Stunning Spirit Master

After Ye He checked it again, he stood up again and returned to the pharmaceutical room with his daughter. Ye Guilan couldn't help but ask, "Dad, is it really okay if Mr. Si takes my medicine?"

"It's okay. The effect of the medicine just now is to cleanse his spiritual seed and swallow up other things on his spiritual seed that are not spiritual energy."

Ye Guilan was stunned for a moment. This is the most basic step before treating the wound. Clean the wound.

"The next medicines should all be at the level of phantom gods."

Ye He nodded, "Senior Si's spiritual seed damage is still within control. If it continues to be delayed, we won't know."

At this point, Ye He stopped and said, "Gui Lan, you will be responsible for helping dad keep an eye on him in the next time, and don't let him touch that heavy sword."

"Isn't that epee the weapon that Master Si always carries with him and is not allowed to be touched by him?"

Ye He took out the medicinal materials and spoke in a very casual tone.

"It looks like a sword, but I don't know what's inside. The sword is just a mold."

"Dad, what you're saying...is there anything else in that sword?"

"Remember what dad told you before? Pharmacists can do more than just medicine."

Ye Guilan nodded. He said this when he resurrected his mother.

"That mold was made by a pharmacist."

Ye Guilan slowly widened his eyes, "That heavy sword was made by a pharmacist?"

"As I said, it just looks like a sword. It's just a model."

Ye He smiled helplessly, "Si Lu's heavy sword has never been allowed to be touched by anyone. I only discovered it by chance because I acted with him this time."

"The body that dad prepared for your mother is essentially the same as this one."

Molds are all molds.

Ye Guilan looked shocked. A pharmacist could make such a thing, but it was never written in the books at the School of Pharmacy.

"Theoretically, only the Phantom God level can make molds."

Ye He continued to get the medicinal materials outside, sorting them as he went. "In today's pharmaceutical industry, few can even dream of being at the level of a fantasy god. Naturally, there is no need to master things that cannot be learned at all."

Ye Guilan twitched the corner of his mouth, what he said was true... That's right, there is no need to write in a book if you can't learn it.

"Dad, is it difficult to make molds?"

Ye He raised his head and smiled at her, "It's not difficult to say, but it's not simple and first-rate. There are a lot of things that need to be prepared. Why do you want to learn it?"

Ye Guilan nodded. If she couldn't learn the Ye family's spiritual seed resurrection technique, she had to learn this ability.

The four in the spiritual space, as well as the old friends who have retained their spiritual seeds, if there is a mold... they can all come alive, right?

She has visited three tombs, and all of them are the same, but she cannot see the true body. Except for selflessness, she has found the spiritual seeds of dawn and birth and death.

To be honest, if she is really obsessed with finding the true body, she has no clue.

I don’t know how many years it will take to find it. If she can make a mold, that’s another matter.

If she couldn't find the original one, she would create one.

"It's okay to learn. Dad will teach you of course, but you have to tell him what you want to learn?"

Ye He still maintained a smile, looking at his daughter with dark eyes, "Could it... have something to do with the four in your body?"

The father and daughter looked at each other, neither of them looking away.

Ye Guilan hummed, "It's them, not just them."

Ye He was slightly stunned and couldn't help but stop the movement of his hands, "Not just them?"

Ye Guilan nodded, "Along the way, I have met many monsters... friends. The loyalty and bravery they have shown me are far better than humans."

Ye He was silent, withdrew his gaze and remained silent.

"If you want to learn, dad can teach you."

Hearing this, Ye Guilan couldn't help but smile. Ye He sighed inwardly. He couldn't defeat his daughter. As long as she wanted it, let alone learn this, he would work hard to pick the moon in the sky.

"You go out and watch Senior Si first."

"good!"

Ye Guilan walked out quickly, her steps so brisk and joyful that she almost jumped up and left.

Seeing her looking so happy, Ye He let out a long breath.

He couldn't refuse, it was too difficult.

Si Lu was sitting there in the yard, his dark eyes staring at the heavy sword on the ground. He glanced at the direction of Ye He's pharmaceutical room and reached out to pick it up.

"Master Si."

Ye Guilan's voice made Si Lu retract his hand as if he had done something bad. At some point, this little girl stood beside him with a smile.

Si Lu immediately understood why the boy from the Ye family asked his girl to follow him.

Wait for him here for a long time.

"Did your father ask you to come see me?"

Si Lu spoke, his tone was not much better, Ye Guilan hummed, and stood next to him without fear at all, "Dad said, keeping an eye on Master Si is the purpose of my coming here, and I can't let you touch this giant sword.

