At the same time, a ding-ding-dong-dong sound came from the alchemy furnace.
Taking a closer look, several pills seemed to come to life, constantly hitting the walls of the furnace.
Hearing the sound, Chen Yingyao came over to take a look, his eyes widened like lychees: "The elixir...has come alive!!"
After being stunned for a short time, Yao Wang's eyes, which were like stagnant water, immediately boiled with huge waves.
"Accurate! Spirit! Medicine!" His chest rose and fell violently, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.
A pair of old giant hands were trembling uncontrollably.
How many years?
He finally waited for this day!
I finally broke through my thirty-year-old self and successfully refined a quasi-miracle medicine!
The old man burst into tears and couldn't help but look up to the sky and cry loudly: "My ancestors are above me, and the descendants will not regret the love they have received for the medicine. It has finally become a quasi-miraculous medicine! I will return to my hometown one day to pay homage to all our ancestors!"
After fifty years of waiting, who is not excited, who is not feeling emotional, and who is not holding back tears and singing joyfully?
Chen Yingyao's eyes were filled with tears, and she was deeply moved and pleased by her master.
Fifty years of hard work and persistence have finally come to fruition.
He became the youngest quasi-spiritual medicine master in Liangjing!
With tears in his eyes, Medicine King showed his smile to his disciple for the first time and helped him up: "Come, let's have a drink with my master."
Yao Wang, who never drinks alcohol, is going to get drunk all night to vent his suppressed emotions for half a year.
Feeling the joy that Master had never experienced before, Chen Yingyao wiped away his hot tears and nodded vigorously: "I will get drunk with Master today and then rest!"
Medicine King vicissitudes of life smiled: "Good disciple! I will give you a quasi-miraculous medicine!"
"Really?" Chen Yingyao was extremely surprised. There was no quasi-miracle medicine on the market at all.
One of them is enough to shock the entire Liang Realm!
She actually got a reward!
The Medicine King smiled, took out a jade gourd, and turned around to get the quasi-spiritual medicine in the alchemy furnace.
But when he looked again, he found that all the pills were motionless!
"This..." King Yao immediately took out all the elixirs and spread them out in his palm. He saw that the elixirs were all like dead objects and did not move at all.
And there is no aura on the surface that a quasi-elixir should have!
Based on his countless refining experiences, this is just the most common ninth-grade secret medicine, not a magical medicine!
"Master, what about the quasi-spiritual medicine..." Chen Yingyao noticed something was wrong and said in shock.
According to legend, the quasi-miraculous medicine will be alive and kicking in the mouth until it is put into the mouth.
What's going on now?
Why did everyone suddenly "die" in the middle of the jump?
The King of Medicine turned his back to Chen Yingyao. After a long time, he said in a hollow voice: "Let me ask you! Have the three great masters of the Medicine Hall come to my bamboo forest to refine medicine?"
Chen Ying shook his head and said with a guilty conscience: "No! Master...why do you say that?"
The King of Medicine clenched his palms and crushed all the pills in his palm into powder: "In the process of nourishing spirituality in the quasi-spiritual medicine, it will affect the surrounding secret medicines, making them tainted with a hint of spirituality."
"The elixir in my elixir furnace is tainted with a hint of spirituality, so it has the characteristics of a short-lived quasi-spiritual elixir..."
Chen Yingyao immediately knelt down on one knee and said with confusion: "Master, please believe me, the three great masters have never been here! They occupy such a superior spiritual place in the Medicine Palace, why do they come to Master's place?
Where is the bamboo forest refining medicine?"
The King of Medicine was silent.
Indeed, there was no reason for the three great masters to come to his territory to refine the quasi-spiritual elixir.
"Who is that?" Medicine King slowly turned around and looked at Chen Yingyao: "Don't think I don't know, you often let outsiders come in to refine medicine while my master is away!"
"It's just that I didn't cause any damage and I was too lazy to pursue it!"
Chen Yingyao's heart was beating wildly and his mind went blank. It turned out that his master knew all about his little cleverness!
"Who was allowed to refine medicine here last time? Tell me!" the King of Medicine asked.
His mood at the moment was so complicated that it was difficult for ordinary people to understand.
Fifty years of hard work, I thought it was bearing fruit, but I found out that it was just a misunderstanding.
As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
Falling from the sky to earth is nothing more than this.
Chen Yingyao knew that he had been exposed, so naturally he did not dare to hide it anymore, saying: "I don't know him, he is a layman who can't even enter the medicine hall."
"Yingyao, do you think that a master who is addicted to refining medicine is a foolish person and can be easily deceived, right?" Medicine King looked at Chen Yingyao quietly, with unspeakable disappointment in his heart.
He allowed Chen Yingyao to bring outsiders in to refine the medicine because he was withdrawn and refused to help others refine the medicine, and even refused the invitation from the Medicine Hall, causing his own life to be in embarrassment.
This disciple followed him and never lived the glorious life he deserved. Instead, he suffered from poverty in the mountains and fields!
Therefore, Chen Yingyao was allowed to earn a little money.
But, after exposing her, she even tried to deceive herself!
It was the first time that Chen Yingyao saw Master's eyes like this. He immediately knelt down anxiously and said, "Master, believe me, he is really an amateur! A layman who doesn't even use a pill furnace to make alchemy!"
Staring at Chen Yingyao, the King of Medicine was confused. Can an outsider refine a quasi-miraculous medicine?
Is there another misunderstanding?
"By the way, there is another pill here that he failed to refine. Master, please take a look." Chen Yingyao suddenly remembered that Zhao Feimo did not take away the pill.
She casually took it out from her sleeve. The originally complete elixir was crushed at some point.
"Master, look, this is what he refined." Chen Yingyao presented it, feeling infinitely aggrieved.
Unexpectedly, Master would doubt himself like that.
Fortunately, I still have this inferior elixir, which is enough to prove that I didn't lie.
"How old is that person?" King Yao placed the crushed pill in his palm and asked calmly.
Chen Ying lowered his head and choked with grievance: "Between nineteen and twenty years old."
Could a person of such age be someone who could refine a quasi-miraculous medicine?
However, Yao Wang's face became more and more calm, with a trace of anger in his eyes, and his tone began to be low: "Yingyao, do you really have to expel you from the master's sect before you are willing to tell the truth?"
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Chen Yingyao felt extremely wronged and held back his wanton tears, saying, "Master! This inferior elixir was made by an amateur who was about twenty years old! Why...why should I lie to you?"
As he spoke, he started to cry aggrievedly, and his tears fell down.
Why doesn’t Master believe in himself?
Why?
"Shadow Shake!" King Yao was furious, and the power of the moon realm surged around, blowing the crescent moon robe: "You have disappointed me so much! You have deceived me again and again!"
Chen Yingyao opened his hazy tearful eyes and said stubbornly: "I really don't!"
She was heartbroken, but she was just a layman who had refined the secret medicine. Do you doubt her like this?
"No? Then you want to tell my master that a young man under twenty has refined a quasi-spiritual medicine?" Medicine King asked loudly.
Chen Yingyao, who was in tears, was suddenly startled: "Master, what are you talking about? The one I gave you is a failure!"