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“Xiao Luo, you’re almost twenty, right” Uncle San watched Chen Luo work diligently, his eyes filled with pride.,"These kinds of herbs aren't hard to find. Since they became the last obsession for martial artists, there must be some effect to them.",The pungent spiciness stung his eyes and made them water. After the spice, there was a stench mixed in, like rotten eggs that had been left out for ten days and a half months, making him almost vomit up last night's dinner. It's hard to imagine that several normal medicinal ingredients, when boiled together, could release such a terrifying smell.。