so he is so calm.

Although Higgs won the victory, it was also a terrible victory. He paid a great price and was shattered from the waist down. At this time, the upper body was floating in front of us, very strange...

Ivan and the others have a total of 20 people. After a battle, there are 12 left. The ending is pretty good. Two fourth-level soldiers and six fifth-level soldiers were killed. Everyone was wounded. Except for Higgs, I was the most injured. Damage to the soul is not a trivial matter. Maybe it will affect the talent and make me stop at level 7 and 4 forever.

Oh, no, I just made a breakthrough in the battle, now it's level 7 and level 3...

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At this time we were flying back, and Ivan was still holding my shoulder, because I was so dizzy and unable to fly by myself.

Ivan said as he took me to fly, "I would like to thank you this time. If you didn’t hold the fourth-level repairer, my men would lose more. So if I don’t kill you this time, I will pay it back. Personal feelings, but next time if I have a chance, I will still get rid of you."

Listening to Ivan speaking these words without shyness, I snorted and didn't answer.

Ivan continued: "The time has just passed one day, and there are two days left. It's better to go to the city and have fun. Of course, you can't reveal the secrets of Nether. By the way, give Jin Sanpang a treatment for his injuries."

A fifth-level soldier asked: "Captain, is this proper?"

"It's okay. Anyway, it won't reveal the secrets of Netherworld. Just consider it a vacation. There are many specialties in the third world. You can buy some back."

I asked: "Captain Ivan, you just said, give me treatment for my injury? Can the trauma of the soul be healed?"

"Of course, don't you know something like ‘pharmaceutical’?" Ivan asked with a glance at me.

I hurriedly closed my mouth and stopped talking, otherwise it would make me look like a dumpling and don't understand anything.

Ivan said: "Not far in front is the'Oljac City'. Don't cause trouble after entering the city. If you want to buy something, just pay the demon pill directly. You can move freely after entering the city. You will be in the city after 24 hours. Gather at the door..."

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Soon, we entered a prosperous city, and the people were divided into many groups. Of course, each group had people who knew the language of the third world.

Ivan, I, and a fourth-level soldier are in the same group. We all want to buy ‘pharmaceuticals’.

Ivan didn’t know the way, so he stopped a fat man in a feces yellow robe, and communicated in unintelligible language, only to see the fat man showing an excited and wretched look, holding Ivan’s hand as if An old friend I haven’t seen for many years, this made me very curious, and asked the fourth-level soldier next to him: "Louis, what are they talking about?"

This fourth-level soldier used to attack a middle-aged hunk with me. He admired my strength very much. He explained: "Captain Ivan asked the fat man if he knew where there is a pharmacy. The fat man expressed his excitement. Said he was selling medicine."

I looked up and down at the fat man in the feces-yellow robe, how he didn't look like a doctor, wouldn't it be a fake medicine?

Louis explained it to me, saying that the medicine has nothing to do with the doctor. The doctor is in the hospital, and the medicine is extracted by the pharmacist. There are two concepts.

I closed my mouth again, otherwise they would treat me like a dumpling again.

Next, the wretched fat man took us to turn left and right, and came to a small, remote, small shop. The business here was deserted and it seemed that no one came to buy medicine.

After Louis translation, the name of this store is: Qu Nimei Pharmacy Chain Store.

(The following dialogues are all translated by Louis.)

The fat man in the feces yellow robe asked: "Three strong guys, I don’t know what kind of medicine they want to buy? Our Qu Nimei pharmacy chain stores are absolutely fair, and the young people are not deceived! And recently we have an opening banquet event, all medicines are available. 20% off!"

Ivan asked, "Is that the pharmacist on the second floor?"

The wretched fat man froze for a moment and said, "This strong man, please don't let your mental power peek into our privacy. Of course we have pharmacists. All the medicines in this shop are made by our own pharmacists. They are absolutely safe and guaranteed. ."

"Well, I need a medicine that can heal the soul. If you don't have one, please ask your pharmacist to prepare it."

"What? Heal the soul? That's something that can only be prepared by a senior pharmacist!" The fat man exclaimed wretchedly.

Ivan glanced at the shocked fat man: "Didn’t you just now have any medicine in your store? Didn’t you just say that the best pharmacy store in the entire third world is yours? Our time is very urgent and we are delayed. If we have time, you have to compensate us."

"This, this..." The wretched fat man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, tidyed up his feces-yellow robe, and said calmly, "This strong man, you know, senior pharmacists have tempers." Yes, and it’s not easy to invite them, let them sell, I’m afraid the price will double."

