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  "They just looked at it and thought it was fine, is there a tripod for sale at the auction? A tripod for refining medicine."

  At first, Nie Hu had only heard about it and hadn't verified it.

  The auction is getting closer and closer, and Ling Hao wants to ask about it in advance.

  After all, without a crucible, the efficacy of those medicinal materials will be greatly discounted.

  "Ding?"

  Han Ye Su was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a while, she said firmly: "There is one, it seems to be called Yao Wang Ding. It's said to be an antique from the Tang Dynasty, but I don't know if it's the kind of medicine cauldron you're looking for."

  Ling Hao opened his mouth, and Han Yexiang knew that Ling Hao would definitely refine medicine.

  The art of refining medicine is not something that just anyone can master.

  In the past, China had countless talents, but only a few of them knew how to refine medicine.

  In terms of secret history, there are only a few people like Sun Simiao, Bian Que and Hua Tuo who are known as the King of Medicine.

  "Medicine King Ding?"

  At the mention of the name, Ling Hao's heart moved and he said: "Help me find out about that Medicine King Ding. If possible, it would be best to take it down without auction."

  If he guessed correctly, Yao Wang Ding should be the alchemy furnace.

  Arriving here, Ling Huan had used Soul Searching Technique several times and knew that the Tang Dynasty was a culturally resplendent dynasty.

  At that time, it's possible that there were really immortals and alchemists.

  Seeing Ling Hao's serious face, Han Yexiang nodded and said: "Actually, that cauldron is not difficult to obtain, because there are few alchemists. However, those medicinal materials are coveted by many people, as the heavenly material and earthly treasure can increase one's internal strength."

  Han Ye's words were naturally understood by Ling Hao at once.

  A very simple example is that reishi can increase internal power.

  Although there are few warriors who can refine medicine, they can increase their internal strength by eating Lingzhi without cultivating.

  But in Ling Hao's view, that was just a waste of good things, after all, the effect of eating medicinal materials raw and refining them into medicine cannot be compared.

  "How about refining some lower-grade elixirs and exchanging them for medicinal materials?"

  Ling Hao's heart skipped a beat.

  Money is just a number for many warriors.

  But the charm of Dan medicine cannot be measured with money.

  Ling Hao was certain that many martial arts families and sects would have talented individuals, but it was unrealistic to try to buy them with money. They wouldn't care about the amount of money either.

  If you use dan medicine in exchange, it would be enough to move anyone's heart.

  The elixir refined by Ling Hao will never appear a second pill that is exactly the same on Earth.

  Moreover, the increase in internal power is just some low-grade elixirs.

  Ling Hao can casually refine hundreds or thousands of them at any time.

  "Is this considered an advantage?"

  Ling Hao smiled faintly in his heart. Although the spiritual energy on Earth was depleted and medicinal materials were hard to find, with the same spells disappearing and cultivators disappearing, he had a natural advantage.

  Half an hour later, the motorcade stopped at the Longjiang City Cemetery. Ling Hao and Han Yexuezi stood in front, followed by prominent figures from Longjiang City.

  As for those small families, they all stood in the back.

  Their status is vastly different, even if given a chance, they wouldn't dare stand together with these people.

  Can an ordinary police officer walk side by side with the director on a serious matter?

  Obviously not.

  The funeral proceeded in an orderly manner, and Ling Hao stood by, watching everything.

  That's enough for now.

  At noon, Shangguan Hai and others had already arranged a hotel.

  After Ling Kong was buried, thousands of people gathered in the hotel and whispered to each other.

  The hotel owner was a middle-aged man over fifty who had already received the order from Shangguan Hai and prepared the ingredients.

  Over a thousand people, but only two hundred tables, this restaurant is more than enough.

  "That's Ling Daoshi, he's really young."

  It was easy for the boss to spot Linghao's figure.

  Among so many people, only Ling Hao is surrounded by big shots, and each one is very respectful.

  Apart from Master Ling, who else in Longjiang City has such qualifications?

  "Boss, when can we be as impressive as them? Even the director is pouring wine for others." A waiter said with a face full of envy.

  "Maybe next life."

  The boss struck a sentence mercilessly and quickly ordered the back kitchen to prepare.

  Zhuo Zhu, Ling Hao, Zi Xi, Han Ye Shuang, Hong Zi Yi, Tang Ming Zhi, Nie Hu, Chu Yu, Shi Gao Guan eight people at one table.

  As for others, they don't have the qualifications to sit with Ling Hao together.

  "Lao Huang, this is Master Ling."

  Sitting beside Tang Ming was a shrewd middle-aged man who looked like he held a high position, with an intangible air of dignity about him.

  But by this time, his momentum had clearly weakened somewhat.

  After all, Hong Ziyi and Han Yesong are both disciples of the Longhua City family. Although a high-ranking official in the city holds a high position, they only show slight respect and do not need to make too much of an appearance.

  Ling Hao's expression was calm and unruffled.

  Tang Mingzhi, Nie Hu and Zi Xi are different from Chu Yu. In terms of status, they can't be compared with Huang Fajie, a high-ranking official in the city.

  Upon hearing Tang Ming's introduction, Huang Fajie immediately stood up, without any airs, and with a smile all over his face, extended his hand: "I've long wanted to meet Master Ling, but due to busy official duties, I was delayed. Today, Huang will definitely have a good drink with Master Ling."

  Huang Fa Jie did not mention Ling Hao's age and did not say that Ling Hao was too young.

  In their eyes, age and other things are actually unimportant, what's most important is strength.

  At Huang Fa's age, he is old enough to be Ling Hao's father, so it's inevitable that his age won't match.

  "He is indeed a high-ranking official of the city."

  Ling Hao's heart was clear, and he stood up calmly, saying: "Ling is just a martial artist, but Secretary Huang's management of the city is so orderly that it makes Ling admire."

  Governance of a city is not as easy as imagined, and being a high-ranking official in one's fifties is not too outstanding either.

  He just stretched out his hand and didn't hit the smiling face person, this principle Ling Hao still understood.

  Especially now his strength is still far from enough, and in the future, there will be a lot of trouble in Longjiang City.

  If he had to personally take care of every little thing, when would he have time to cultivate himself?

  It's better to give these people some small blessings so that they can be grateful and reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble when things happen.

  This is the way of being human!

  "Each other, each other! When something happens to Old Man Nie, as a high-ranking official in this city, I'm under a lot of pressure. Fortunately, Master Ling has brought those scoundrels to justice. Huang will surely report this matter upwards, and I heard that Director Wang wants to help Master Ling get the Martial Arts Spirit Award."

  "This matter is entrusted to Mr. Huang, and the medal will be delivered to Master Ling within five days."

  Huang Fa Jie smiled and was very humble in his attitude.

  He himself understood in his heart that a young and talented man like Ling Hao would have an unlimited future.

  He is already fifty-three years old, and his future career will more or less end at this position.

  At that time, he still needs to rely on these martial arts families to make a living.

  (End of chapter)

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