"Zhuo Donglai, how confident are you in him? If I can hold on, I will take out my most amazing prescription. As long as he can't die, he will definitely be able to force out his potential."

Qingchan looked ferocious.

"Ye Qiu, what do you think? The master of 'Wuji' is about to leave the seclusion. After he comes out of seclusion, he will be a person with supernatural powers. At that time, our enemies of 'Wuji' will have a catastrophe."

Zhuo Donglai told the truth and told Ye Qiu about the Bencao Sect and the difficulties he faced.

"You have two choices at this time. One is to continue, stimulate potential according to the method of Qingchan, quickly enter the realm of magical powers, and shelter my Materia Medica Sect from the wind and rain; the other is to let me recover your skills and expel you from them, so as not to burn together with the sect in the future."

"You can choose the specific one yourself." After Zhuo Dong finished speaking, he closed his eyes and rested, but he refused to say a word.

"Of course, keep going! Just wait for me, I must repair this guy." Ye Qiu looked at Qingchan fiercely.

"Okay, as long as you have survived my Qijue Soup, I can even worship you as my teacher." Qingchan's face showed a flushing look.

"Isn't your soup a big poison?" Zhuo Donglai asked suspiciously.

"Anyway, I poisoned my master to death back then. Do you think this Tang Li is powerful?" Qingchan's eyes flashed with strange light.

"You harmed him?"

"I am a poisonous hand, not a poisonous heart. This prescription was originally developed by the two of us. He insisted on reaching the sky in one step and directly entering the realm of magical powers. As a result, he ascended to heaven in one go."

Qingchan looked at Zhuo Donglai: "If you don't want to, then I won't be worthy of this soup. Do you think that the 20 years of skill are so easy to practice?"

"What did you say?" Zhuo Donglai asked.

"Twenty years of skill, if you make a Qi Jue Tang, you will have to waste my poison skills for twenty years." Qingchan said reluctantly.

"Don't think I've made any advantage. If your disciple hadn't really been able to bear it, would you think I would dare to take it out? He was at least a top master with half a step of magical power. If he couldn't get through, he would just die. But I would have to suffer the pain of scattering my skills for at least three years, and he would have to reach the realm that he had finally reached."

Qingchan seemed to be retching too.

"Okay, I promise you!" Ye Qiu heard their conversation in the jar and felt aggrieved.

"You really decided? If you choose this path, you can't turn back." Zhuo Donglai asked.

"One step to heaven, one step to hell, I don't think I am a short-lived person." Ye Qiu forced himself to show an ugly smile.

There are so many mutated golden flames in his Niwan Palace. Although the two medicine soups before were domineering, they had not alarmed the "uncle". So Ye Qiu was sure that even if the Qijue soup of the old man Qingchan was domineering, he would not hurt him.

"Okay, domineering, I like such young people. Zhuo Donglai, I think you should give up your seat quickly. This kid is the best candidate to lead your Bencao Sect to defeat "Wuji". " Qingchan smiled and went back to prepare for the Qijue Soup.

"Ye Qiu, you can't be impulsive. This old guy is unique in his use of medicine. He really has the medicine, and even I am not sure to save him." Zhuo Dong said.

"After entering the Materia Medica Sect, I really haven't done anything for the sect. Although this time I took some risk, have I become more useful after passing this level? Besides, I'm not an ordinary person."

Ye Qiu suddenly condensed his supernatural powers, and two golden lights hit the glass jar in front of him, making a thud.

This time the feeling was different from the previous two episodes, neither numb, itchy or painful. On the contrary, a rich fragrance spread into the nostrils, and Ye Qiu actually felt like he was floating in the air.

"Hey, hey, boy, how do you feel?" Qingchan's face turned a little blue, and it was indeed very suitable for his name.

"It's very good, but is this thing useful?" Ye Qiu asked with a frown while standing in the jar.

"What? Underestimate me?" Qingchan's eyes changed, she took out a little worn cloth bag from her pocket, and threw it into the jar without saying a word.

"You want to enjoy it, right? I will fulfill you!"

I don't know what was put in the cloth bag, but Ye Qiu felt that a ball of gunpowder seemed to be ignited in his body. The numbness and itch that was far ten times more than before was 100 times rushing into his mind, making him unable to help but fall into a coma.

But the long needle in Qingchan’s hand is not jealous. Whenever he faints, he will immediately pierce his acupoints and wake him up.

"Ahem, my Qijue Soup took twenty years of hard work. If you sleep comfortably, I will lose a lot!" A crazy look appeared on Qingchan's face: "If you don't succeed, you will be successful. If you can't stand it, I will burn you to ashes!"

Zhuo Donglai stood helplessly next to him.

boom!

The last moment came, and the three flavors of numbness, itching and pain reached their peak. Ye Qiu only felt pain in his whole body split. All his spiritual will broke away from his body at that moment, and it was floating into the infinite void.

He could no longer bear it, so he screamed and fell into a coma.

Qingchan frowned and stabbed him with a long needle a few times.

It's just a pity that the method that was unsatisfactory had failed. Ye Qiu seemed to have turned into a piece of wood at this time, without even a trace of reaction.

Table Donglai's expression changed drastically, and he pulled Ye Qiu out of the jar.

"Qingchan, you won't kill my apprentice, are you?"

"Tsk! Look at me so underestimately? You can see it yourself!"

Zhuo Donglai stretched out his hand to take the pulse and found that Ye Qiu's pulse was stable, his heartbeat was strong, and the key data were very healthy.

"I don't know the effect of Qijue Soup. My teacher didn't listen to advice back then and insisted on trying it, but he died on the spot. I don't know what's wrong with your apprentice's current situation."

Seeing Zhuo Donglai's expression calmed down, Qingchan said again.

"What does it mean?"

"This guy is a vegetative person now." Qingchan also took the pulse and said indifferently.

"What's the solution?"

"No, if so, my teacher wouldn't have died back then."

"you……!"

"What's wrong with me? Ye Qiu agreed himself, thinking about benefits and no risks. Do you think he is God's illegitimate son? Wait, now you can only hope that a miracle will happen."

Qingchan took out a ginseng from her pocket and put it in her mouth and chewed it slowly.

"It seems like I've made something. Apart from those excellent medicinal materials, I have spent twenty years of hard work. At most, you just go find another apprentice."

Qingchan said angrily while replenishing her vitality.
Chapter completed!