Cold sweat broke out on Apothecary's forehead as he walked around Qin Mu. His sleeves fluttered in the wind as all kinds of pill refinement techniques reached perfection, dazzling everyone's eyes.
Pill refinement techniques were also divine arts. If Apothecary claimed to be second in this aspect, no one would dare to claim to be first!
Back in Disabled Elderly Village, Village Chief had once said that if Apothecary could use his pill refinement techniques in battle, his paths, skills, and divine arts would improve by leaps and bounds.
If coupled with his dense cultivation, Apothecary could also be ranked among the strong practitioners in the world.
However, Apothecary didn't put his heart into cultivation and didn't research paths, skills, and divine arts. He only reared poisonous insects and herbs, which resulted in him being the existence with the lowest cultivation realm in Disabled Elderly Village.
At this moment, Qin Mu's situation was critical. The medicinal energy of the spirit pills that Apothecary had refined was too strong. His goal was to dissolve Qin Mu's cultivation and refine the celestial palace of the medical path. This was equivalent to helping Qin Mu enter the path of medicine through his hands.
Even though he didn't like to fight, he still had pride in his heart. He wanted to suppress Village Chief, Mute, and the rest. However, he didn't expect that not only was he unable to suppress the other complete celestial palaces, he couldn't even control the medicinal energy of the spirit pills.
Apothecary's footsteps were as though he was flying as he circled around Qin Mu. His pill refinement techniques were ever-changing and became faster and faster.
His forehead was dripping with sweat, and before it could even fall, it had already turned into white steam and rose into the air. He had treated Qin Mu as a pill furnace and the medicinal energy in Qin Mu's body as the herbs, wanting to refine Qin Mu into a spirit pill!
Only now did he regret not cultivating diligently to raise his cultivation. Qin Mu's body was too strong. Using Qin Mu as a pill furnace and activating this human-shaped pill furnace required dense magic power.
The medicinal energy in Qin Mu's body was too strong, so activating the medicinal energy to form the celestial palace of the medical path was much harder.
He was panting now, and his vital qi was depleting faster and faster. If he couldn't gather his vital qi at any time, all his efforts would be for naught.
His face was like a red cloth that had just been fished out of a vat of dye. He desperately mobilized his cultivation and tried to transform the pure true vitality in Qin Mu's body into the celestial palace of the medical path.
As long as the Heavenly Palace of Medicine took shape, the Heavenly Palace's Heavenly Law of Medicine could save Qin Mu's life.
However, even with all his strength and cultivation, it was still difficult for him to transform the vital essence in Qin Mu's body into the Heavenly Palace of the Medical Way.
Poof!
Apothecary spat out a mouthful of blood as he felt his vital qi depleted. However, only half of Qin Mu's medical celestial palace was completed.
"Even if I have to risk my life, I can't let anything happen to Mu 'er!"
Apothecary's stubbornness flared up. He suddenly reversed his cultivation technique, ignited his Qi and blood, and continued to use all kinds of alchemy techniques to slap Qin Mu, helping Qin Mu, this human-shaped alchemy furnace, to refine the medicinal energy.
At this moment, Qin Mu suddenly raised his hand and waved, blocking his pill refining technique. He sneered and said, "Grandpa Apothecary, you screwed up, didn't you? I knew you would screw up. Every time you refine a new pill, you either lack one or lack another. "
Apothecary was stunned. His sharp senses detected that Qin Mu's Heavenly Palace of the Medical Way was actually forming on its own. It was Qin Mu's spirit embryo primordial spirit executing the other celestial palaces and the taiji diagram to refine the remaining medicinal energy, transforming his vital essence into the Heavenly Palace of the Medical Way.
"Poof!"
Apothecary spat out another mouthful of blood, and Qin Mu hurriedly raised his hand to seal the Qi and blood that was flowing backward in his body. He helped him to sit down and said with a smile, "Grandpa Apothecary, now you know the disadvantages of not having any cultivation, right?"
Apothecary raised his trembling hand and pointed at him. Qin Mu pressed his hand down and said earnestly, "Once bitten, twice shy. If I hadn't left some cultivation for emergencies, wouldn't you have died of exhaustion?"
Apothecary said with a trembling voice, "You could have refined the medicinal energy yourself, yet you made me vomit blood from exhaustion …"
"Grandpa Apothecary always tricked me in the past, and I learned from him."
Qin Mu quickly took out some spirit herbs and prepared them to refine spirit pills to nourish his vital qi and qi. He said with a smile, "If I didn't scare you this time, you would have suffered sooner or later. Now that you know your mistake, you will work hard to cultivate in the future and strive to be as strong as me. "
"You're unfilial …"
Just as Apothecary said that, Qin Mu stuffed a handful of spirit pills into his mouth. He said angrily, "I'm not eating …"
Qin Mu stretched out a finger and gently slid it across his throat. Apothecary couldn't help swallowing the spirit pills.
Qin Mu's fingers danced like the wind and continuously tapped on his chest to help him refine the medicinal energy. He said, "Don't throw a tantrum like a child. I might have schemed against you this time, but what if you don't have enough strength to dissolve the medicinal energy and save me when I'm in a situation where I'm definitely going to die? Of course, I'm so strong that I won't encounter such a situation, but what about Village Chief? He's not as strong as me. "
He knew that Apothecary had the best relationship with Village Chief, so he said patiently, "If Village Chief is seriously injured and is about to die, and you have medicine to save him, but you don't have enough magic power to catalyze the medicinal energy, wouldn't you have to watch him die in front of you?"
Apothecary regained some of his spirit and said while panting, "You're cursing Village Chief. You're unfilial, how sad would Village Chief be …"
Qin Mu circulated his cultivation and refined the excess medicinal energy in his body. He said with a smile, "I'm just making an analogy, I'm not cursing him. Don't talk nonsense. "
"Village Chief's sword picked you …"
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