Anyway, he has long been familiar with the various alchemy techniques in the "Emperor's Scripture".
"You can take the exam however you want, I don't care."
Qin Mo shrugged.
"Okay, you come with me."
After Wu Qingyuan hesitated again and again, he took him to the back hall.
After passing through a long corridor, we finally arrived at a dark room.
There is almost no light in the dark room, only a piece of jade embedded in the wall emits a faint cold light.
There is a stone bed in the center of the darkroom, and an old man with a gossamer-like energy lying on it.
Beside the old man, there was a man with sharp eyes.
This man was tall and cold, dressed in black, as if he was blending into the darkness.
As soon as Qin Mo came in, he was stared at by this man.
"What a strong cultivation level."
Qin Mo was secretly surprised.
I just feel that this man's aura is unfathomable and he is definitely an innate master.
Maybe, he is much stronger than his father.
"Qin Mo, this is your test question. Let's see what kind of poison he has."
Wu Qingyuan pointed to the old man on the stone bed.
Qin Mo finally understood that Wu Qingyuan was not testing himself, he was clearly asking himself to treat his illness.
Of course, Wu Qingyuan would not think that Qin Mo had this ability.
He wanted Qin Mo to act as an intermediary and convey the old man's condition to the experts behind Qin Mo.
"I'm afraid he won't live long."
Qin Mo shook his head and said.
"What did you say?"
The man beside the stone bed frowned and his tone was unkind.
"Master Hu, calm down, Master Hu, calm down..."
Wu Qingyuan quickly flattered him.
"Wu Qingyuan, what kind of bullshit doctor are you? It's just that you can't heal yourself. How many people have you invited over the past six months? They're all fucking waste."
"It's better this time. I invited a yellow-haired boy to come. Are you trying to trick me?"
The man was murderous, like a tiger or a wolf.
"How dare I play tricks on Mr. Hu? Although this young man is young, he can write rare prescriptions for elixirs. He must be a disciple of a certain master."
"Even if he can't be cured, maybe his teacher has a way to cure him."
Wu Qingyuan quickly explained.
The old man on the stone bed has a special status, and he is not someone he dares to joke about casually.
"He really won't live long, because he is not poisoned at all, but has something else in his body."
Qin Mo's words were astonishing.
If it was just poisoning, things would be easier to handle.
Wu Qingyuan's medical skills were superb, but even he was unable to do anything. It was probably not as simple as poisoning.
"Is there something else inside you?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Qingyuan, Mr. Hu, and even the old man on the stone bed all changed their expressions.
Qin Mo guessed right, the old man was indeed not poisoned.
"You do have something, much better than those quack doctors before."
Mr. Hu seemed to see a glimmer of hope.
"This old man should be under a curse!"
Qin Mo hit the nail on the head.
"You, how do you know?"
Mr. Hu was dumbfounded.
He took the old man around, but no one could see the crux of the problem at a glance.
The reason why Qin Mo could see through it at a glance was because he was proficient in the Five Arts of Immortal Cultivation.
He is proficient in elixirs, talismans, weapons, arrays, and thoughts.
The average alchemist only specializes in one discipline.
When encountering a cursed seal, you can't even find the crux of the problem, so naturally you have no way to start.
"Young man, please step forward and take a look."
The old man on the stone bed stood up with difficulty and pushed his shirt aside.
There was a strange ghost-faced blood mark on his heart, which was extremely ferocious, as if it was about to pounce out.
Qin Mo frowned and said, "This is called the 'Blood God Curse'. This grimace will keep devouring the blood and energy in your body until you turn into a mummy."
After saying this, Qin Mo took another look at the old man's body and found that it was indeed in a dry state.
"When you came back from the ice field last time, something was wrong with you. It turned out that you were under the Blood God's Curse."
Mr. Hu suddenly realized.
"Then can I still be saved?"
The old man's eyes were almost pleading.
He himself is not afraid of death.
But his life does not belong to him. He carries the hopes of too many people.
He must live!
"To untie the bell, you must tie the bell. Only the caster can truly resolve the Blood God's curse."
Qin Mo shook his head and said.
In fact, there is a method to break the blood god's curse in the "Emperor's Scripture".
It's just that Qin Mo's cultivation is still too weak to use those methods.
"If the Blood God Curse is not removed for one day, it will continue to devour the blood. This vicious curse seal should be the method of the Ice Plains' Blood Cloud Sect. I am afraid that no one will be able to save it this time."
Wu Qingyuan sighed repeatedly.
Upon hearing this, the old man's face turned gloomy, and his eyes were filled with despair.
Wu Qingyuan is a medical fairy with holy hands. Even he said that there is no way to save him, so I'm afraid there is really no way to save him.
Before that, Wu Qingyuan at least would not have made such a final conclusion.
"There are still ways."
But Qin Mo changed the subject.
"What? You, you have a way?"
Mr. Hu was stunned.
The old man also raised his head and looked at Qin Mo in disbelief.
Only Wu Qingyuan sneered inwardly, thinking that Qin Mo didn't know the heights of the world and was just talking nonsense.
"Can I borrow the alchemy room for use?"
Qin Mo didn't explain either.
"You want to make medicine?"
Wu Qingyuan was slightly startled.
Then he pointed outside and said, "The alchemy room is over there. You can use the medicinal materials inside as you wish."
He wanted to see what tricks Qin Mo could do.
Qin Mo's method is very simple, which is to refine the Nirvana Pill to replenish the old man's lost energy and blood.
The old man has been cursed by the Blood God, and his energy and blood are constantly being devoured. As long as he is replenished and restored in time, although it cannot be cured, at least he can continue to live.
However, I will rely heavily on the Nirvana Pill in the future and will take one almost every day.
And this level of consumption is not something ordinary people can afford.
Qin Mo didn't know who this old man was, but since even Wu Qingyuan bowed to him, he must be a very important person.
This kind of person should not be short of money.
Thinking of this, Qin Mo began to make alchemy boldly.
Nirvana Pill is not difficult to refine.
The reason why everyone finds it difficult is because the Dan recipe has been lost.
As long as the medicinal materials are complete and with the help of the Ancestral Dragon Cauldron, Qin Mo can quickly refine the Nirvana Pill.
Half an hour later.
"Mr. Han, do you really believe this kid?"
Wu Qingyuan looked at the old man.
"Didn't you bring this person?"
The old man asked back.
"My original intention is to let the master behind this kid take action, not to let him do whatever he wants."
Wu Qingyuan smiled bitterly.
"That's right, just a teenager, what can he do?"
Mr. Hu doesn't trust Qin Mo very much either.
"Since you don't believe me, why come to me?"
Qin Mo's voice suddenly came from outside the dark room.
"Why are you back again?"
Mr. Hu was stunned.
It had only been half an hour, but Qin Mo had already backed down?
Wu Qingyuan even shook his head and said: "Qin Mo, don't be so stubborn. Alchemy is not child's play, and we didn't put any hope in you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Qin Mo took out a jade bottle.
"Taking one pill every day can help you live longer."
Qin Mo left the pill behind and left directly.
It was obvious that the attitude of Wu Qingyuan and others made him a little unhappy.
"This...is this Nirvana Pill?"
Opening the jade bottle, Wu Qingyuan was immediately stunned.
There were actually thirty nirvana pills in the jade bottle.
How could it be possible to refine so many Nirvana Pills in just half an hour?