"As long as you can take out the medicine, money is not a problem." Ivan glanced at this small shop and urged: "Hurry up and ask the pharmacist out."

"Are you sure?" The wretched fat man swallowed and asked.

I can see that 90% of fat people are talking big, and listening to their tone, senior pharmacists seem to be very rare. How can there be senior pharmacists in this small shop of wretched fat people?

Ivan also settled on this point: "I'm sure, go find it, and give you five minutes. If you can't find it, you must compensate us for a fourth-level demon pill."

The fat man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with the sleeve of the feces yellow robe, and said desperately: "The original price of this medicine should be two million, but if the senior pharmacist in this shop sells it, the price will be increased to three. Double! Six million! If the three powerhouses are sure, I'll go and call the pharmacist right away!"

As long as you are not a fool, you can see that this fat man is doing the last struggle, he can't take out that kind of medicine at all, he wants to deceive us.

Ivan nodded surely.

I don't know if it was my illusion. The fat man showed a wretched smile and ran down the stairs to the second floor. After a while, he walked down with a young woman.

This woman is wearing a blue plaid robe, with long black hair hanging down, a round face, big eyes, and fair skin. He is about twenty-two years old, and he is about one to sixty-five years old. He looks relatively ordinary, but his eyes are very soft, giving people a sense of closeness.

The woman glanced at me and said to the wretched fat man: "Go and get me a bottle of healing potion, a bottle of dizziness potion, and a bottle of concentrated potion."

Fatty brought three bottles of potions of different colors. This so-called medicine is packed in a bottle similar to a test tube.

The woman took out an empty test tube, took out the three bottles of medicament separately, poured them in the test tube and shook them, and handed them to the fat man, "Give him a drink, don't bother me if it's okay." The woman finished. Turned around and walked upstairs.

Ivan stopped her: "Wait. These three cheap potions can heal soul wounds when mixed together? Are you playing around with me, a third-level cultivator?"

The fat man said proudly: "I would like to introduce this grandly. This is the chief pharmacist of our pharmacy. She has never missed the medicine she prepared! Is it true or not? You will know if you try it?"

Ivan winked at me and told me to drink the potion.

Damn it! I was treated as a guinea pig! But looking at the wretched fat man's confident expression, it should be no problem.

Level 4 Soldier Louis also whispered to me: "It's okay. Those three potions are not poisons. You can drink them well and not bad. Try it."

I dubiously took the test tube from the wretched fat man and drank it in one gulp...

The feeling of comfort came from the whole body, and the soul was quickly repaired! God! I opened my eyes and looked at the woman in surprise. The fat man in the feces yellow robe was smug: "How is it? Useful? Didn't you lie to you? Please pay the money, six million."

Ivan naturally understands that he has been tricked by the obscene fat man, and his face is green at this time. This obscene fat man definitely had a premeditated plan! He was pretending to be weak on purpose just now! Play pig eat tiger!

I said, "No problem. In addition, give me ten bottles of the healing potion, concentration potion, and vertigo potion." Of course, Louis translated this for me.

At this time, the female pharmacist said: "The three kinds of medicines are toxic when mixed together. They must be arranged in a precise ratio to restore the soul. You are not a pharmacist, don't try it lightly." , The woman didn't pay attention to us, and went back to the second floor.

Then... Ivan said he made the bet, and he would pay for it, but I pushed his demon pill back. After all, I drink the medicine, not to mention that I have robbed ten fifth-level demon pills from Ivan before.

In just a few minutes, my soul is basically repaired! !

Moreover, after understanding, the three potions together are not worth a nine-level demon pill! In other words, it is not worth even ten thousand! Ten thousand can buy dozens of bottles of this kind of medicine! This highlights the woman's power. She is by no means an ordinary pharmacist...

I have seen how powerful the potion is, of course I have to buy more and go back! !

There are healing potions, which can repair physical trauma within a period of time; there are hidden potions, which can restore hidden power in a short time; vertigo potions, which are poisons, can make people feel dizzy; concentrate the potions to make your own Concentration of mental power, exert a stronger attack power...

There are hundreds of potions in the store, but I only bought three: 50 bottles of advanced healing potions, 2 million. 50 bottles of high-level hidden potion, two million. Plus a bottle of soul-repairing potion, which is the kind I drank just now. This time Fatty gave a discount and only charged the original price, two million.

Two million is also called only the original price? Looking at the wretched smile of the **** fat man, I have the urge to beat him up.

(Three changes today.)