Evil Phoenix Nitian: It’s a bit busy to torture the scum with bare hands

Chapter 1370 Soul Replenishing Pill

When Elder Hong heard that it was going to be a soul-repairing pill from the "Alchemy Scroll", it would not be difficult! Isn't she the true descendant of the lineage of Alchemy God Yuan Zun? We already have the Evil Fire and the Zunwang Cauldron, so what do we have to worry about? Hurry up and make the elixir! His young son was finally saved! Sure enough, God's eyes are open! He immediately urged Feng Chuqi to prepare the elixir with a look of ecstasy, while he walked away, ready to find the elixir for refining the "soul-replenishing elixir".

"But……"

Feng Chuqi was very ashamed, and immediately grabbed Elder Hong who was about to rush out to find the elixir. He touched his nose with a very embarrassed expression: "I can only refine the eighth-grade elixir now." , this ninth grade..."

I have never practiced at all! If you ask her to practice, won't it cost her life?
ah! Yes! Elder Hong immediately patted his head heavily, spinning around anxiously. How could he forget this! What is needed to save Qing'er is a ninth-grade elixir, and it is not an ordinary ninth-grade elixir, but a ninth-grade elixir from the "Alchemy Scroll", so it is not difficult to refine!

Although she is a true descendant of the lineage of the Alchemy God Yuan Zun, and possesses both the Evil Fire and the King's Cauldron, after all, her alchemist level is limited, so how can she refine a ninth-grade elixir!

It's over now! It’s over!

It was not easy to find a way to save Qing'er, but the chance was slim, so we had to use evil fire and the King's Cauldron! Even if there are other ninth-grade alchemists, it won’t work! But what to do?
only……

"Wait! What did you just say? How many grades of elixirs can you...have been able to refine?"

"Eighth grade!"

Feng Chuqi sighed: "If I had less things to do recently, and if I didn't concentrate on learning to refine weapons some time ago and focused more on refining alchemy, I might have been able to refine a ninth-grade elixir. But I have absolutely no chance. I didn't expect that An Qing would be so seriously injured, and he would have to use the ninth-grade soul-replenishing pill. I...Oh! It's all my fault, it's all my fault! If I can't save An Qing, I...I..."

Feng Chuqi felt extremely regretful. She finally realized what "medicine" means when it's time to use it.
Gulu!

Elder Hong swallowed hard. He had previously focused on the ninth-grade elixir, but he hadn't thought that this girl would be able to refine the eighth-grade elixir at such a young age, and she would have already caught up with his Qing'er! Is this going against the grain?

He had always felt that her talent in refining medicine was not as good as his disciple's, even if Qing'er had lost to her.

After all, the reason why Qing'er lost to her in the first place was because his scheming and calculation were not as good as hers.

But scheming and calculation are completely incompatible with the talent of refining medicine, and they are not real abilities. Moreover, when Qing'er competed with her, he also suppressed his true level and failed to exert his maximum potential, so winning or losing did not count at all.

Therefore, in his eyes, his apprentice An Qing is a genius in the world of medicine refining, and no one can catch up with him.

But now he heard something! This girl is not doing her job properly (cough! He knew from the beginning that this girl regards alchemy as a hobby, and she only likes to practice. This is completely different from his apprentice. As a great alchemist, he doesn't like Feng at all. The girl who regarded alchemy as a hobby on the seventh day of Chu Qi actually reached the level of an eighth-level alchemist. And even though she was dedicated to practicing and learning to refine weapons, she was promoted to the eighth-level alchemist. This also made those alchemists who worked hard to refine elixirs but couldn't advance how to live!
If it was in the past, he really wanted to hit her on the head several times regardless of his status. But now is not the time for him to marvel that she has reached the super talent of an eighth-level alchemist at such a young age. Instead, she should think carefully about what she should do if she is now an eighth-grade alchemist and cannot refine a ninth-grade elixir to save An Qing.

Thinking of this, Elder Hong suddenly felt that it was no big deal that she was an eighth-grade alchemist at such a young age! But why is it so useless? He is not even a ninth-grade alchemist, because he can’t even save Qing’er!
If she was willing to put more thought into refining the medicine, wouldn't his young son be saved?
"Then what are you waiting for? Go and practice quickly! Qing'er will be saved if he reaches the ninth level alchemist as soon as possible. Why are you still lingering here?" As soon as he finished speaking, Elder Hong couldn't wait to push Feng Chuqi out. He urged her to practice alchemy as soon as possible, hoping that a miracle would happen immediately and she would now be a ninth-level alchemist.

Only in this way can An Qing have a way out, otherwise he would definitely be dead!
"Wait...wait a minute!" Being pushed out by Elder Hong, Feng Chuqi quickly raised her hand to stop her and shouted helplessly: "Even if you want to practice, you have to give An Qing acupuncture first before going. Ah! Otherwise, his body won’t be able to survive for long!”

Uh?
Elder Hong's hand stiffened and he stopped immediately.

yes! The most important thing now is to help An Qing recover his body first. It is best to delay it for a while, so that Feng Chuqi has time to advance to the ninth level alchemist and refine the ninth level "soul-replenishing pill" for him.

At that moment, he quickly pulled Feng Chuqi to sit beside An Qing's bed and asked her to give An Qing acupuncture.

Feng Chuqi took a deep breath and without any hesitation, took out the silver needle and started acupuncture for An Qing.

Because An Qing's body was so badly damaged, Feng Chuqi mustered up all her energy and used all her strength to perform the Nine-turn Silver Needle Acupuncture Technique.

This time acupuncture took a huge toll on Feng Chuqi.

Almost all the meridians in An Qing's body were blocked, and it was definitely a time-consuming and labor-intensive project to open them one by one. Therefore, not long after Feng Chuqi applied the acupuncture, she was already sweating profusely and her face turned pale. Fortunately, she had anticipated it early on and handed over many elixirs for replenishing profound energy to the soul beast before administering the acupuncture. At this time, when the soul beast saw that the profound energy consumption in its master's body was too huge, it immediately gave her a supplementary pill, otherwise the nine-turn silver needle acupuncture technique had not been finished, and the master might have collapsed first!
Seeing Feng Chuqi who was so dedicated to An Qing, Elder Hong beside him couldn't help but be moved.

In the past, because An Qing was the genius alchemist of Yaogong, there were surprisingly many people fawning over him on weekdays. However, since An Qing's incident, everyone who was on good terms with him in the past has avoided them. Like this little girl, she came to her door in person, not only did she work hard, but she even spent her own profound energy to treat her.

During this period of time, after fully witnessing the indifference of human relationships, he felt that Feng Chuqi's friendship with An Qing was even more valuable.

He has decided! As long as Qing'er can escape this disaster, he will not stop Qing'er from interacting with her in the future, and he will also love this touching little girl as much as he loves Qing'er.

Time passed quietly while Feng Chuqi was applying acupuncture to An Qing.

(End of this chapter)