93: C93 The Difficulties of an Apothecary

C93 The Difficulties of an Apothecary

Flames danced and smoke rose!

The floating flames seemed to be shaking all sorts of human figures.

Father, mother, how are you doing in the sky?

The crystal teardrops moved in his eyes, the Pill endured it and did not let it fall.

The mountain wind was bone-piercing, and cold.

The Pill could not help but curl up into a ball, like an abandoned little girl.

Her delicate figure caused one to be unable to refrain from pampering her.

"Miss, if Old Master and the others are still here, I don't wish for you to be so sad."

At this time, a pair of big hands, carrying warmth, patted the Pill's shoulder.

The green-robed elder's eyes were filled with heartache, sighs, and love; all of his expressions were mixed.

Mademoiselle, I have endured too much these days.

The Hao family mansion had been destroyed, and everyone in the mansion had died a horrible death.

He and the young miss were the only ones left, hiding and hiding. They could not help but want to avoid being hunted down, and also wanted to avoid the martial arts Martial Cultivator who spied on them.

Running at full speed, this was the most recent state of their lives.

In this period of time, no matter who he was facing, he had to be on guard.

If this continues, Miss will eventually collapse.

At the end of the day, the young miss had never been through much, and was treated as the apple of the old master's eye.

The reason why she was able to persevere for such a long time was because of the strong personality of the young mistress.

Now, maybe it was because he had handed over the Treasure Map and no longer had any burdens, the pressure was suddenly reduced by a lot.

"I'm fine, Grandpa Song, I'm fine."

The Pill immediately wiped the tears off its face and forced a smile.

"Ai!"

Seeing the look of the Pill, the green robed elder opened his mouth, but did not know what to say.

"Grandpa Song, are your injuries better?"

The Pill, however, did not seem to see the expression of the green-robed elder and turned to look at the green-robed elder's injuries.

"This is all thanks to young miss's refining. Compared to the Hao Yilian on the market, this is much better.

This old one's injuries have long since recovered. "

The green robed elder stroked his beard and said to the Pill with a smile.

"This can't be better."

Hearing that, the Pill finally revealed a happy smile.

"However, once this old man's cultivation is gone, I'm afraid I won't have much hope of recovering in the future!"1

The green robed elder's eyes were filled with loneliness and unwillingness. To Martial Cultivator, crippling his cultivation was even worse than killing them.

If not for the fact that the green-robed elderly man was still thinking of taking care of the Pill, he would have long since committed suicide.

"Grandpa Song, don't be anxious. There will be a way sooner or later.

"Wait a moment, once Lian'er becomes a grandmaster apothecary, I will definitely find a way to help you regain your strength!"

The Pill looked anxious, and quickly opened its mouth to console the green-robed old man.

"Hahaha, then I will wait!"

The azure-robed old man laughed as he spoke.

"With xiaojie's talent, it shouldn't be a problem for you to become a grandmaster of pills."

The green robed elder had a smile on his face, but the slight sigh in his eyes was not noticed by the Pill.

A grandmaster apothecary was a grandmaster on the path of pill forging.

For example, it was exceedingly difficult for a grandmaster of martial dao to become a grandmaster of pills.

Even out of a million apothecaries, there might not even be one.

Unfailing Dynasty was known as the name of a million alchemist, and they only had one grandmaster alchemist.

That was the Medicine King of the Medicine Valley, Bai Xun Ji.

His status was revered, and he was even higher than a martial arts grandmaster.

Even a grandmaster of martial dao would seek the help of a grandmaster of pills.

Even though xiaojie was talented in the field of alchemy, the resources required to do so were plentiful.

Alchemists were all built up from countless Heavenly And Earthly Treasure.

Only through countless failures can one become a qualified apothecary.

No matter how talented he was, he would still need to spend a lot of resources on medicinal herbs.

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