shock!The big sister is crazy to criticize the villain

Hearing what the woman said, Bai Qingyue couldn't help but clicked her tongue, shook her head and said, "Miss, what you said is wrong. As the saying goes, as long as the medicinal effect is good, no matter how much it costs, it is worth it."

"And look, I write in black and white, but if it doesn't work well, I don't need money. You can try it on the spot here, and if it doesn't work, just leave."

The woman obviously hesitated: "In case, this pill hurts my body..."

"Do you have a token that can prove your identity as an alchemist?"

Suddenly, thinking of this, she asked.

Bai Qingyue was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect that there was such a thing as pharmacist certification.

"Since you don't have one, I still won't buy it." The money is small, but the injury is big, she dare not take the risk.

Bai Qingyue didn't care if she left or not, but after her reminder just now, she had the idea of ​​going to the medicine gate.

All pharmacists need to be certified by a professional organization, otherwise, even if they operate without a license, she will only enter the pharmacist industry in the near future, and I couldn't remember it for a while.

The woman in pink had already left, and Bai Qingyue walked towards the medicine gate after packing up her things.

Only when one's status is raised can one's worth rise accordingly.

Whether these pills are sold or not is another story.

The Medicine Gate is considered to be a professional pharmacist certification organization in the Demon Realm. A pharmacist can send the elixir he has refined here, and have it graded by a specialized pharmacist.

This is also an important institution for pharmacists to certify their grades.

Of course, in addition to this, there is also a special trading mechanism for pills.

The pharmacists store the elixir they have refined here, and then send it to the auction house or the elixir trading market after being graded.

Of course, they will take a cut of the proceeds.

In the words of the present world, it is - the middleman earns the difference.

Bai Qingyue didn't plan to put the elixir at the Yaomen auction, but just wanted to check the quality of the elixir by the way.

The Yaomen is worthy of being the richest existence in the Demon Realm.

Bai Qingyue stood under the huge high gate, looking at the glittering golden plaque on it, and the golden couplets on both sides, she couldn't help but secretly sighed in her heart.

Alchemists really make money.

No wonder so many people flock to it.

The gate is open, and there is no one guarding it, so it should be free to enter and exit.

Bai Qingyue stepped up and walked in.

People in all kinds of robes were shuttling back and forth in the lobby, and someone hurried past her with murmurs in their mouths.

Obviously everyone is busy.

The disciples of the Medicine Sect all wore gray taoist robes with moiré belts around their waists, embroidered with circular patterns in the shape of pills, but the colors of the pill patterns were different, which should be used to distinguish the grades of the disciples.

She is new here and doesn't understand the process here.

Seeing a disciple just approaching, she took the initiative to meet her: "Fellow Daoist, may I ask where the pharmacist's rank is determined?"

The disciple stopped in his tracks and stared at her up and down.

He didn't think it was strange to see her wearing a muffler and not seeing her face.

After all, there are always people who come here who don't want others to know their identities. Who doesn't have a secret?

He only glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze, and said calmly: "The pharmacist needs to have a refined pill as a proof for the evaluation."

In fact, the evaluation here is not difficult.

First hand over the elixir that you have refined to a pharmacist for evaluation, and then answer the refining questions on the scroll. This is also to prevent the elixir from not being refined by yourself, so as to avoid fraud.

Bai Qingyue nodded: "I have it."

"Then come with me."

This disciple didn't talk much, and he didn't say a word when he was leading the way. He didn't remind her until he led her to a certain counter, "Just wait a moment."

Then he turned around and went looking for someone.

Bai Qingyue stood in front of the counter, looking up and down at the surrounding decorations.

As far as the eye can see, there are precious medicinal herbs and expensive furniture decorations, and there is a sense of inhumanity everywhere.

This made Bai Qingyue think of her own pocket involuntarily.

It was really two empty bags, and I couldn't touch any more.

To put it simply, it is - poor one.

Bai Qingyue couldn't help wiping away bitter tears.

"Are you the pharmacist who came to identify you?"

Suddenly, a deep and steady voice came from behind.

Bai Qingyue turned her head and saw an old man with a white beard and a gray Taoist robe. She immediately understood his identity, nodded and said, "That's right."

"What grade do you want to certify?"

The old man stroked his long mustache and slowly turned to the counter.

Bai Qingyue took out the medicine bottle and put it on the table: "Yipin."

The old man nodded, picked up the elixir on the table, uncorked the bottle, and sniffed it close to his nose.

The expression on the face is difficult to distinguish, and there is no joy or anger.

Then he poured out the elixir inside, put it in the palm of his hand and looked at it carefully.

The originally squinted eyes slowly widened, and the slightly cloudy eyes suddenly released a strange light.

He looked serious, twisted the elixir with two fingers, put it in front of his eyes, sniffed it carefully before his nose, and asked after a long time: "You really made this?"

If you are just getting started, it may be difficult to refine such a high-quality elixir.

"I did it."

Bai Qingyue observed his expression.

"This medicine roll, you should fill it out first."

The old man didn't say anything, but handed her a parchment scroll.

Bai Qingyue took it over and took a look.

There are a few knowledge about plants and trees on it, as well as questions about medicine.

She has already memorized the knowledge of grass and trees by heart, so it is not impossible to memorize them backwards, but it is more than enough to answer these questions.

She picked up the wolf hair she had put aside, dipped it in ink, picked up the pen and started writing.

The old man put down the movement in her hand as early as when she started to write.

A pair of cloudy and deep eyes looked up and down at her, and finally his eyes fell on the answer written by her.

The pen and ink are free and easy, like a dragon and a snake, and you write without hesitation, as if you have already mastered it by heart.

Finally, Bai Qingyue handed over the written answer sheet to him.

The old man stroked his mustache slowly, reading every word carefully.

Looking at it, he couldn't help but look up at Bai Qingyue.

The astonishment in his eyes sank in his eyes, which he concealed well.

It's not how well the woman answered, but her way of refining medicine and her views on herbal medicine are completely different from his previous cognition.

In other words, a novel angle he had never considered.

The old man's brows became tighter and tighter, and his face became more and more serious looking at the medicine scroll.

Looking at his expression, Bai Qingyue felt a little suspicious in her heart.

Could it be that she answered the question incorrectly?