Su Yu's eyes slowly swept through the hall. In the spacious hall, he passed over the pharmacists and alchemists. Su Yu's eyes finally stopped on the middle-aged man in the hall. He was not wearing the pharmacist's robe and sat on the chair with a big golden sword. As the tiger's eyes opened and closed, he felt a bit arrogant without anger.

"Mr. Zhang, didn't you ask that you should come in at least a pharmacist or above? What did this pharmacist come here for?"

A first-grade alchemist couldn't help but frown.

"Yes, I haven't seen this person before. It's probably a liar. Hurry up and stop us from getting an eye-catching look!"

Another pharmacist said that he was extremely flattering to the alchemist, but he treated Su Yu with a arrogant attitude and looked down upon him.

"In the general manager of Xia Lingyao Pavilion, Zhang Da, I wonder what the little brother is called?" The middle-aged man at the first hall fell on Su Yu and asked with a smile.

"Da Wangshan, Su Yu." After Su Yu said that, Han Dapeng immediately interfered: "It was Mr. Zhao who asked us to come."

Manager Zhang's expression condensed. Mr. Zhao's identity was extremely special. The owner of Lingyao Pavilion often came to this small Dongzhou County branch for Mr. Zhao.

"Oh, hehe, it turned out to be recommended by Mr. Zhao, please sit down." Manager Zhang nodded suddenly and laughed.

"Hmph!" Many people snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied with Su Yu on an equal footing with them.

"Okay, no matter what his identity is, just wait and shut up and don't bother us to treat us." The only second-grade alchemist said arrogantly. No matter whether he is a pharmacist or a pharmacist, he didn't even take it seriously since Su Yu came in. "Since there are so many people, should we take it to see the blood mist flower?"

"Okay, let's take the blood mist flower here." Mr. Zhang nodded and gestured to the maid with his eyes.

It took not long before a pot of spiritual medicine was brought in.

The leaves of this elixir are extremely thin and small, which makes the flowers very conspicuous, and the flowers are blood-red all over, which is really as their name as blood.

The flowers are trumpet-shaped, and they are all blood-red from the flowers to the stamens. However, if you look closely, you can find that there are many black spots hidden in the flowers. These spots are extremely small, but they are dense, making people feel numb when they see them.

The branches of the flowers were slamming weakly, and you could tell at a glance that the blood fog flower was already terminally ill and could not last long.

"You are all famous alchemy masters near Dongzhou County. Please take action to treat this blood mist flower. For those who have successfully treated it, my Spirit Medicine Pavilion promises him to choose three spiritual medicines at will in the Medicine Garden!" General Manager Zhang said solemnly.

"Three plants!"

All the pharmacists exclaimed, and their eyes flashed.

Needless to say, there are so many spiritual medicines in the Spirit Medicine Pavilion. What is the most attractive thing for the pharmacist is naturally the spiritual medicine!

Sometimes, in order to get one elixir, you even have to use your life as a bet. You can imagine the temptation of choosing three at will.

Su Yu also felt aroused. What he was interested in was not the three spiritual medicines, but entering the medicine garden!

The Medicine Garden in the Spirit Medicine Pavilion must be very cautious, and it will be difficult to get in. If you can enter the Medicine Garden and touch all the spiritual medicines in the entire medicine garden, then will the task of collecting spiritual medicines be accomplished a large part of it!

"Mr. Zhang, since you ask me to wait, I will naturally do my best. Please tell me the symptoms of Blood Mist Flower in detail first!" said the second-grade doctor who was speaking just now.

"Okay!" I knew that it was related to whether the Blood Mist Flower could be had to be neglected. "This Blood Mist Flower has always been the best care in my Lingyao Pavilion. Every day, the pharmacists of my Lingyao Pavilion will take turns to take care of them. The flowers are as red as blood. But more than half a month ago, the color of the Blood Mist Flower seemed to have lost Huaze, and there were black spots in the depths of the petals. The specific symptoms... I can't tell you, but I know that its condition is getting worse and worse. My Lingyao Pavilion's pharmacists have tried many methods but have no effect."

"Suddenly becoming listless, it must be someone who has done something to slap. Could it be poisoned?" a pharmacist suddenly said.

The vitality of the spiritual medicine is strong, and as long as you take proper care, there will generally be no accident. However, if someone makes trouble, it is easy to destroy a spiritual medicine.

"We have also suspected this, tried various detection methods, and looked up classics, but there were no signs of poisoning."

Not to mention the place where the Spirit Medicine Pavilion is, it is not only a strict guard, but also a master who plays spiritual medicine. The possibility of poisoning is not high.

Since it is said that there is no, it shouldn't be.

"I'll take a look!"

The second-grade alchemist got up and came to General Manager Zhang, looked down at the Blood Mist Flower, and after a moment, his brows were tightly frowned, with hesitation in his eyes.

"The petals lose their luster, the branches hang down, and the spiritual energy of the blood mist flower is gradually lost. This is a characteristic of the extreme reduction in vitality." After looking at it for a while, I couldn't help but shake my head: "How could the vitality of the fifth-level spiritual medicine be lost so obviously?"

"There are black spots on the petals. Could it be the spirit-eating insect?"

His eyes suddenly widened and he said an extremely bold guess.

"Spiritual Eater?!" All the pharmacists stood up suddenly and looked at the second-grade alchemist, "Master Lin Dan, are you sure?"

"The spirit-eating insects are as thin as pinholes, which are difficult to identify with the naked eye. They like to gather together. Countless spirit-eating insects gather together and condense into black spots, making a living by sucking spiritual power. This is indeed a feature."

Many pharmacists shivered, looking at the dark spots on the petals with fear, their bodies slightly away, and even the second-grade alchemist was "picking"

"Take" took three steps backwards.

"Don't panic, the spirit-eating insect lives by devouring people's spiritual power. We have confirmed the black spots on the blood mist flower. There is no life characteristic inside it, and it is definitely not a spirit-eating insect!" Manager Zhang hurried out to comfort him.

After hearing Manager Zhang's assurance, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and once again set their eyes on the Blood Mist Flower.

"Have you ever tried Wood Spirit Liquid?"

After hesitating for a moment, the second-grade alchemist couldn't help asking again.

Wooden Spirit Liquid can improve the vitality of plants and stimulate the potential power of plants. Even dying dead trees can bring new vitality.

"I've tried it, but... it's not very useful!" Manager Zhang shook his head again.

"Even the wood spirit liquid is useless?"

This time, not only this second-grade alchemist, but also other pharmacists also looked solemn and frowned.

The price of wood spirit liquid is very expensive. It is made by the elves using tributaries of the Spring of Life. It can be regarded as the first choice for the treatment of spiritual medicine. Isn’t this useless?

It is of little use, which means that the state of the Blood Mist Flower has reached an extremely pessimistic level, which may not be reversed by human forces.

"I have a set of wood-attribute exercises, let's try it..."

"I have a magic weapon with wood attributes, and I can also give it a try."

The pharmacists either use powerful means or discuss why the Blood Mist Flower has become like this. For a while, it is full of methods and is extremely lively.
Chapter completed!