Beauty Is Like Jade and Sword Is Like Rainbow

Chapter 530: Beauty Like Jade Sword Like Rainbow

Sang Huan sat up and turned her back, undressing herself to reveal a bloody wound on her snow-white neck. She took out a small jade bottle, squeezed out the blood from the wound, and applied medicine to herself.

"I said a lot to you that night, but I don't remember anything." Her ears turned red.

In fact, she felt that she was afraid that she would not be able to escape that night, so she said a lot of stupid things to Qin Mu. Some of the things would make a boy blush even if he said them, but she said them bravely because Qin Mu couldn't hear them anyway.

Unexpectedly, she survived. She thought she would never see Qin Mu again in this life. The crazy words that night became a different kind of emotion in her memory. She didn't expect to meet the dark boy who listened to her in the dark again.

Qin Mu looked up at the sun in the sky, resisting the urge to fly up to the sky and smooth it out. He walked in front of her and stretched out his hand to help her apply the medicine. Sang Huan quickly covered her clothes and said, "Men and women should not touch each other..."

Qin Mu said quickly: "I am a pharmacist, and I am going to help you apply the medicine. A doctor is like a parent, and I will not have any bad intentions."

Sang Huan remembered that he had just said that he was a well-known pharmacist, so she felt relieved. She curiously watched him apply medicine to her. As expected, he was very skilled. She asked in confusion, "You are obviously very proficient in numerology, how come you are also proficient in medicine?"

Qin Mu observed the wound on her chest very carefully: "I have studied medicine for more than ten years, and numerology for a shorter time, only three years. Speaking of which, my medical skills are much better than numerology."

"How long do you want to watch?" Sang Huan asked angrily, raising her hands to gather her clothes.

Qin Mu quickly stopped her, carefully pulled her clothes down to her shoulders, and said, "A doctor is like a parent. Well, your skin is very white, and your shoulders are very round... Don't move!"

He frowned slightly. Sang Huan's wounds were left by a demon master. The wounds carried the demon's magical powers and evil spirit, corroding her flesh and vitality.

This kind of wound is difficult to stop bleeding, and it is also difficult to remove the evil spirit. The ointment applied to the wound has turned black, and it is obvious that the medicine has been infected by the evil spirit.

Qin Mu squeezed out the blackened ointment from Sang Hua's wound, sniffed it, and shook his head.

This ointment is not the right medicine.

"It hurts! This ointment is for extracting poison. After applying it, it will extract some of the demonic poison, and then you need to change the ointment."

Sang Huan cried out in pain and took out a few bottles of ointment, saying, "This kind of wound needs to be treated more than ten times before the poison can be completely removed... Your eyes are always looking around, so I'd better apply the ointment myself!"

Qin Mu took out some herbs from the Taotie bag and used his own alchemy method to make medicine. He said, "The demonic poison is not a poison. It's just that you practice the divine way and the other party practices the demonic way. The properties of the vitality conflict, which makes you think it's a poison. The ointment you use is not an ointment for removing poison, but a variant of a spiritual pill that was not refined to the best form, so it's in the form of a paste. This kind of spiritual pill is just contaminated by demonic energy and turned black. It's a bit of a waste to use it to remove demonic energy."

As he spoke, a pill furnace made of vital energy appeared on the palm of his hand. He directly refined the pill in the vital energy, reversing water and fire, harmonizing dragon and tiger. His various alchemy techniques changed, which dazzled Sang Huan.

After a while, Qin Mu dispersed his vitality and more than ten pills fell into his palm.

Qin Mu crushed one and smeared it on her wound, saying, "In another world, I am the leader of the Heavenly Saint Cult, also known as the Heavenly Demon Cult Leader, and I have some understanding of the devil. The devil is born from the heart, whether it is a god or a devil, it is all the image in the heart, and the heart image becomes the skin image. I still have some experience in treating wounds caused by the magic power of the devil."

Soon, Sang Huan felt the wound was cool. The evil spirit in the wound was completely drawn out, and the wound turned from cool to hot and itchy. It was a sign that the wound was beginning to heal.

"Your injuries healed so quickly? You just said you were quite famous in your world?"

Sang Huan's eyes widened, she quietly grabbed the other side of her braid to cover the other half of her chest, and asked curiously, "How can a little-known pharmacist refine a magical medicine that can restrain demonic energy so quickly?"

Qin Mu stuffed the remaining elixir into her hands and said with a shy smile: "I was just being modest. Actually, I am quite famous. I am very famous in my world. You didn't hear that I was being modest, did you?"

He couldn't help but feel proud: "Many people can't hear it!"

Sang Hua was puzzled: "You're not going to help me apply the medicine?"

Qin Mu walked towards the others and treated their injuries: "I was just checking the injuries just now. You can apply the medicine yourself. There are other people who need treatment."

Sang Huan pulled her clothes together and watched him busying about. She thought to herself, "He was just being caring and had no evil intentions. He is a rare upright gentleman, but he likes to look around..."

Qin Mu gave some rough treatment to the injured master on the altar, and looked down. There were countless masters and demons lying under the altar and on the battlefield. Some were carrying the wounded, while others were executing the demons who were still alive.

This vast battlefield was filled with fireworks left behind by magical powers, burning chariots, fallen corpses, flags covered in flames, and diagonal spiritual soldiers.

Farther away, the fighting continued.

This world is incredibly cruel. Although Qin Mu has been in and out of battlefields countless times, he still can’t help but be shocked by the scene before him.

"Medical skills cannot save the world."

