Chapter 541
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Zhe Huali carried Jiang Yi's corpse and followed behind Fu Riluo. When he passed by, he turned his head to look at Qin Mu.
Qin Mu was refining pills and hurriedly nodded with a smile. "Senior Brother Zhe Huali, let's meet again if there's a chance."
Zhe Huali was expressionless as he left with Fu Riluo.
The black tiger god jumped down from the hall and took a look at Qin Mu before looking at Saint Woodcutter who had turned around. Saint Woodcutter had put away his huge ax and was observing Qin Mu's method of refining pills in detail.
The other gods also jumped down and gathered around them. Everyone had something to say and many questions to ask, but they were all hesitant to speak.
Saint Woodcutter hadn't opened his mouth, so they didn't dare to be the first to ask.
God Sang Ye hurriedly pulled Sang Hua over and wanted to scold his daughter, but since no one was speaking, it wasn't good for him to open his mouth.
Qin Mu was refining spirit pills and had reached the crucial moment. He was completely focused and didn't have any distractions, so he ignored them. However, being surrounded by the gods and staring at him with bright eyes, even he felt the pressure. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and spread evenly across his forehead.
After a moment, Qin Mu finished refining the spirit pills and crushed them gently. He took out some water and dissolved it before dripping it into Yu He and Shu Yao's eyes and ears.
He carefully observed the growth of their eyes and eardrums and frowned slightly. He went to rummage through his taotie sack and took out a few herbs to refine some ointment. He carefully smeared it on their eyes and ears.
"Why did you apply the ointment twice?"
Saint Woodcutter was puzzled and asked, "The first time was to let their eyes and ears grow, but the second time seems to have some poison. Why is that? "
Qin Mu examined Yu He and Shu Yao's eyes before looking at their ears. "This ointment isn't poison, it's a spirit medicine used to suppress their growth. The first time I refined the pill was to let their damaged eyes and ears grow, but it was also my first time concocting the medicine, so I didn't grasp the medicinal properties. That's why the medicinal properties were a little too strong. If it continued to grow, it would cause their eardrums and eye membranes to become thicker, which would affect their eyesight and hearing. Therefore, I need a second medicine to suppress the growth of the eye and eardrum. "
He stretched his waist and said with a smile, "Now, they've almost recovered. Their eyesight and hearing won't be inferior to before."
The Taihuang Tian gods in the surroundings also let out sighs of relief. Yu He and Shu Yao were the strongest experts among Taihuang Tian divine arts practitioners on Seven Stars Realm. They were also the youths among the Taihuang Tian juniors who had hopes of becoming gods. If they were blind and deaf, it would be a huge loss to the Taihuang Tian.
Huang Yue and the others had died in the sand table world. The Taihuang Tian had already suffered a great loss.
Qin Mu bowed to Saint Woodcutter. "Disciple Qin Mu pays his respects to Patriarch."
Saint Woodcutter stretched out his hands to help him up and said with a smile, "You should have received my teachings. Since you are my personal disciple, you are my disciple. There's no need to call me Patriarch."
Qin Mu was surprised and delighted. If he became Saint Woodcutter's disciple, his seniority would rise. Even if he met the past Heavenly Devil Cult Masters again, those old fogeys wouldn't be able to use seniority to suppress him!
He hesitated for a moment and probed, "Sacred Teacher, have you heard of Heavenly Saint Cult?"
"Heavenly Saint Cult?"
Saint Woodcutter was bewildered and shook his head. "Never heard of it."
Qin Mu's face turned ashen, and he became dispirited.
Saint Woodcutter had indeed never heard of Heavenly Saint Cult!
He was still slightly unwilling to give up and probed, "In that case, Sacred Teacher left behind that sacred tree, the sacred stone, and the ax mark. Is there any deeper meaning?"
"That old locust tree isn't dead yet?"
Saint Woodcutter was astonished. He calculated and said, "That tree should be around twenty thousand years old, right? That old locust tree has been chopped by me so many times yet it's still alive. It's probably going to become a spirit soon. "
Qin Mu stuttered, "Sacred Teacher, that, that sacred stone …"
"What sacred stone? Oh, you are talking about that stone when I impart my teachings? What's wrong? "
Qin Mu felt as though he had been struck by lightning, and his mind was in a mess. He stuttered, "Every time our Heavenly Saint Cult holds a grand ceremony, we have to kowtow to that sacred stone and also to the sacred tree. Only the cult masters and elders of the cult that have made outstanding contributions have the right to have their ashes buried under the sacred tree after they die …"
Saint Woodcutter shook his head. "So much etiquette? What I hate the most is etiquette. Could Heavenly Saint Cult have been established by that disciple of mine? Your big senior brother didn't learn all his abilities and made quite a number of rules. Only caring about rules has lost the meaning of me imparting my teachings to him. Good-for-nothing, good-for-nothing! "
The 'disciple' and 'big senior brother' he was talking about were Founding Master of Heavenly Saint Cult. This Founding Master was also a mysterious figure, and Qin Mu had never seen him in Fengdu.
He had never been to Fengdu, so he didn't know where he had gone.
Qin Mu's face turned green and white. The sacred tree and sacred stone that the past cult masters, elders, hall masters, and followers of Heavenly Saint Cult had treated as a sacred treasure was actually something dispensable in Saint Woodcutter's eyes!
If this truth was spread out, everyone in Heavenly Saint Cult, including the young patriarch and the past cult masters of Fengdu, would probably go crazy!
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