I'm a god-level boss

Chapter 512: Medicine Pavilion on duty
Lin Zhao looked up and saw Qing Ling flying down from the mountain and throwing herself into his arms.

He almost collided with the blood unicorn, and Lin Zhao was so frightened that he threw the blood unicorn into his pet space.

The blood unicorn was obviously very sleepy. He didn't respond to being thrown into the pet space, but turned over and continued to sleep.

When Lin Zhao saw this, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. What's the name of the blood unicorn? He might as well just call the God of Sleep.

After dealing with the blood unicorn, he breathed a sigh of relief and held Qing Ling in his arms.

Qing Ling got into Lin Zhao's arms, her heart and eyes were all about him.

"I've been thinking about a question." Lin Zhao suddenly thought of something and said to Qing Ling.

"Huh? Tell me." Qing Ling raised her eyes and looked at Lin Zhao.

"Have you never noticed that your hair is a little oily?" As soon as Lin Zhao said these words, there was a feeling of solidification in the air.

Qing Ling glared at Lin Zhao angrily, and immediately got out of Lin Zhao's arms, "You bastard." Throwing these three words, she turned around and ran away.

Looking at Qing Ling's back, Lin Zhao couldn't help laughing.

"How dare you do this to your own woman?" The eighth elder stepped forward with admiration and asked Lin Zhao.

"Because it's my own, I feel confident." If you haven't caught it yet, you wouldn't dare to say anything wrong.

And he really couldn't stand Qingling's tears, just now Qingling, Qingling could drag himself to cry for a whole day, so Lin Zhao deliberately changed the subject.

"Yes." The eighth elder nodded in agreement.

"Well, okay, now that your disciples have been found, I'll leave first, Brother Bage. Lin Zhao, I will convey your words to my silly disciple." The Ninth Elder walked up to look at Lin Zhao meaningfully, Lin Zhao looked at the Ninth Elder speechlessly for a moment, his eyes full of helplessness.

The Ninth Elder chuckled and led his Jiuchong Mountain disciples away from the place. Everyone also conveyed the news that Lin Zhao was fine and that the ancestor was fine too.

So they dispersed, and after everyone left, only the sect leader was left.

He walked forward with a somewhat unhappy expression, looked at Lin Zhao, a strange color flashed in his eyes, "Lin Zhao." Taking a deep breath, he called Lin Zhao's name.

"Sect Master." Although Lin Zhao hated the Sect Master, he still did not forget the proper etiquette.

"It's okay, just follow your master and study hard." When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back. He dropped these words with a hint of sadness on his face and turned away. .

Watching the sect leader leave, the eighth elder reached out and put his hand on Lin Zhao's shoulder and patted him gently.

"Master, I'm fine, I'm fine..." Lin Zhao withdrew his gaze.

"Actually, you can force the sect master to continue to be your master. It is much better to be the sect master's disciple than to be the disciple of the eighth elder like me." At least in this vast divine sect, the sect master is the only one who has not accepted a disciple.

Naturally, as his disciple, he definitely has the hope of becoming the next successor to the vast divine sect.

"He never thought about becoming my master from the beginning, so why should I force others to do something difficult? The most important thing is that you are very good, master." Lin Zhao raised his eyes and glanced at the Eighth Elder, "These medicinal materials, I have collected them all for you." After saying that, he took out all the medicinal materials from his pocket and placed them in front of the eighth elder.

"Well, I am becoming more and more reluctant to give you up to the sect master." Such an obedient, well-behaved and capable disciple cannot be found even with a lantern.The eighth elder expressed his satisfaction.

"Then don't give in. I will be your apprentice for the rest of my life." Lin Zhao smiled knowingly.

The eighth elder laughed, raised his hand, and put all the medicinal materials into his pocket.

"Let's go, it seems to be your turn to go to the Medicine Pavilion tonight. We have few disciples in Yachongshan, and it will be our turn every now and then." Yachongshan needs to govern the Medicine Pavilion in Shichongshan. He is a strong pharmacist, so the task of managing the medicine pavilion falls on Yaeyama.

In the past, when Lin Zhao didn't come, Yang Ba and Hei Feng took turns taking care of it. Now that Lin Zhao came, there was one more person taking turns.

"Ah, okay." The Medicine Pavilion is relatively the most popular place in Shizhong Mountain. After all, there are many people in the Vast Divine Sect who choose to practice medicine.

Schools have been set up specifically for the eight major professions. Although the eighth elders are the masters of their third junior brothers in Yaeshan, they are responsible for training the pharmacists of the vast divine sect.

Except for Lin Zhao who had to explore by himself in the academy where the warrior had not hit, all other professions were taught by elders.

Lin Zhao occasionally goes to various schools to listen to classes when he is free.

These elders just thought that Lin Zhao's martial arts value had risen too fast and he was too lonely, so they came to their school for fun and didn't think much about it.

After sending the eighth elder back to the mountain gate, Lin Zhao went to the Medicine Pavilion to make an exchange with his senior brother.

"I'm so anxious!" It seemed that Lin Zhao had returned safely, and Hei Feng breathed a sigh of relief. "You are really good at making trouble, and it makes people worry." After Hei Feng saw Lin Zhao, He took a step forward and stretched out his hand to gently touch Lin Zhao's chest.Said to Lin Zhao.

"Senior brother, I'm worried. I'm fine. It's just that others are making a fuss." Something almost happened, and I don't know why the blood unicorn went crazy and insisted on recognizing him as its master.

Otherwise, he would probably end up like the previous ten elders.

"Well, it's best to be fine. Tomorrow is the Ten Thousand Worlds Rebirth Competition, and you can't participate. But it is said that Nuan Yang from Erzhong Mountain can do it. I guess he will come to look for some medicinal materials tonight. You can make things difficult for him." Hei. Feng knew that Lin Zhao and Nuanyang were not willing to deal with each other, so he deliberately told Lin Zhao about this.

"Who is Nuanyang?" But Lin Zhao never expected that such a question would pop up.

Hei Feng was silent for a moment, "That's the kid who was beaten by you in the freshman competition until he couldn't even recognize his own mother." This kid's forgetfulness is so great.

"Freshman competition?" Lin Zhao hesitated slightly, "Oh, it's him! I know, senior brother." Lin Zhao answered.

"Well, I'll leave first, be careful." Hei Feng warned Lin Zhao before getting up and leaving the medicine pavilion.

Lin Zhao changed into the clothes in the medicine pavilion and just walked to the counter and sat down, when a fiery red figure came out of his pet space and came to him to stretch.

"There are two dragons and one person in your space. It's so crowded. Don't let me in next time." Unexpectedly, Blood Kirin, the god of sleep, didn't like to enter the pet space.

But think about it, how could a being with such a high strength value like to be crowded there with so many dragons and people?
(End of this chapter)