Ming Lao knelt!

It's not that he wants to kneel down for Qin Ping, he was really shocked too much.

Thinking that he is a lot older, he has been comprehending the way of the elixir for many years, studying painstakingly and solitarily, and conscientiously alchemy, and the wisdom of the divine canon obtained is only a few hundreds, which is only a drop in the bucket compared to the wisdom in the entire divine canon.

However, now it's a good thing, Qin Ping has entered this medicine god for the first time, how much effort has it been, and he actually gave the whole divine codex?

What's even more amazing is that Qin Ping's way of obtaining the divine canon was not through gifts, but through his own enlightenment?

This......

It is the people who are more popular than the dead!

Ming Lao felt that he was a lot older, and he had lived to be a dog.

It's so useless!

When Qin Ping saw this scene, his expression was a little helpless, and he finally reacted like looking around Si Qin, and realized in hindsight that the divine code was probably not so easy to obtain.

Recalling the experience of his brain almost bursting along the way just now, Qin Ping also had to admit that it was indeed not easy to get the wisdom of the divine code from the corridor.

He was able to do it mainly because he had a strong heart.

With the support of developed rational thinking, he was able to discover the mystery from every detail in the corridor, and then find the laws in it, so as to gain insight into the wisdom in it.

This is inseparable from Qin Ping's long-term exercise. I want him to go against the ancient path, take the Fa and cultivate, tens of thousands of ways at the same time, always efficient and accurate, not bad at all, relying on a strong heart.

If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have gained so much today.

Seeing that the master was so out of shape, he was speechless for a while, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

At this time, the others who were a little aware of it finally understood the meaning of the conversation between Qin Ping and Ming Lao, and their hearts were even more shocked, and their expressions when they looked at Qin Ping were full of incredulity, awe, envy, jealousy, and heat......

All in all, the opening of the Temple of Medicine this time, this beginning, can be described as a twist and turn, showing the complexity and sinister of the human heart to the fullest.

"So ......"

Ming Lao stood up, tidied up his robe, glanced at Xiong Zhihua on the ground, and covered the coffin and said, "It's a complete misunderstanding?"

Qin Ping said solemnly: "Of course it's a misunderstanding. In the Medicine God Temple, how can I make a mistake? If I come here, how can the Medicine God Patriarch turn a blind eye? However, if someone wants to take the opportunity to kill me, there is no doubt about it!"

When Xiong Zhihua heard this, he shuddered, his eyes paused on Qin Ping, he slowly stood up, looked up and said, "Qin Ping, don't be complacent." The ancestor of the God of Medicine is above, so you can't talk nonsense. What is the truth, whether you say it or not, it still has to be learned by the ancestors!"

Qin Ping laughed, his gaze lifted upward, and he also looked at the top of the hall.

Relying on his own ability to comprehend the great wisdom, without any illegal actions, he has an open heart and a clear conscience, even if he is the ancestor of the medicine god, his heart is bright, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

Looking at it, I saw a totem idol emerge, which was the appearance of an old man with crane hair and a childish face, lifelike, eyes like torches, and the aura lingering all over his body, like auspicious clouds, which carried the supreme wisdom of the way of the elixir.

From this totem idol, Qin Ping felt the ultimate interpretation of the way of "tonics", which was profound and wonderful.

Even in addition to this way of tonic, there are many kinds of wisdom, such as the way of derivation of the way of elixir such as poison, incantation, and calamity.

Seeing the arrival of the medicine god ancestor totem idol, everyone's expressions became solemn, and there was no longer any frivolity and rebellion, and the entire hall was quiet, shrouded in the aura of the medicine god ancestor, and it was peaceful.

Ming Lao walked forward, ascended to the altar, recited the sacrificial incantation, and between the movements of his body, a strong sense of ritual emerged.

Suddenly, an elixir appeared in his hand.

The pill is a sacrifice, and it is called a sacrificial pill.

Refining the sacrificial pill can be said to be something that no medicine god island medicine cultivator must learn.

