"What's the name?" Lynch was slightly stunned.

He had long seen that this blind swordsman should not be simple. Could it be that he really has a big background?

However, the beggar suddenly changed his mind and said, "I won't say it anymore. You know, we can't just disclose other people's identities here."

"Senior Beggar, didn't you say before that the cripple is King Wulinjun?" Lynch said.

"This, wasn't that girl Yun Shang said?" The beggar said angrily.

"Then you still reveal it. Of course, even if you say it, I don't know much. After all, I am not from the Tianling Realm and I am very unfamiliar with everything here."

Even if Lynch heard about it, he might not be able to imagine what kind of existence they existed now.

After all, he is not on the same level as these weird people now.

"Actually, you don't need to know so much now. As long as you understand that the village chief is willing to keep you, you have already regarded you as your own. Otherwise, do you think that some of them will change their normal behavior to you today?"

The beggar's words made Lynch slightly stunned.

Indeed, there is a little contrast between this before and after.

You know, he had no qualifications to speak in front of them before, and he ignored him at all.

"So, be content now. They regard you as a waste, but in fact they also recognize you." said the beggar.

Lynch was so amused that the beggar's tongue really made him feel that he should be glad!

It seems that being treated as a waste is also his honor.

"Well, the time is almost over. I have to refine the alchemy for four hours a day. I will finish it early, so you can rest early. By the way, I am a person who is a clean person and the room must be cleaned without any spots."

The beggar looks serious.

It left Lynch speechless.

Just your sloppy appearance, and you are still obsessed with cleanliness?

Of course, Lynch is now successfully brainwashed by the beggar's words. It really feels that they are somewhat caring about him.

I returned to the house with the beggar, and the fragrance of spiritual herbs that came to my face cheered up Lynch.

Just when I saw the room, I saw that the room was very messy, the ground was covered with leaves and roots of spiritual grass, and bottles and jars were randomly placed on the cabinet. Many books were tangled and thrown everywhere.

The only place where you can get off is probably an open space the size of a palm in the middle.

"I'm starting to refine elixirs now. Before the end, you have to clean my room." After saying that, the beggar sat down in the open space in the middle and took out the golden alchemy furnace.

As he touched the space ring, he took out dozens of medicinal materials and threw them into the alchemy furnace. As his true energy circulated, the alchemy furnace was suspended in the air and began to rotate slowly, and wisps of white mist floated out.

Lynch was quite surprised. Isn’t it necessary to make a living by refining alchemy?

This scene is indeed beyond Lynch's perception.

After observing for a while, Lynch couldn't see why, so he picked up the broom in the corner and started cleaning the room.

But during this process, Lynch discovered that the leaves and rhizomes scattered on the ground all have a lot of spiritual energy and have very unique attributes.

Lynch has little understanding of spiritual herbs, but based on his feelings alone, these discarded spiritual herbs are all good things.

If he could use it, it might be of some help to him.

However, at this time, the beggar was very focused and he was not easy to disturb him.

So I continued to clean the ground and piled up all these spiritual herbs in the corner.

Next, Lynch will organize bottles and jars.

These bottles and jars are carved with good magic arrays, which can effectively seal the things inside.

Originally, Lynch didn't want to peek at what was inside these bottles, but there were a few that didn't have plugs, and the things inside were obvious.

Lynch picked up one casually and saw a golden liquid inside, exuding a metallic atmosphere.

"It seems that this should be the additive used when refining alchemy." Lynch had never eaten pork and had seen pig run. He knew that the results of refining alchemy were ever-changing, and the fusion of different attributes would produce different effects.

After finishing the bottles and jars, Lynch went to pick up books.

These books are all alchemy books, which record a lot of elixir recipes. Some of the spiritual herbs used in the formulas are unprecedented in Lynch, and some of the materials required for elixirs are even more incredible.

For example, there is a pill called Xuan Lei Pill that actually refines the Nine Heavens Xuan Lei!

The Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder is the thunder tribulation that must be experienced when breaking through the Destiny Realm to the Divine Sea Realm. It is extremely powerful and is enough to make the practitioner turn into ashes in an instant. It can be said that the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder is an existence that practitioners are terrified of.

But when refining this kind of pill, it is to merge the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder. This is not a whim, but what?

"Maybe, I haven't reached that level yet. When I reach the Divine Sea Realm or the Divine King Realm, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder may not be anything."

Lynch pondered for a moment, watching the beggar still refining the alchemy.

Even though he continued to read these books, although he could not understand some things, his horizons were much broader.

Time is like water.

When Lynch was watching, his eyes suddenly became dark and the light was blocked.

He raised his head and didn't know when the beggar was already standing in front of him!

"Have you finished your work?" the beggar said angrily.

Lynch put down the book and said a little embarrassedly: "Senior, the house has been cleaned up long ago. I am really bored, so I read these books and passed the time."

The beggar glanced and hummed, "Is this the room to clean?"

"The floor has been swept over and the things are arranged neatly, so it should be considered as good." Lynch was a little puzzled. How else should I clean it?

The beggar pointed his hand and said, "The spiritual herbs on the ground are not done just by letting you sweep them together. I must be classified and piled up according to the type of spiritual herbs, and the bottles and jars are arranged neatly according to the attributes. The same is true for these books, and they are remade immediately."

"Classification?" Lynch was stunned for a moment and said speechlessly: "I am sorry that I have limited abilities and don't understand the classification of these spiritual herbs."

What a joke.

Lynch is not an alchemist, and these spiritual herbs are of different types and have never seen them before. How do you classify them?

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Taste me one by one, smell it, record the smell and taste of the spirit grass for classification." said the beggar.

"Senior beggar, aren't these discarded spiritual herbs? Why do you still need to be classified?" Lynch was quite depressed. If he continued to do this, he would have no time to practice today!

"Who said I was lost? I just had no place to put it on the ground. Don't talk so much nonsense, I'm for your own good and let you know more."

Is it really good for me?

Lynch looked at the hundreds of spiritual herbs on the ground, and how could he feel like he was being fooled!

Especially the smile on the beggar's face, why does it seem like he caring for mentally retarded children?
Chapter completed!