The old doctor is very famous in the Immortal World, and his strength far exceeds that of the Ren Clan Medicine Temple.
He has pursued the true meaning of medicine all his life, is indifferent and clear-minded, and is extremely simple. He can be regarded as the imperial pharmacist of the demon god.
Looking at the world of immortality, I am afraid that only the demon gods can hire this old pharmacist.
It can be seen that the demon god's care for Ye Qingge is not even half-hearted, and he almost treats Ye Qingge as his biological daughter.
For Qingge, it is a great blessing to have such an elder.
The demon god frowned and asked worriedly: "Is there a way to solve it?
This girl is still young, only in her twenties, and she is a gifted girl. She is quite accomplished in the field of souls. She carries a spirit-removing needle all year round, which may affect her cultivation path."
The old pharmacist lowered his eyes, thoughtfully, and then shook his head after a moment: "Master Demon God, this woman's soul is different from the soul of a normal practitioner. The spirit-removing needle has long been integrated with the soul, no matter how gentle it is used,
Any attempt to remove the spiritual needle will destroy her soul.
It's too risky."
"Not at all possible?"
Yaolian said anxiously: "You and I have been friends for so many years. You just need to tell the truth to me. In this world, no matter how precious medicinal materials are, even if there is only one ten thousandth of a slim hope, I am willing to give everything I have."
, go and seek treatment.”
The old pharmacist took a deep breath, looked at the demon lotus with his gray and kind eyes, and said: "Like the ruthless divine bones of the Qing Emperor, there is not even a ten thousandth of a slim hope."
Yaolian's legs softened, she stepped back and collapsed on the chair.
"Master Demon God, I will refine some five-year-old elixirs for Miss Ye, which can relieve the pain of her soul, boost her mental strength, and forge her soul."
The old pharmacist said.
Yaolian suddenly woke up and said, "Ge'er, why don't you thank Doctor Liu quickly? If you can get his good medicine, your life will be easier in the future."
Qingge has a proud body, but he also listens to Yaolian's words, like a well-behaved elder, nodding his head: "It is a blessing for the younger generation to be able to get the good medicine from the elders."
"Are you an alchemist?"
asked the old doctor.
"Exactly."
"Can I see the spiritual fire you use to make medicine?"
The old doctor asked again: "I heard that you can also refine weapons. I have never seen anyone who can refine weapons."
"The first thing this junior came into contact with was the art of refining weapons, using the spiritual fire that comes with the soul. Later, he refined medicine and used strange fire."
Qing Ge stretched out his right hand, spread his palm, and immediately lit up a small coquettish green flame: "Senior is a master of medicine, but this junior uses strange fire, but he is just a master of his own craft."
Yaolian looked at Qingge with relief.
She understands this child very well.
If he doesn't want to, even a hundred thousand divine soldiers will not be able to make Ye Qingge surrender.
Only because she is a hundred times better, Ye Qingge is willing to listen to her.
The old doctor looked at the flames and exclaimed: "It is actually the Green Lotus Strange Fire, which is refined with both strange fires. Throughout the ages, many auxiliary professional practitioners have indeed tried it, but the strange fire is not as gentle as the spiritual fire and is difficult to control.
Especially refining medicine requires more heat than refining weapons. If you can do it, it shows how good you are."
"Master Demon God, Miss Ye's mortal body and cultivation level are not suitable for staying in the immortal world for too long. The ninth-grade ginseng medicine in the house can be used to make soup for the girl. I will go back to the house to refine the elixir for the girl."
The old doctor clasped his hands in his fists.
"Then it's Dr. Lao Liu."
Demon Lotus Road.
Before leaving, the old doctor glanced at Qingge: "The medicine in the Immortal Realm is in chaos. The alchemists no longer pursue the true meaning of medicine, but pursue the interests of the heart, so that the medicine civilization lags behind by 30,000 years. This is
A disaster for the world."
"Old man, why are you talking to a little girl like this?"
Yao Lian frowned and changed her pleasant expression: "Other things are easy to talk about. This god will never allow this matter. Although she is an alchemist, she is definitely not the person you are looking for. As for the medicine civilization, it will be set back by 30,000
Year, it’s all about that group of moths.”
The old doctor looked at Qing Ge but hesitated to speak, and finally smiled bitterly, "I'm actually stunned."
"Master Demon God, take your leave."
Qingge watched the old doctor's hunched figure disappear from sight, glanced sideways, and asked: "Master Demon God, what did he say...?"
"Dr. Liu's master, before he died, told him that he was the man destined to take up the responsibility of medicine."
Yaolian said: "Now that he is quite old, the medicinal civilization of the Immortal World is still lagging behind, so he began to look for his successor, the next person of destiny.
This kind of thing is not a good thing. Hard work and hard work will not earn you a good reputation."
"Ge'er, remember, this God does not want you to be a savior, and you are not a hero. The civilization of medicine, the life and death of heaven and earth have nothing to do with you."
"You are a clever junior to me."
Having said this, Qingge probably understood what the demon god meant.
The old doctor deliberately chose her as his destiny. Of course, it was just a tentative contact, but before the sprout could grow, it was already strangled by the demon god.
The Demon God knows better than anyone else how difficult this road is.
Saviors all sacrifice themselves for others.
Qingge looked at Yaolian gratefully.
After a while, the maid came and said, "Master Demon God, Princess Shangting and Prince Consort Xuanyuan invite Miss Ye to come and have dinner."
Yaolian frowned, "That is Old Witch Yun's territory after all."
"The Emperor of Desire has taught that old witch a lesson in public, and she should be able to live in peace for a while."
Fengqi Zunhou said.
"Go ahead, he is your uncle after all. I see that the child also cares about you. The affection flowing in the blood cannot be deceived."
Demon Lotus Road.
"Ayue, you stay here to heal your wounds."
Yaolian frowned when she saw that Ji Yue was going too, "We all know that you dote on your wife, but this is a small gathering between Ge'er's family. You, a wild man with no name and status, shouldn't join in the fun."
No name, no distinction.
The corners of Ji Yue's mouth twitched fiercely.
"Grandma Yaolian, my father is famous and well-known, but he has not yet consummated his marriage."
The little bun corrected him with a sweet voice.
Yao Lian glared at the little bun, but she was extremely fond of him: "You're the only one who knows what's going on."
Ji Yue looked at the demon lotus and sighed secretly. She once suspected that she was not her biological child and actually said that she was a wild man.
In the spiritual world, the old monster smiled from ear to ear, his sarcasm undisguised.
Qingge pressed the back of Ji Yue's hand, saluted to the Demon Lotus, and then walked out of the Demon God's Mansion.
As soon as they left the courtyard of the mansion, a figure appeared from the side. The old pharmacist who had left just now suddenly appeared.
Qing Ge looked at him in confusion.
"Little girl, was it you who cured Princess Shangting's poisonous miasma?"
He had heard about the poisonous miasma, but Master Samsara and Yun Shuishui could not persuade him.
"It's this junior."
Singing softly.
The old pharmacist pondered, and then disappeared from Qingge's sight.
Qingge suddenly felt confused, but before he could think about it, he got on the sedan chair and headed to the princess's house.