Because only by refining this elixir can the sacrifice be completed and the totem idol of the ancestor can be communicated.

Seeing that Ming Lao began to sacrifice the sacrificial pill, the other disciples who were prepared also took action, holding the sacrificial pills they had refined with both hands, and sacrificed them one by one.

The pills flew up, swirling around the totem idols, and finally turned into the aura.

Suddenly, an ethereal and transcendent divine power appeared, as if the totem idol was resurrected and the ancestor of the god of medicine had descended.

In the whole hall, it was suddenly shrouded in a peaceful light, harmonious and natural, filled with a medicinal fragrance, which made people feel refreshed, Qin was full of Tai, and his heart was peaceful.

"Ah, the ancestor is above!"

Just as Ming Lao was about to move on to the next step, a crying voice sounded.

I saw that Xiong Zhihua suddenly took a few steps forward, knelt down under the totem idol, prostrate on the ground, and cried loudly: "Today, there are unscrupulous people, believing in the great rebellion, blending into the temple and stealing the aura of the ancestor, the ancestor has a spirit, please make it clear!"

When everyone heard this, their faces changed, and they all looked at Xiong Zhihua.

No one expected that in front of the ancestor totem idol, the self-destruction of the chest would make such an outrageous move.

This person is still not giving up, he is actually stubborn to the end, and he has to label Qin Ping as stealing wisdom?

"It's going to be with me!"

Qin Ping frowned slightly, a little annoyed in his heart.

Mosquitoes are not scary, they can be killed with a single slap, but when they buzz and fly non-stop, they are very annoying.

If it weren't for the Medicine God Temple, if it weren't for the fact that he respected the Medicine God Patriarch extremely much in his heart, Qin Ping would not allow him to be presumptuous again and again.

In fact, the mind of this Xiong Zhihua is also very simple, it is a situation of breaking the jar and breaking it, and it will be burned with Qin Ping's jade.

He did this series of things in the Medicine God Temple today, and he would definitely not be able to continue his studies on Medicine God Island, even if Ming Lao didn't expel him and stayed on the island, it would definitely be a joke, and he would leave on his own.

Now that he is barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes, what if Qin Ping really has a problem? He knows that the god of medicine is powerful and lowers punishment, no matter how strong Qin Ping is, it is not so easy to bear.

The Xiong Zhi painting had already offered the sacrificial pill, and when he spoke out at this moment, it really attracted the attention of the totem idol of the ancestor of the god of medicine.

Xiong Zhihua, who knelt on the ground, immediately felt something, raised his neck, and raised his eyes to look up.

Everyone's heartstrings couldn't help but tighten, and they all paid attention to it, and they were also very curious.

Is there a problem with this Qin Ping?

What kind of judgment will the Medicine God Patriarch give?

In front of the totem idol of the Medicine God Patriarch is where everyone's eyes are condensed.

There, suddenly the aura gathered, and between the flashes of brilliance, a word appeared from inside: Pin!

Seeing the word "product", everyone understands that you are the product of character.

The next moment, the word "Pin" clicked and shattered into slag.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but look at you Qin Ping.

Qin Ping was indifferent, just shrugged helplessly.

Immediately afterwards, there was a word that appeared: Virtue!

The word "virtue", which everyone feels, is the virtue of morality.

Click, the next moment, "De" also crumbled into slag.

Xiong Zhihua's face couldn't help but smile, and his excited body was trembling.

At this time, the word "Dao" appeared there.

The word "wisdom", which everyone feels, is the wisdom of wisdom, or the wisdom of intelligence.

With a click, "Zhi" also collapsed and shattered.

Seeing this, Xiong Zhihua couldn't help laughing, turned to look at Qin Ping, and said with a smug face: "Qin Ping, what else do you have to say?

Qin Ping looked at Xiong Zhihua like an idiot, shrugged his shoulders and said, "The person who sacrificed is you, do you still think that the ancestor of the God of Medicine is talking about others?

"Qin Ping, at this moment, you still have to quibble! Why don't you quickly kneel down and confess your sins and repent of your crimes......

