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Chapter 683: Willing to be a pharmacist

That is, give up refining medicine!

He could already confirm that Xia Qingchen's alchemy skills were higher than his own, or far higher!

I have worked hard for fifty years, but I am not as good as a young man.

The successive blows made his persistence for many years finally break like a long-tightened string of a piano!

He bowed deeply to Xia Qingchen: "Junior, I have no regrets, let's meet my senior! Only when you listen to your words will you know that there are experts in the world, and this world belongs to young people!"

The bitterness and decadence in his words could not be more intense.

Xia Qingchen sighed silently, this was one of the people he didn't want to talk too much to the mortal alchemist.

For an alchemist who has ideals and pursuits, it is easy to be shaken and question his life's efforts when he discovers that he is such a young and outstanding person.

"If you don't hear it, will you die if you hear the Tao in the morning?" Xia Qingchen looked at him and said slowly: "Those who truly pursue the Tao will never regret it until they die."

"You are only over seventy now. With your cultivation and various life-prolonging secret medicines, it is not difficult to live to two hundred years old. You have only lived one-third of your life, and you are retreating. It seems that your ideal is not what you imagined.

firm."

The King of Medicine, who was already thinking about quitting, heard this and couldn't help but murmured: "I will die if I hear the truth in the morning..."

He kept repeating, his eyes gradually brightened.

Then his spirit was shaken, and he bowed to Xia Qingchen again: "Thank you, senior, for reminding me in time. I am ashamed that my mood has been shaken!"

It's other people's business to be excellent, you just have to follow your own path.

Even if there is nothing to gain until old age and death, so what?

I only wish to follow the Tao all my life and never regret it until my death!

Seeing that he had regained his composure, Xia Qingchen paused and said, "Sit down and let me explain your current confusion."

He had seen the Medicine King's pill furnace. It was difficult to refine a quasi-spiritual medicine in that state.

If this continues, even if he grows old and dies, he won't be able to achieve a quasi-miraculous medicine.

What?

King Yao was shocked and hurriedly sat down, leaning forward and listening to Xia Qingchen's preaching.

"The quasi-spiritual medicine is also what mortals call the tenth-grade secret medicine. Its special feature is that it nourishes spirituality."

Yao Wang nodded repeatedly, he knew this very well.

"However, spiritual cultivation cannot be achieved by relying on ordinary alchemy furnaces." Xia Qingchen said.

Medicine King frowned and thought: "But, my master succeeded by using the alchemy furnace to cultivate it!"

"With all due respect, your master knows very little about cultivating spirituality. He doesn't even know how to make his own quasi-spiritual elixir."

Yao Wang really couldn't deny this.

Even until his death, the master did not teach the secret of cultivating spirituality. It was not because he did not want to, but because he did not understand it either.

"If my guess is right, he should have a special alchemy furnace." Xia Qingchen said.

To cultivate spirituality, one must either rely on special techniques or special alchemy furnaces, without exception.

Since Medicine King's master has no skills, he just relies on the alchemy furnace.

"Senior, my master does have a black dragon-head cauldron, which is his lifelong love! All medicines are made using this cauldron!" Medicine King suddenly realized.

The secret medicine refined from the black dragon-head cauldron is of very good quality, so Master is particularly fond of it.

After his death, the dragon-headed tripod was buried with him and became a funerary object.

The King of Medicine smiled bitterly and said: "It turns out that I missed a cauldron!"

No wonder I can never refine a quasi-miracle medicine!

"No! What you lack is your level." Xia Qingchen warned him: "The alchemy furnace is only an auxiliary means, your own level is the most important!"

"Even if you hold the Dragon Head Cauldron in your hand, you can only reach the height of your master in your lifetime, but cannot surpass it."

Medicine King is a man who wholeheartedly pursues the Tao, so he naturally wants to pursue a higher realm: "Please give me some advice from my seniors."

Xia Qingchen said calmly: "I can teach you several techniques to cultivate your spirituality. Within ten days, you can become a master of secret medicine."

