Broken Night - Chapter 115

[Chapter 111 – Guan Dan]

Broken Night

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Chapter One Hundred and Eleven –

Murong Jie, who looked at Dan like a graceful son, came with a smile from the corner of his mouth, and without looking at the crowd, he walked up the stairs and disappeared into the upper floors.

The people in the lower layers held their breaths and pricked up their ears.

Xu Yan and the others were amused, they would encounter this at any restaurant.

It seems that the popularity of this restaurant is not because of the famous food, but because of this month’s gathering.

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Upstairs, a group of young people are chatting casually.

Some hold the cups in mutual respect, while others are talking eloquently.

Most of the topics discussed were related to medicine or Dan Tao.

Because this is Pingnan, the Holy Land of Pill Dao.

Regardless of the north and the south, Pingnan is recognized as the strongest medical holy place.

Whether it is from diagnosis to medicine, or alchemy, he is the strongest. Countless doctors, alchemists and tattooists are rushing to Pingnan.

On the upper floor, there is a surrounding wine table but it is as calm as water.

A teenager was sitting here pondering for himself, but drinking tea.

Looking closely, all the young people in the upper class were drinking tea and not drinking alcohol.

This is the doctor’s rule.

Alcohol can cause confusion in the mind of the doctor, and this kind of confusion is never allowed by the doctor.

Regardless of medical skills or alchemy, they all focus on precision, which is not bad at all.

As the saying goes, the difference is a thousand miles away.

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Seeing Murong Jie’s arrival, all the young people or women all brightened up and greeted each other one after another.

However, some women’s eyes showed admiration. With Murong Jie’s outstanding appearance and his aristocratic demeanor, he was undoubtedly the image of a lover that countless women dreamed of.

And the boy who had been silent the whole time also opened his eyes.

His eyes are very large and energetic, like two stars suspended in the night sky.

Although he looks young, he has a calm air.

The young people on the upper floors of the restaurant split into two factions in an instant, one faction surrounded Murong Jie, and the other faction surrounded the young man.

That boy was naturally the son of the Hei family—Ping Qing.

Pingqing didn’t stand up either, just waved his hand at will: “Mr. Murong, please sit down.” Murong Jie folded his

fists

and smiled, “You’re welcome below.”

The voice went straight to the bottom, and some spectators who were familiar with the situation below praised: “Mr. Murong’s temperament is bright, and he really deserves to be the most powerful young generation to compete with the Hei family.

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On the young face, there is an aura that is only possessed by the children of an aristocratic family. It can be published here.”

“Our Pingnan Renjiehui is a place to promote the progress of all the lords. We are the future of Pingnan as a city, so that Pingnan will not be called green and yellow.”

“I am not Pingqing .

I don’t mind that there are people with superb medical skills and you can exchange medical skills and alchemy experience with you, but if you want to divide Pingnan… it is no longer a matter of our outstanding people, but a matter of the entire Pingnan.

” When he said that, Murong Jie’s always gentle smile also faded, and then he clasped his fists and said, “Young Master Ping said it is very true, the younger generation such as me should take it as our responsibility to maintain the glory of our Pingnan.”

Ping Qing’s words were so powerful that even those who supported Murong Jie had to repeatedly say yes.

However, Pingqing seemed very indifferent to this, and waved his hand casually: “Let’s start.”

The monthly gathering of the Renjiehui began, but at the lower level, it was not only the ordinary people’s gathering, and many tattooists or doctors also came. .

The so-called “renjie” means “Junjie” among people.

Even if the age requirement of the Renjiehui is under 20 years old, they are the most outstanding disciples of aristocratic families in Pingnan to be eligible to enter.

Therefore, although they are young, they have their own set of understandings regardless of medical skills and alchemy.

The arguments and exchanges between them are very useful to those doctors or tattooists who came from Mupingnan.

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more than half an hour has passed.

All the younger generations are talking to each other about their doubts about medicine and alchemy, but there is also the meaning of mutual consideration.

And in this, just as the people in front of him will be divided into two factions.

The Heike faction and the Murong faction are always attentive to each other. Often, if one faction asks a question while the other is thinking hard, the one who asks the question will be proud.

Pingqing frowned at all this, but did not say anything to stop it.

Although it is a bit against the original intention of the Renjiehui, it is also a way to promote progress, so he can only let it go.

At this time, Murong Jie smiled and stood up: “I have some questions about the Dan Dao technique, and I want to ask Mr. Ping for advice.”

Ping Qing just glanced at him lightly: “It’s okay to say it.”

And the whole restaurant After hearing Murong Jie’s voice, he was even more silent and held his breath.

coming!

Murong Jie smiled casually and said, “In the early days, if you had an understanding of the way of alchemy, you could refine one elixir, but this furnace only produced one elixir. I didn’t dare to act rashly, but after all, it was elixir that came from enlightenment. Dan is also quite curious about this. Please ask the Heike son to watch Dan.”

His words shocked the entire restaurant.

Dan Wu!

The so-called Dan Wu is just like the epiphany of the tattoo artist.

It’s just that the epiphany of the tattoo artist is related to the battle of tattoo skills, the epiphany of the tattoo artist is related to the perception of his tattoo, and the enlightenment of the alchemist is the epiphany of the alchemist when he makes alchemy.

These epiphanies are unavoidable.

The epiphany itself is equivalent to a kind of adventure, and the alchemist’s alchemy will produce all kinds of whimsy and refine some special medicinal pills.

These medicinal pills themselves do not have medicinal formulas, but are made out of thin air based on Dan Wu. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they are unique in the world.

I saw Murong Jie slapped the jade card of the family crest from his waist, and a wooden box the size of a slap appeared in the palm of his hand.

He threw it towards Ping Qing, but Ping Qing just took it at will, and opened the wooden box.

Huh…

A burst of Danxiang wafted into the nostrils, filling the entire restaurant in an instant, and the faces of those who smelled were intoxicated.

What kind of dan is it that can possess such dan incense.

And some of the old tattoo masters who are good at alchemy are shaking their heads and smiling, now the Hei family is in trouble.

They are all seniors in the Dan Dao, but although they don’t know the efficacy of the medicine, they can already judge that this is infinitely close to the third-level tattoo.

And Pingqing is limited to cultivation, and can only refine first-order medicinal pills, and second-order pills are already reluctant. How can he observe pills and distinguish pills for such medicinal pills that are close to third-order?

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Pingqing ignored everything around him, looked at the round medicinal pill in the wooden box very carefully, and then said, “The color of the medicinal pill is pink and smooth. Disperse.”

He took a deep breath again, as if he had sucked the mist that filled his body into his nose, and after thinking for a moment, he slowly said, “There are bursts of psychedelic meaning in the smell, which directly invades the spirit, and its power is huge. If Ping sees it well, this is a magic pill.”

Everyone who was planning to see Ping Qing’s joke had a stagnant expression on his face.

Magic Dan?