"Alas, Xiong Zhihua, be quiet!"

Ming Lao sighed, interrupted Xiong Zhihua, and said in a deep voice: "Why don't you take a look at what's going on on your face?"

Xiong Zhihua was stunned when he heard this, looked at his face, and saw six big characters of no quality, no virtue and no wisdom, which were suddenly imprinted on his face......

Xiong Zhihua and others were expelled from Yaoshen Island on the spot, but it was the patriarch who personally judged.

And Qin Ping was not punished in any way, but was deeply affirmed and rewarded, it was a mouthful of inheritance medicine tripod, and it was also the medicine tripod used by the medicine god back then, and its name was Gulong Ding.

As soon as this tripod comes out, it can be called the king of the tripods on the island of the god of medicine, and it can be described as a priceless treasure.

Because it is not only a furnace for refining medicine and alchemy, but also a thing of inheritance, in which there are various techniques for refining pills and pill prescriptions, all of which are left by the god of medicine, which can be called a peerless study.

This is simply envious of others, and even Ming Lao is quite blushing.

After a inheritance, nearly one-third of the newcomers failed to get the approval of the God of Medicine, declaring that they had no chance with the way of the pill on the Medicine God Island.

Among them is Feng Gangya, who is from the Martial Fortune Divine Kingdom.

The evaluation given by the Medicine God Patriarch is that the heart is not suitable, cold and hard, and it is not conducive to harmony, and it is difficult to achieve success in the pill.

In this way, Qin Ping also had an identity on the Medicine God Island, and even because of the favor of the Medicine God Patriarch, plus Qin Ping's comprehension of the divine code and mastery of the Ancient Dragon Ding, his identity on the island was quite transcendent, and Ming Lao specially assigned a palace for Qin Ping.

In this way, Qin Ping began to temporarily stop on the Medicine God Island, and shifted his main energy to the pill pill.

The way of the pill is still the same as other cultivation, wisdom is wisdom, and the way to really test the ability of a medicine cultivator, saying a thousand ways and ten thousand, still has to look at the alchemy. No matter how many wisdom you have and infinite theories, you can't refine a panacea.

This refining elixir also involves a huge amount of money, and there are many aspects that need to be learned, which belong to technical work, and there is no spectrum with high technical content.

Originally, according to normal circumstances, if Qin Ping wanted to make achievements in the pill, I am afraid it would take a long time, not because he was slow to learn, but because his knowledge source was limited.

However, since Qin Ping obtained the wisdom of the Divine Code and the Ancient Dragon Ding, these problems have been solved.

Today's Qin Ping, all that is short is time. Through the specific practice of alchemy and alchemy, master the various techniques of refining pills, accumulate various experiences, and gradually integrate the wisdom in the classics of the god of medicine, turn them into their own use, and use the various techniques and techniques of alchemy and alchemy passed down in the ancient dragon tripod to be proficient and proficient one by one, and then try to get out of their own way of pills.

Anyway, with the absorption and confirmation of the wisdom of the divine scriptures, Qin Ping's growth rate can be said to be very amazing.

Even Ming Lao, in recent times, often came to Qin Ping to explore many things about refining pills, and discussed all kinds of doubts with Qin Ping.

In Qin Pingzhi's normal times, he devoted one-third of his energy to the way of the elixir, the other one-third to cultivation, and the remaining one-third to continue to learn the way of formation pattern with Tianshi.

The three-pronged approach, although it seems that he is inattentive, but Qin Ping's progress speed in these three aspects is unimaginable for ordinary beast masters.

And in the recent period of time, the blessings of Qin Ping's Origin Creation Qi began to become more frequent, and the number of each day began to exceed 10,000, and it was still improving.

Qin Ping knew that the foundation of the Qin Tian Academy was beginning to explode.

And after the Qin Tian totem poles were erected, the effect also began to appear.

This means that more than 10,000 people enter the Tao every day.

And that's just the beginning. Because in the face of new things, those who dare to accept it bravely, and are the first to eat crabs, have never been a very few.