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"If you make a fuss out of a molehill, you won't die if you touch it."

Si Lu said that, but he didn't insist on grabbing the epee anymore. He actually sat down where he was.

"Little girl, has your father ever told you about my sword?"

"Said."

Si Lu snorted and said nothing more. Ye Guilan looked at the heavy sword that smashed into the ground, "Master Si, is this... made by your pharmacist friend?"

"You don't remember telling me, how did you know."

"When I was making the Divine Soul Mixture before, Master Si once warned me about the dangers of making medicines. In both words, you don't seem to know anything about medicines."

Si Lu lowered his eyes slightly, as if opening some distant memory, and did not say anything again for a long time.

Ye Guilan stood quietly beside him and stopped making any sound.

"The little girl is right, he did make the mold."

Si Lu spoke with an inexplicable hoarseness in his voice, "It's not just the mold, there's also him... in it."

Ye Guilan's hair stood up on hearing this. Could it be that the pharmacist got himself in?

"Once he made the medicine, he simply died."

Si Lu sat there, staring at the epee, "A magician at the level of a phantom god died so easily. I just had a drink with him yesterday, and when I woke up again, he had already died."

Having said this, Si Lu Tan covered his face with his hands, "It's as fragile as a piece of paper, how could it die so easily?"

Ye Guilan frowned. The process of orthodox pharmaceutical preparation was complicated and lengthy, and any wrong step in it could trigger a chain reaction.

Countless pharmacists have died in the process of making medicines.

Even those at the level of phantom gods cannot escape such a fate.

"I can't accept him disappearing like that, so I put part of him in." Si Lu's voice was low. "When he gave me this mold, he also said that anything can be put in it, so if he is put in, that's fine too.

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Ye Guilan stared blankly at the heavy sword. The flesh and blood of the pharmacist merged with the heavy sword.

You can put anything in the mold.

These words exploded in Ye Guilan's mind like fireworks.

Is the shell that Wanqi Wujiang mentioned several times... just a mold?

His Highness, the Black Soul Palace, is also a product of a mold. What is put in that mold? Spiritual seed, flesh and blood, aura? Or something else?

The only people who can make molds are pharmacists, and... phantom god level pharmacists.

It is true that Wanqi Wujiang is a pharmacist, but he is not at the level of a fantasy god.

He is not at the level of a fantasy god, but he has obviously mastered the ability and method of making molds.

It's just because of limited strength that the shell's performance is unsatisfactory.

His Highness, the Black Soul Palace, needs to rely on Wu Zheng's spiritual energy to barely maintain his human appearance.

His Highness the Black Soul Palace needs a shell, a perfect shell.

Wanqi Wujiang will be able to do it, but he can't make the shell that His Highness wants.

"Master Si, when your pharmacist friend died... did you see his body?"

"No, there is only one of his arms. Maybe the body is completely gone and only the arm is left." Si Lu smiled bitterly, "His spiritual seed has been broken into pieces and scattered all over the floor."

Ye Guilan was stunned. His spiritual seed was shattered. Is this phantom-level pharmacist really dead?

Or... the broken spiritual seed is not his at all.

"Master Si, can you tell me the name of this senior pharmacist?"

"I don't know what his name is."

Si Lu said, "I hit it off with him. He is very different."

"How different?"

Si Lu frowned and thought, "Should I say he is incompatible with this world? His views, ideals and beliefs are all new to me, and they even subverted my original ideas."

Ye Guilan's hand slowly clenched.

"Light, wait, wait, light."

A few simple notes were strung together, and Si Lu looked up at her in astonishment.

No answer is needed anymore, the expression says it all.

The nails had dug deeply into the flesh of her palms. Ye Guilan lowered her eyes. He came to this world earlier than her. She never thought that he would come so early.

Si Lu stood up and said, "Little girl from the Ye family, how did you know this?"

"...I accidentally heard it somewhere else and thought it was funny and wrote it down."

Ye Guilan raised his head and tried to adjust his expression, "Master Si, is there something wrong?"

"Is this the melody you heard?"

Si Lu hummed a short melody, but this melody made Ye Guilan feel a chill coming from the soles of her feet.

This is the melody that Wanqi Wujiang once hummed that could not be made into a tune or tune.

"Master Si, when this senior pharmacist met you, were you already in contact with the Xuanhui clan?"

"Why are you asking this?"

Si Lu frowned, "I had already made good friends with the Xuanhui clan at that time. Is there any problem?"

Ye Guilan lowered his head, afraid that he couldn't control his facial expression.

She remembered what he once said to her.

My position and yours are different.