Proud Sword Rebirth

who is he?

Leng Qinghan really couldn't explain this question. He only knew Yi Chen's name and some simple information. As for where Yi Chen came from and what his identity was, he didn't know anything. In addition, he had invited Yi Chen to join the alchemist.

guild, but was eventually rejected by his young man, which made him quite regretful.

Facing the man's expectant and anxious gaze, Leng Qinghan didn't want to shock him by telling the truth, but in the end he had to say: "He is not here, and he cannot appear here."

One sentence is like a bucket of cold water poured on a man, extinguishing all his hopes.

"Could it be...that we adults really have no hope of survival?" The man rubbed his head in pain, his face full of decadence and depression. Perhaps thinking that the adults were about to die, two lines of clear tears fell from his eyes.

Leng Qinghan couldn't bear it. For this loyal man, Leng Qinghan was very sympathetic and pitiful, but his abilities were limited, and he might not be able to help him even if he tried his best.

"How long do your adults have to live?" Leng Qinghan sighed and asked softly.

"Three days at most!" the man said bitterly, "I wasted a lot of time on the road, otherwise I wouldn't have to be in such a hurry."

"Three days?" Leng Qinghan thought for a moment, and said, "Give me one day, I will discuss it with the alchemists in Lingcheng first to see if I can find other ways to refine Erdan. Even if

If we can't find any other way, we must increase the refining efficiency to a certain extent."

The man said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Leng."

This thank you was heartfelt and came from the bottom of his heart. This was the first time in so many years that he was so grateful to someone.

Leng Qinghan waved his hand: "Let's not say these polite words for now. You take care of you adults first, try to delay the vitality in his body, and buy me enough time. As for me, I will go find someone to discuss it."

"Please." The man nodded solemnly.

Afterwards, Leng Qinghan left the alchemy room, said goodbye to the old man of the Qin family in a hurry, and then ran to the Alchemist Guild. After arriving at the Alchemist Guild, he first asked someone to go to the Mercenary Guild to issue a mission, looking for someone who could rush back within half a day.

The senior alchemist in Lingcheng later went to the top of the Alchemist Guild, bringing together the two senior alchemists in Lingcheng and a few intermediate alchemists with good abilities.

The Alchemist Guild suddenly made such a big noise. It attracted a lot of attention. Many forces sent spies to investigate carefully. There is no airtight wall in the world. After careful investigation by the spies, the real truth was finally revealed.

The information was sent back to the leaders of their respective forces.

"What! People from the Ou family actually came to Lingcheng? They also found Master Qinghan to refine the Edan?"

"This person's status in the Ou family must be high, and he may even be a direct lineage or even a core member. If he were an ordinary member of the Ou family, the Ou family would not easily let them come out to find the power to suppress the curse."

"Is that person still in the Qin family now? I have always heard that the Qin family and Master Qinghan have a good relationship, and now it seems that it should be true. It's a pity that Du'erdan is the twelfth-level most difficult to refine in history.

Even Master Qinghan failed twice in a row with the elixir."

The leaders of many forces were secretly speculating, some were shocked, some were calm, some were sighing, or some were indifferent and distant-sighted, while the Qin family was also standing at the edge of the storm, feeling a bit like they were being shot while lying down.

Mr. Qin didn't say much about this, but sent people to guard the Qin family more closely to prevent a fly from flying in.

The man from the Ou family and the scrawny middle-aged man are all living in the Qin family. The middle-aged man has fallen into a coma. From time to time he talks nonsense like sleep, and his consciousness is a little blurry. Although the man sees it, he is anxious.

In his heart, he couldn't do anything, and there was a deep sense of powerlessness all over his body. He was full of self-blame and shame.

"If I were faster, maybe I would have more time to think of a solution." The man attributed all the faults to himself.

But his cultivation has reached the primary Earth God stage. He is not considered to be the top level master in Mingjian Inland, but he can be unceremoniously classified as the group of people at the top of the pyramid. With his cultivation

, the speed is naturally not slow. If it were anyone else, I'm afraid the carriage would still be running wildly on the road.

He poured the fighting power in his body into the middle-aged body over and over again, trying to use his own power to influence the power of the curse from the outside world so that it would not explode so violently and seriously.

Although the effect is not big, at least it still exists. Although the delay is not much longer, it is still better than nothing.

Half a day passed quickly.

In the top-level conference room of the Alchemist Guild, Leng Qinghan discussed with everyone for a long time, but still couldn't find any solution. Regarding the refining of Du'erdan, no one could make more reasonable suggestions, or in other words, most people

We don’t even know the specific information about Du Erdan. We only know that Du Erdan is an elixir that suppresses the power of curses. It is the twelfth-level elixir that is the most difficult to refine in history.