When these very few people have achieved some achievements in the cultivation of the Dao, and have experienced the wonders of the Qin Tian Academy, as well as the various benefits of the Dao, the word-of-mouth effect will appear.

At that time, the number of people entering the Tao every day will increase dramatically.

"A spark can start a prairie fire, it seems that the seeds of thought sown in the Baolong Empire have finally begun to germinate!"

Feeling all these changes, Qin Ping sighed in his heart. He is still quite satisfied with the current momentum.

The most important point is that his power has suppressed the situation in the Baolong Empire, and so far, the number of Qin Tian totem poles damaged is very small and almost negligible.

Inside the hall, Qin Ping was practicing alchemy.

In his Qin body, there were a total of one hundred and eight pill tripods suspended in the air.

These medicine tripods are of ordinary quality, and there are many of them on the Medicine God Island, mainly for the practice of medicine cultivators who are just getting started.

Qin Ping didn't use Gu Long Ding to practice.

Because he knew that his ability to refine the pill was still very insufficient, he didn't dare to use the Gu Long Ding rashly, for fear that it would destroy the aura of the pill in it.

A good medicine tripod has its own pattern, as if it is hidden inside, and if the elixir is often refined, it will form a unique atmosphere in it, and even give birth to a unique aura.

In the elixir, it is not a lie to refine the good pill, the key lies in the atmosphere and aura in the medicine tripod.

Even the divine machine of the god of medicine was born in the medicine tripod.

This ancient dragon tripod contains a unique aura, which was brewed in the tripod by the medicine god for many years of alchemy and medicine, and the wisdom of operation.

The aura in the ding, the characteristics of living alone, can be said to be infinite for the wonders of alchemy and alchemy. Before Qin Ping walked out of his own way of elixir, refining elixir with this tripod was undoubtedly the wisest choice.

Others refine pills, one person and one tripod, Qin Ping is different, one person controls one hundred and eight pills at the same time, using one hundred and eight different techniques, refining one hundred and eight different pills.

The main purpose of this is to improve efficiency and save time, not to show off and be different.

He has this ability and the desire to improve efficiency, so why not do it?

The world's elixir is divided into nine products, and above the nine products, there are even more divine elixirs.

The division of the nine grades naturally corresponds to the pill in the beast master world, that is, the Fan Dan Mortal Medicine, which is called the Great Dao Pill.

Among the Great Dao Pills, there are nine grades, and there are differences between each grade, and there are many differences between the same grade, which are divided into the Great Dao level and the Heavenly Dao level, such as the Nine Grades Dao Pill.

For example, it is also a Jiupin Dao pill, which is divided into an ordinary Jiupin Dao pill and a Jiupin Dao elixir (medicine).

Whether an elixir has spirituality or not is an important criterion for judging whether it is good or bad. If wisdom runs smoothly, it is possible to give birth to spirituality, and it is easy to cultivate spirituality when you live.

On the Medicine God Island, only the pills above the sixth grade can enter the Medicine God Ding for cultivation, and the requirements for quality are extremely high, if there are flaws and no spiritual potential, they will not be able to enter the Medicine God Ding.

Or there is another possibility, that is, when the elixir is refined, the spirituality will be born with it, and it can also enter the cultivation of the medicine god without being limited by the grade.

It's just that it is very difficult and almost impossible to achieve the point where the pill is complete and the aura is accompanied. Even if he asked Ming Lao to make a move and refine the simplest first-grade pill, he couldn't guarantee that the success rate would exceed 1 in 100,000.

The Nine Mouths of Medicine God Ding placed on the Square of Medicine God Island correspond to the Nine Pills one by one.

Anyone who can refine the natural elixir will be able to obtain the wisdom of the divine codex, or refine the nine-rank pill that is qualified to enter the Medicine God Ding.

Qin Ping didn't expect these for the time being, he was currently in the accumulation stage of primitive experience, and what he was refining was only some first-grade pills.

Time passed day by day, and Qin Ping's experience began to accumulate, but on this day, unexpected trouble came to the door.

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