Hearing this, Medicine King was so happy that he stood up and bowed.

Before saying thank you, Xia Qingchen said again: "But, your lifetime achievements are limited to this."

The King of Medicine was startled. The Grand Master of Secret Medicine was already the highest realm that a mortal could aspire to.

How else can it be more than this?

"In addition, I can teach you another way to become a magical medicine master." Xia Qingchen said slowly.

Yao Wang opened his mouth wide, unable to believe what he heard.

The elixir medicine master is already a legendary divine master. It is said that it can only be refined by gods.

How could he be a mortal?

But looking at Xia Qingchen who had refined a mid-grade quasi-spiritual elixir at such a young age, the King of Medicine was full of cleverness. His old body knelt down and said: "Disciple, please teach me the supreme medicine!"

Xia Qingchen casually helped him up and said, "I won't accept a disciple!"

The King of Medicine was anxious. How could such an important medicine be taught to non-disciples?

"However, I can accept you as a medicine disciple if you are willing." Xia Qingchen did not force him.

Medicine disciples and medicine kings are no strangers.

He once recruited dozens of pharmacists, and their role was to do odd jobs.

The status is less than one percent of the disciples!

For an outsider to ask him, a king of medicine, to become a medicine disciple, it must be a jaw-dropping thing for outsiders.

But Yao Wang didn't say anything, and bowed and said: "The medicine disciple Yao Buhui, just follow Grandmaster Xia's instructions."

He never paid much attention to his status, fame and fortune, and he only focused on the great road. As long as he could achieve the great road, what was the point of being a medicine practitioner?

"Okay!" Xia Qingchen praised: "If you want to become a magic medicine master, you must start from scratch!"

There was a reason why he asked King Yao to do miscellaneous tasks.

"From now on, forget what you have learned all your life and concentrate on practicing this." He wrote down a recipe on the spot and handed it to him.

"This method is called "Heavenly Spiritual Eye". After it is completed, it can see through the essence of any material." Xia Qingchen said.

If you want to refine elixir, ordinary methods will not work.

Yao Wang took it and immediately started reading it eagerly.

"Also, don't expose your relationship with me."

The King of Medicine kept saying yes and was extremely grateful, but his eyes could no longer leave the "Tian Ling Eye".

Xia Qingchen was funny: "Okay, let's go back and watch. I want to rest too."

"Farewell!" King Yao held his heart in his hand and left happily.

Outside the tent.

While Zhao Feimo was waiting, he was questioning the Yunlan battle group.

"The military parade will start in a few days. How are you training?" Zhao Feimo asked a Bai Xiaoqi.

She was willing to help Xia Qingchen so that she could find Xia Qingchen to refine the Moon Flower Dew again in the future.

Bai Xiaoqi had a trace of hesitation on his face, hesitating and not daring to answer.

Um?

Zhao Feimo frowned: "What, the training is very poor?"

If Xia Qingchen is implicated because of this, it will be troublesome.

"Reporting back to the general, Mr. Xia has canceled the original training and arranged a new military parade performance."

Zhao Feimo looked surprised. With only five days left, he actually changed his performance?

How come it's too late?

"How long have you been training for your new performance?" Zhao Feimo asked.

The female soldiers raised a finger: "One day."

Only one day?

Zhao Feimo shook his head: "The military parade of the Yunlan Chapter is over!"

I'm afraid the female soldiers are not even familiar with each other. When the time comes to go to the military parade, they will definitely look ugly!

"We believe Master Xia!" Bai Xiaoqi and others said one after another.

Zhao Feimo sighed and said: "It's not a question of whether you believe it or not, but the commander-in-chief will be attending this military parade in person! If the performance is poor, it will not only be lagging behind in the rankings, but also..."

She did not say any more. The commander's position was extremely high, and one word could change Xia Qingchen's fate.

If the Yunlan battle group behaved in a mess, she could not imagine the consequences.

(One update tonight, another update at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning)


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