Chapter 1020

Several elders looked at each other, and they all saw the bitterness and despair in each other's eyes.

"'Cang Yu, isn't Qin Ming researching the elixir to treat the Suzerain, how is the situation now?'"

An elder suddenly remembered that three years ago, a young man who was very fast in alchemy and extremely strong in alchemy, suddenly a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

"No reply!" Cang Yu shook his head.

He hadn't seen Qin Ming for a year, and he had lost confidence in him. He was just a dead horse doing a living horse doctor, and it would be nice to have one more chance.

He lost hope in Qin Ming, not because he was not optimistic about Qin Ming's alchemy strength, but because he was aware of the difficulty of researching divine elixir.

If a divine elixir can be researched within a few years, then the entire continent would already be piled up like a mountain of divine elixir.

What's more, the god-grade elixir he needs is the detoxification elixir. This special elixir increases the difficulty of research.

On this continent, there has only been one alchemy god. It is said that the divine elixir he researched was the result of his mistake. When refining other elixirs, he accidentally refined a divine elixir.

Although the divine alchemist had memorized the formula of the pill, no matter how he refined it, he couldn't repeatedly refine the divine grade pill.

That divine grade pill became a swan song.

As for the divine alchemist, it is not clear whether he has ever researched a divine alchemy.

All the elders knew that they could not expect anything from Qin Ming, and they all knew the difficulty of researching a divine pill.

"We have been hiding it from our disciples for a long time. They have begun to suspect and are clamoring to see the suzerain. What should we do?"

An elderly elder with gray hair said bitterly.

The suzerain fell into a coma after returning, and the entire sect knew about it.

They didn't worry too much, after all, there was Emperor Alchemy inside the sect, and they might ask the Emperor Alchemy outside for help.

But now a few years have passed, and the suzerain still hasn't shown up. The disciples have gone from being just a little flustered to being bewildered and starting to speculate wildly.

If this continues, some disciples will force their way in.

"Let's tell the truth!" Cang Yu said helplessly after thinking about it.

The white-haired elder was slightly taken aback, "To be honest, there might be a big mess!"

"Alas..." Cang Yu sighed, "I always have to say it. If I wait until the suzerain dies, I guess the disciples will not be able to bear it."

"Bigger things may happen then."

"It's better to tell them the truth now, and let them be psychologically prepared!"

"Have you reached this point yet?" Elder Baimei jumped beautifully, his crutch trembled in his hand, and his body swayed.

The elder next to him supported Bai Mei, "The suzerain is in such a catastrophe, the Martial God Sect of Nuoda still needs us to persevere, you can't fall down!"

"Alas..." Bai Mei closed her eyes, tears streaming from her dim old eyes.

"Let's go! Let's go out...go out to the suzerain...to prepare for the funeral!"

"If you want the suzerain to go away in a good manner, you don't want to embarrass me."

Cang Yu turned his head so that no one could see his expression.

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the outside step by step. When he was about to leave the underground palace completely, he couldn't help but look back at the suzerain's room again. In an instant, tears flowed down his face.

"Let's go!" Elder Baimei walked towards the door with a cane.

"I want to see the suzerain, you go up first!" The white-haired elder walked towards the suzerain's room, followed by two elders.

Bai Mei nodded and said no more.