Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Several elders looked at each other and saw the bitterness and despair in each other's eyes.

"'Cangyu, isn't Qin Ming studying the elixir to treat the sect leader? How is the situation now?'"

An elder suddenly remembered that three years ago, a young man who was very fast in alchemy and very powerful in alchemy, and a glimmer of hope suddenly rose in his heart.

"There's no reply!" Cang Yu shook his head.

He has not seen Qin Ming for a year and has lost confidence in him. He is just a dead horse and a living doctor. One more chance would be good.

He lost hope in Qin Ming, not because he was not optimistic about Qin Ming's alchemy strength, but because he knew how difficult it was to study divine elixirs.

If a divine elixir could be developed within a few years, then the entire continent would already have a mountain of divine elixir prescriptions.

What's more, the divine elixir he needs is the detoxification elixir. This kind of specialized elixir makes the research more difficult.

There has only been one Alchemy God on this continent. I heard that the divine elixir he researched was due to a mistake. When refining other elixirs, he accidentally refined a divine elixir.

Although the divine alchemy master had memorized the elixir recipe, no matter how hard he refined it, he could not make the divine elixir repeatedly. .??.

That divine elixir became the last song.

As for the divine alchemy master, it is unclear whether he has developed any magical elixir.

All the elders knew not to expect anything back from Qin Ming, and they all knew how difficult it was to research a divine elixir.

"We have been hiding this from the disciples for a long time. They have begun to suspect and are clamoring to see the sect master. What should we do?"

An elderly elder with gray hair said with a grimace.

The sect leader fell into a coma after returning, and the entire sect knew about it.

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They didn't worry too much. After all, there was an Alchemy Emperor within the sect, and they might also ask for help from an Alchemy Emperor outside.

But now several years have passed, and the sect master still hasn't shown up. The disciples have gone from being just a little panicked to becoming confused and starting to make random guesses.

If this continues, some disciples will force their way in.

"Tell the truth!" After thinking about it, Cangyu said helplessly.

The white-haired elder was slightly startled, "To be honest, there might be big trouble!"

"Alas..." Cang Yu sighed, "I always have to say it. If I wait until the sect leader dies before saying it, I think the disciples will not be able to bear it."

"Something bigger may happen by then."

"It's better to tell them the truth now and let them be mentally prepared!"

"Have we reached this point?" Elder Baimei's beauty jumped, the crutch in his hand trembled, and his body swayed.

The elder next to him supported Bai Mei, "The sect master has suffered such a catastrophe. The Nuo Da Martial God Sect still needs us to persevere. You can't fall!"

"Alas..." Bai Mei closed her eyes, tears flowing from her dim old eyes.

"Let's go! Let's go out... go out and prepare for the sect leader's funeral!"

"If I want the sect leader to leave in glory, you must not embarrass me."

Cangyu turned his head so that no one could see his expression.

After saying that, he walked outside step by step. When he was about to leave the underground palace completely, he couldn't help but look back at the sect leader's room. In an instant, tears flowed down his face.

"Let's go!" Elder Baimei held his cane and walked out the door.

"I want to see the sect master, you go up first!" The white-haired elder walked towards the sect master's room, followed by two elders.

Baimei nodded and said no more words. Several elders looked at each other and saw the bitterness and despair in each other's eyes.

"'Cangyu, isn't Qin Ming studying the elixir to treat the sect leader? How is the situation now?'"

An elder suddenly remembered that three years ago, a young man who was very fast in alchemy and very powerful in alchemy, and a glimmer of hope suddenly rose in his heart.

"There's no reply!" Cang Yu shook his head.

He has not seen Qin Ming for a year and has lost confidence in him. He is just a dead horse and a living doctor. One more chance would be good.

He lost hope in Qin Ming, not because he was not optimistic about Qin Ming's alchemy strength, but because he knew how difficult it was to study divine elixirs.

If a divine elixir could be developed within a few years, then the entire continent would already have a mountain of divine elixir prescriptions.

What's more, the divine elixir he needs is the detoxification elixir. This kind of specialized elixir makes the research more difficult.

There has only been one Alchemy God on this continent. I heard that the divine elixir he researched was due to a mistake. When refining other elixirs, he accidentally refined a divine elixir.

Although the divine alchemy master had memorized the elixir recipe, no matter how hard he refined it, he could not make the divine elixir repeatedly.

That divine elixir became the last song.

As for the divine alchemy master, it is unclear whether he has developed any magical elixir.

All the elders knew not to expect anything back from Qin Ming, and they all knew how difficult it was to research a divine elixir.

"We have been hiding this from the disciples for a long time. They have begun to suspect and are clamoring to see the sect master. What should we do?"

An elderly elder with gray hair said with a grimace.

The sect leader fell into a coma after returning, and the entire sect knew about it.

he

They didn't worry too much. After all, there was an Alchemy Emperor within the sect, and they might also ask for help from an Alchemy Emperor outside.

But now several years have passed, and the sect master still hasn't shown up. The disciples have gone from being just a little panicked to becoming confused and starting to make random guesses.

If this continues, some disciples will force their way in.

"Tell the truth!" After thinking about it, Cangyu said helplessly.

The white-haired elder was slightly startled, "To be honest, there might be big trouble!"

"Alas..." Cang Yu sighed, "I always have to say it. If I wait until the sect leader dies before saying it, I think the disciples will not be able to bear it."

"Something bigger may happen by then."

"It's better to tell them the truth now and let them be mentally prepared!"

"Have we reached this point?" Elder Baimei's beauty jumped, the crutch in his hand trembled, and his body swayed.

The elder next to him supported Bai Mei, "The sect master has suffered such a catastrophe. The Nuo Da Martial God Sect still needs us to persevere. You can't fall!"

"Alas..." Bai Mei closed her eyes, tears flowing from her dim old eyes.

"Let's go! Let's go out... go out and prepare for the sect leader's funeral!"

"If I want the sect leader to leave in glory, you must not embarrass me."

Cangyu turned his head so that no one could see his expression.

After saying that, he walked outside step by step. When he was about to leave the underground palace completely, he couldn't help but look back at the sect leader's room. In an instant, tears flowed down his face.

"Let's go!" Elder Baimei held his cane and walked out the door.

"I want to see the sect master, you go up first!" The white-haired elder walked towards the sect master's room, followed by two elders.

Baimei nodded and said no more words.