Chapter 1921: Dead
The pain was so severe that he couldn't even bear it for a moment, and his mind went blank.
He fell to the ground holding his head, almost losing the ability to think and move, but there was always a voice in his heart telling him to get up quickly, otherwise Miss Yun would not be able to wake up.
It was this voice that supported him. He put his hands on the ground and gradually stood up while enduring the pain.
Sweat was all over the floor. He gritted his teeth and forced himself to hold on. At a certain moment, he stood up completely, but with a hunched back, he began to stir the dragon tongue herb liquid in the stove. The aroma became more and more intense.
Now we need to make the medicine more concentrated, so we need a stronger fire.
As he thought about it, the divine fire actually became a little bigger.
Can he actually control this fire?
Qingyun was surprised, but he did not forget to put the dragon tongue grass liquid away first.
When the alchemy furnace was emptied, the fire disappeared.
But at this time the fire in the other alchemy furnace was still burning, and Qingyun wanted to replace the fire in the other alchemy furnace with divine fire.
So with a thought, the fire in the alchemy furnace suddenly became scorching hot, exactly the same feeling as before.
So... can he control the fire?
Only then did Qingyun finally have time to check his sea of consciousness.
I realized that the sea of consciousness that was turbid and muddy just now has become completely clear, even cleaner than before.
And somewhere deep in the sea of consciousness, there was a faint golden light.
This small golden light was emitting a fiery glow that was extremely hot and scorching. This familiar breath was clearly the flame from before.
So, has this flame actually recognized its master?
Qingyun was overjoyed when he thought of this, and at this moment a familiar "swish" sound came from the alchemy furnace.
This is the sound of the elixir being successfully refined!
The next moment, tremendous power surged into Qingyun's body, his sea of consciousness expanded instantly, and the range of his mental perception increased in the blink of an eye.
He opened the alchemy furnace with trembling hands, and when he saw the eight elixir patterns, Qingyun was so excited that he almost cried.
Immortal Grade Eighth…
It only took him the time to refine a pill, but he actually became an eighth-grade immortal-level alchemist. Did he break through the bottleneck that he had been unable to break through for many years?
Who gave him this flame as a gift?
Qingyun felt that he had some guesses in his mind, but he also knew that he could not say anything, so he walked out of the alchemy room with the eight Turtle Breath Pills that had just been baked.
The moment they saw Qingyun, almost everyone's eyes were fixed on his face, and they were stunned for a moment.
Because Qingyun's face was pitch black at this time, his neat hairstyle was now messy, and there was blood on his mouth from being burned by the fire.
He looked quite disheveled, like two different people compared to when he went in.
But Qingyun couldn't see their expressions or his own face at all. He was only thinking about feeding Yun Guiyue the medicine.
He fed the Turtle Breathing Pill to Yun Guiyue, gently pinched her chin open, touched the acupuncture point with his fingertips, and Yun Guiyue swallowed it, but her face was still pale.
After taking the pill, Yun Guiyue's breath became weaker and weaker, even weaker than the little breath that remained before, as if he had already stopped breathing.
Qingyun took advantage of the fact that no one else raised any questions and quickly explained, "This is normal now. I gave her the Turtle Breathing Pill, which can prolong her current state for a long time."
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