Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Okay!" Qin Ming nodded, "but I can't guarantee that I can cure it!"

"In this world, not all injuries can be treated with pill."

"And I have never seen Emperor Wu, and I don't know if his injury can be cured!"

Several people reported huge expectations to him, but he was not 100% sure, so he could only try his best.

In order to prevent them from expecting too much, and to be even more disappointed by the time, Qin Ming could only put the ugly words first.

"Of course!" Cang Yu hurriedly said, "Whether you can help or not, we are all grateful to you."

"Okay, then I will try." Qin Ming nodded.

The three were overjoyed, and Cangyu and Xuanming led them to the Xuandian.

"You put the Sect Master in the magma?" Qin Ming asked in surprise as he watched the middle-aged man soaked in the magma.

The room was very spacious, with few decorations, and it didn't look like the place where Emperor Wu lived.

Not in line with the noble status of Emperor Wu, and thinking that their suzerain is usually simple and doesn't like chaotic luxury, Qin Ming has no doubts in his heart.

It's just that he never thought that there was a magma fire pool inside.

"This magma pool is used by the Sect Master for his usual practice. We can see that by putting the Sect Master in it, the Sect Master's breathing will be more powerful.

"So we also soaked the entire body of the Sect Master!"

Cangyu explained.

Nodding his head, Qin Ming asked: "There seems to be no volcano here, how do you maintain the heat of the magma?"

"I don't know, it may be related to the formation outside."

"This is the training place of the Sect Master. We rarely come in."

"The sect master doesn't like to be disturbed by people while practicing!"

Cang Yu said.

"Yeah! Then I'm going to see your suzerain now." Qin Ming walked towards the middle-aged man soaked in magma.

The higher the inside, the higher the temperature, but Qin Ming didn't care.

"Qin Ming is dangerous, this magma sometimes sprays out..." Seeing Qin Ming getting closer, Cangyu shouted loudly, but before he finished speaking, a large block of magma swept towards Qin Ming on the spot.

"Ah!" Lan Zhi cried out worriedly, she seemed to see Qin Ming wrapped in magma.

The flaming magma came towards Qin Ming, anxious and sudden, he didn't care, and he kept walking towards the middle-aged people in the center of the magma lake.

The scorching magma splashed on Qin Ming's body, burning his neat clothes into black carbon, and even more blue smoke came out.

Qin Ming frowned, as if he had damaged his clothes and was speechless.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me!"

Turning around, Qin Ming faced Lan Zhi.

"Is he okay?" Seeing Qin Ming stepping on the magma under his feet, he looked like he was stepping in the water. The frown on his face seemed to blame the water for wetting his trouser legs.

I saw Qin Ming lifted his foot. The shoes on his feet had been burned by the magma, and the soles of the feet were exposed. There were no scars on the soles. It was really like stepping on water.

Papa, Qin Ming walked forward step by step, the lake was not deep at all, just over his knees.

Soon, Qin Ming came to the middle-aged man and reached out to help him up.

The middle-aged man is heavier than he thought. It's just a person, but he feels as heavy as holding a mountain.

He was wearing black clothing. The black clothing was soaked in the flaming lava without any damage, and even the temperature did not change much. Qin Ming couldn't help being surprised.

"It's the clothes themselves, or the cause of Emperor Wu."

He didn't feel any peculiarities in this dress.