The pill fire gradually dissipated, without showing this pill to everyone, Qin Yichen directly fed it to the little master, and then he stretched out his hand and pocketed the other pills.

Of course, refining medicinal pills for the little master is the main purpose, but this does not prevent Qin Yichen from seeking a little personal gain along the way.

The soul-raising pill that was refined last time was almost finished, and now was the time when there was a shortage of pills.

After finishing the medicinal herbs, the flame gradually dissipated.

Qin Yichen returned to the little master again and checked her pulse again.

At this moment, Qin Yichen is concentrated, because he doesn't know how effective the medicinal pills he has refined can be.

After all, he still didn't know what means the other party left on the little master's body, so he couldn't refine the pills in a targeted manner.

I don't know how much effect this general medicine can play.

As Qin Yichen's consciousness penetrated, the situation in the small main body was also at a glance.

In the end, Qin Yichen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, it played a 70% role and temporarily suppressed the curse."

"Since it is a curse, it is the means left by the people in this world. It can transform the curse in this way. Probably, only the goddess of wisdom Athena can do it."

"It seems that we still have to wait for the news from Ares, the **** of war, to be sure."

Qin Yichen thought lightly.

Unknowingly, outside the hall of the God-killing Sect at this moment, there was a wailing in awe.

"Ming Lao..."

The woman's face was covered in tears, and the old man in her arms passed away.

There was a smile on the corner of Old Ming's mouth. At the last moment of his breath, he smelled the medicine pill mentioned by the slayer of the gods.

"With a strong dan incense, this is a first-class elixir."

"The medicinal pills in my hand are just inferior products."

Ming Lao went away contentedly, the woman wiped away her tears and let everyone go back with Ming Lao's body.

"You have all heard what Old Ming Ming said. Go back and tell the Patriarch whether or not to follow Old Ming's wishes, it's up to them to choose."

After everyone left, the woman fell and stood outside the hall.

At this moment, the hall was full of cheers.

Lin Tu cheered excitedly.

"My lord is fine!"

"That's great, the little master is all right, God bless you."

Seeing that the little master no longer grew up at an exaggerated rate, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Standing outside the main hall, the woman looked up at the sky, and there was a faint lingering prestige of the scarlet red dragon gradually dissipating.

"Alchemy, maybe you can really live and die, flesh and bones."

"I won't let you die just by watching alchemy once. You will definitely be able to learn the alchemy method you want. This shouldn't be your regret."

The woman walked into the hall and confirmed that the little master was safe, and then looked at Qin Yichen.

"Si, how far can your medicinal pill achieve?"

"Is it a healing elixir, or a panacea to bring the dead back to life."

Qin Yichen glanced back at the woman.

At the moment when the medicine pill was completed, he felt the passage of life.

"A person whose lifespan has expired has no cure. This is the way of heaven."

Hearing this, the woman burst into tears.

She even ignored that the black mist had spread, and her beautiful face appeared in front of everyone.

"No, you can."

Qin Yichen lightly put down the little master's hand, took out the quilt from the storage ring and covered it, then instructed Lin Tu on the side.

"You have someone prepare a set of fitted clothes for the little master, and it is convenient to change when the little master wakes up."

"Call some people to prepare a bath for the little master."

"After I take this medicinal pill, it will expel impurities from my body, and there will be filth."

Qin Yichen gave a light order, and Lin Tu carefully wrote it down.

After confirming that there were no other trivial matters, Lin Tu left to prepare.

The woman waited until Qin Yichen got up and stopped him from leaving.

"You can definitely do it, right? Grandpa Ming said that you are a genius in alchemy, you can definitely do it."

Qin Yichen raised his head and glanced outside the hall, then glanced at the woman.

"I can not do it."

With the flesh and bones of the living dead, Qin Yichen naturally knew the extremes of Dan Dao.

But right now, he really doesn't have the strength to do that.

The world rules of this world are not the same as those of the Three Thousand Dao Court.

Even if it was forcibly refined, it would only be a nondescript medicinal pill, and as for the effect, it was even more negligible.

Refining medicinal pills of this level, even in the Three Thousand Dao Court, takes years to prepare, especially for some medicinal materials, which will not be available for ten thousand years.

In addition to these objective conditions, there is another point that Qin Yichen cannot bypass.

His soul is now damaged.

Alchemy has extremely high requirements on consciousness, and it can be lost by a thousand miles.

Just a little mistake, the medicine pill will be invalid.

What's more, the old man died naturally, and it was inevitable that the soul would be scattered.

Qin Yichen refused lightly, extremely cold.

"No!"

"you can do it!"

"I promise you no matter what!"

The woman roared like crazy, but Qin Yichen's cold voice greeted her.

"I need to rest."

A group of knights on the side stepped forward to comfort him.

Only at this moment did the woman realize that Qin Yichen's face was pale.

She took a few steps back, her head bowed, and her lips were biting blood.

Qin Yichen shook his head helplessly, and left with a few knights.

Sitting cross-legged in the house, Qin Yichen used his spiritual energy to restore the wear and tear of alchemy.

Throwing a soul nourishing pill into his mouth, Qin Yichen let out a long breath.

"It's still a bit of a loss."

This time, the injury Qin Yichen had just suppressed showed signs of recurrence this time. Moreover, the newly cultivated spirit became fragile again after being overworked.

"In the world of monks, it is a luxury to want to recuperate at ease."

Qin Yichen sighed helplessly.

In this world where every step is dangerous and every step is dangerous, even if there is no enemy, he still needs to face countless difficulties and dangers.

Without a partner, recuperating with peace of mind is just an extravagant hope.

Closing his eyes and resting, Qin Yichen waited for the news of Ares, the **** of war.

Outside the cave, Ares, the **** of war, received news from the believers in the Temple of the Lord of Light just after he had prepared the enemies in the star field.

After listening, Ares, the **** of war, fell into contemplation.

"The wind issued the order an hour ago, and the distance between me and the believer, he needed an hour to arrive."

"This ability, no matter how you think about it, feels outrageous."

Ariston, the **** of war, felt that the victory he had won was not good.

"I know what to do, I'll do it as soon as possible."

After that, Ares, the **** of war, personally embarked on the journey to the Temple of Athena.

A day later, Ares, the already exhausted **** of war, appeared outside the Temple of Athena.

"I am Ares, the **** of war, and I want to meet Athena, the goddess of wisdom. Where is Athena now?"

The attendant who guarded the Temple of Athena returned. "The God of Wisdom is in the hall at the moment, and he has been waiting for you for a long time."