The content is very complicated and messy, like a person's miscellaneous notes, but even a fool can see how valuable this notebook is.

Chen Qingfeng looked up at Muyan blankly, "Miss Jun, you... why did you give me this?"

This time, even Xiaobao couldn't bear it anymore.

Finally, he uttered those two words coldly again, "Stupid! Damn!"

Chen Qingfeng was aroused, as if Xiaobao's "idiot" sentence suddenly opened up the two channels of Ren and Du.

His eyes suddenly widened, and he trembled: "Miss Jun, you...you want to teach me how to make medicine?"

Muyan shook her head, "After all, I'm not completely stupid."

"Kekeke... But this should be your secret. How can you teach it to me, an outsider?"

This book of mystical medicine is indeed Muyan's notes on his experiences while studying medicine refining in the mountains for the past four years.

If you take it outside and sell it to an alchemist, it will definitely fetch a sky-high price.

But to Muyan now, this is really not a secret.

Because her real secret of refining medicine is no longer a prescription, but the Heavenly Demonic Piano and the skill of a divine musician.

However, Chen Qingfeng, a stupid young man, couldn't explain it clearly.

Muyan raised her eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "A real man, don't worry about mother-in-law and mother-in-law. Whether you want to learn or not is a matter of just one sentence."

"Study, learn, learn!" Chen Qingfeng held the mysterious medicine manual in his arms as if he had found a treasure, and kowtowed to Muyan several times, "Miss Jun, don't worry, even if I don't eat or sleep every day, I will definitely not

It lives up to your expectations.”

…

Let’s not talk about how Chen Qingfeng spent the next few days forgetting to eat and sleep, and plunged into refining medicine.

Not to mention how Junji Pharmacy became so prosperous and popular throughout the city under Ruyan's operation and Lao Tao's protection.

In the next few days, Muyan's attention was focused on the dozen slaves in the ghost market.

The Ghost City Tens of Thousands Cave is called Tens of Thousands Cave, and of course there are so many slaves in it that you can’t even count them.

And among these dozen slaves, one could tell from the stern look in their eyes and the evil aura emanating from their bodies that none of them were kind.

However, Muyan said: She is very satisfied.

"I can give you a chance." Muyan glanced at these people and said straight to the point, "As long as you win, I will let you go free and guarantee that neither Gui Shi nor I will trouble you again. But if you lose,

, you have to be obedient and work hard for me. Do you have any objections?"

More than a dozen slaves looked at each other with dazzling eyes.

But no one was overjoyed.

One of the men, whose face was covered with scars and looked scarier than Yan Haotian, stepped forward and asked in a rough voice: "Who are we going to win? Is it you or him?"

The scarred man pointed his hand at Yan Haotian.

With the help of Lao Tao in Junji Pharmacy, Muyan transferred Yan Haotian to Xiaobao's side.

Let him fully obey Xiaobao's orders and take care of Xiaobao.

When the scarred man asked, each of the dozen slaves looked at Yan Haotian nervously as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

In the ghost market, there are few slaves who don't know about the "Mad No. 3" who was victorious in every battle in the Colosseum.

Even though some of them have higher cultivation than Yan Haotian, they have never benefited from him.

When Muyan saw the expressions on these slaves, she raised the corners of her lips and revealed a gentle smile, which was indescribably bright and moving.
Chapter completed!