After half a day without any gains, Leng Qinghan felt that this was undoubtedly a waste of time. He waved his hands, feeling a little irritable, and said: "Okay, I'm sorry to bother you this time. Everyone can continue to do their own things."

Everyone wanted to help, but they knew what they were capable of, so in the end they all left the meeting room in silence.

Leng Qinghan let out a long sigh and looked in the direction of Ji Gucheng: "Yi Chen, I really hope you are in front of me now."

That young and wise man left an indelible impression on Leng Qinghan's heart, especially because of his unbridled thinking, which could always think of things that others could not think of, even if Yi Chen knew nothing about curse pills, Leng Qinghan

I also believe that Yi Chen will be able to give reasonable suggestions in some aspects. Leng Qinghan has personally seen how powerful this young man is. It is no exaggeration to say that in his opinion, Yi Chen's ability to refine medicine is probably not the best.

No worse than the giants of the Alchemist Guild.

Moreover, Yi Chen's thinking is not restricted by rules and regulations, so he can usually create many miracles.

This is an existence that cannot be matched by the giants at the headquarters of the Alchemist Guild, and it is also Yi Chen's advantage.

Sometimes Leng Qinghan couldn't help but think: "His alchemy refining ability is so powerful, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the first person in history, so how powerful must his teacher be? He can teach such a young master alchemy

Medicine Master, has this person already reached the legendary master realm?" Of course, this was just his personal guess without any evidence, but he believed his guess in his heart.

After continuing to think for a while in the conference room, no other senior alchemist came, and Leng Qinghan had to rush back to Qin's house.

After arriving at Qin's house, Leng Qinghan first went to see the man. He looked at the middle-aged man lying on the bed, and couldn't help but feel even more regretful. Although the man was lying on the bed, his face was pale, his breathing was vague, and his heart was beating at a high rate.

Very quickly, his skin that should have been rosy became covered with wrinkles. The dense wrinkles made him look much older.

Despite this, judging from his knife-like face, you can vaguely see what he looked like when he was young. Such a sharp-edged and handsome man is the second person Leng Qinghan has seen in his life. The first person is naturally

Yi Chen.

"I've obviously never seen him before, but why does he give me a familiar feeling?" Leng Qinghan was a little confused.

He secretly guessed: "Is it because of the power of curses?" Because he was most exposed to curses, cursed elixirs and ordinary curse powers, so he had such a guess.

But when a figure suddenly appeared in his mind, he realized that it was not because of the power of the curse, but because this middle-aged man looked very much like a person, and this person was the most promising person on the continent to help him -

Yi Chen.

He couldn't help but take another suspicious look. Yes, that's right, those eyes and facial lines were also sharp and angular, with the same angles and curves, as if they had been cut with a knife. The only difference was that Yi Chen looked at

It sounds softer and more natural, but the comatose middle-aged man in front of him is more domineering and powerful. Even though he is close to death, you can still feel an arrogance and sharp edge from him.

Shaking his head again, Leng Qinghan walked out of the room. The man followed him and asked eagerly: "Mr. Leng, how are you doing?"

Leng Qinghan looked complicated and was silent for a long time, not knowing how to answer.

He really couldn't bear it.

The man's expectant gaze gradually turned into disappointment, frustration, and bitterness in the cold silence. He murmured softly: "I should have known that this was the case. The power of the curse cast by the gods together, even if it is to save evil,

The elixir may not be useful, and since this elixir cannot be refined, it is nothing."

"This last time, we have one last chance. I will try my best, but I hope you are prepared to fail, because I am not sure." Leng Qinghan said softly.

The man was a little lost. It took him a few breaths to realize what he was doing and nodded silently.

Leng Qinghan walked towards the alchemy room again...

At this moment, a noisy voice sounded: "This is the Qin Mansion, no one is allowed to break in, how dare you, the thief!"

"No matter how dare you are, I have already said that I am here to save people. If you insist on obstructing me again, be careful that I will kill you!" This voice seemed very young, but it gave Leng Qinghan a familiar feeling.

I can't remember the time.

Shaking his head, he turned and walked into the alchemy room, "Wait a minute..." As soon as he took a step across the alchemy room, he suddenly stopped, and turned his head towards the direction of the sound with surprise on his face. He remembered that he finally

Come to think of it, isn't this voice Yi Chen's?

"Yes, it must be him!" Leng Qinghan's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving an afterimage that didn't disappear until half a breath later.

Seeing the somewhat annoyed young man, Leng Qinghan burst out laughing: "Hahaha~ha, little brother, I didn't expect it was really you!"

At the critical moment, Yi Chen finally arrived.