Qin Mu shook his head. His medical skills could only save a few people. It would take several months to heal all the wounded on the battlefield. In this world, there was a small war every three days and a big war every five days. He simply did not have the ability to heal everyone.

He looked up at the sky, and the irregular sun in the sky gradually dimmed and turned red.

These two suns should be fixed in the sky, never moving, and will become dark at a certain time.

“The sun-creating god who built these two suns has some ideas, but his attainments in numerology are not very high…” Qin Mu retracted his gaze, but still felt that the sun in the sky was a little eye-catching.

"It's too ugly! If I keep looking at it, I won't be able to help but run over to fix it..." he thought to himself.

He walked slowly beside the altar, mobilizing his vital energy and activating the Three Dan Techniques of Tyrant Body. His spirit fetus and soul suddenly combined to become the primordial spirit, and his body and soul became one.

His soul was standing on the spiritual platform, unifying the world. The sun and the moon were above his head, and the five stars were across the sky. When his vital energy moved, it immediately reached his limbs and bones. Every strand of hair floated gently, infused with vital energy.

This fight on the battlefield allowed him to witness the power of the supernatural beings from another world. Experiencing life and death on the battlefield also caused his mentality to undergo subtle changes without him noticing.

Ever since the battle with the First Human Emperor, he had been in a state of depression for a while. When faced with a battle, he couldn't even use his own moves and was severely scolded by the butcher.

It's not that he didn't dare to attack, but he felt that no matter what moves or magical powers he used, they would be wrong.

The reason why he was wrong was not only because his confidence and belief were impacted by the First Human Emperor, but also because the fight with the First Human Emperor raised his vision and knowledge to a height that he could not have imagined before.

Standing at this height, looking down at all the skills and abilities that I had learned before, I realized that they were all full of flaws!

His vision was high, but his foundation was not enough to enable him to transform into the next level. As a result, when he faced the enemy, he felt that no matter what moves he used, they would be broken by the opponent, and he would die in the next moment at the opponent's hands.

He mistook his opponent for the First Human Emperor, which is why he had this illusion.

However, on the battlefield, Qin Mu had no time to think about these things. The situation on the battlefield changed rapidly. He didn't bother to think about whether there were any flaws. He just used his moves to kill the powerful enemy.

After this battle, Qin Mu suddenly felt that he was on the brink of a great transformation.

As long as you cross this threshold, there will be a blue sky and a grand road ahead!

His whole body gradually became glowing with radiant light, his vital energy circulated in his body, connecting the three great divine treasures of Lingtai, Wuyao and Liuhe. The light emitted by the sun, moon and stars illuminated the divine treasures thoroughly, making him like a man of light.

Even the divine treasure within his body was illuminated, revealing the portal to the treasure.

And below the Liuhe Divine Treasure, a deep and dark portal is also looming. It is the portal connecting to the Divine Treasure of Life and Death in Youdu.

Qin Mu walked slowly and steadily. In Xiaoyujing, he observed the divine treasure of Qin Chongming, the deity of Xiaoyujing, and traveled in the divine treasure of this deity for a long time.

From then on, he began to transform his own divine storage and make up for his shortcomings.

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The vital energy in his body vibrated, and he let out bursts of dragon roars. The dragon energy surrounded his body, drilling in and out of his body, tempering his flesh. Suddenly, Qin Mu used his hands as swords and walked on the edge of the altar while drawing the sword.

The wind was howling hard, swords were falling like rain, and the night battle was like a storm.

The sun rises up, leaps out of the sea, and shines on the waves of the East China Sea.

The sword is inlaid with gold and decorated with white jade, and it shines through the window at night. The man has not achieved anything at the age of fifty, so he holds the sword and looks at the world alone.

The heroes are the people's wish after the disaster, and they are surrounded by smoke all the way!

On this vast and bloody battlefield, the butcher's knife skills suddenly became vivid and lively, reflecting the great catastrophe of this world.

His sword skills became faster and faster, and suddenly the sword light dissipated, and the wind, rain, sun, and sea surface all disappeared. Qin Mu put his fingers together to form a sword, and the vibration of his vitality turned into sword threads, which he picked and wiped slowly. His sword skills were extremely delicate. Suddenly, his sword skills became faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, the long sword crossed the sky, dancing like a silver dragon above the altar.

Qin Mu walked on the altar with a sword in his hand, the sword light flashing across the sky, getting faster and faster.

The calamity of the world of Taihuangtian touched his heart, and he unconsciously released his emotions and feelings through his swordsmanship and his vitality!

The third move of the sword diagram is the Emperor’s Tribulation.

However, when the catastrophe broke out most violently, Qin Mu suddenly dispersed all the sword lights, and the sword finger suddenly pointed at the center of his eyebrows. This finger not only pointed at the center of his eyebrows, but also at the center of his eyebrows of his spiritual fetus. All his spirit and all his sword energy were gathered in this finger.

He realized the calamity.

Disaster is a calamity, and it is the people who struggle to survive in the calamity, and who seek hope of life in the hellish suffering. It is the heroes like the butcher who chop out hope with their knives, and it is the emperors like the village chief who work hard and struggle to survive. It is also the people who struggle and sink behind the heroes.

Flesh and blood buried bones.

He thrust two fingers forward, and the sword was like a rainbow, spanning ten miles in the sky.

The light of one and a half suns in the sky completely dimmed, leaving only the sword light.

After the sword was thrust out, Qin Mu stood on the altar in a daze. With this sword, he completely abandoned the village chief's sword pattern. Suddenly, he felt that he had his own path.