In the alchemy furnace, Zhao Yun is like a statue carved in stone, motionless. It's not that he doesn't want to break the seal, but that he simply can't break through it. Although he is only at the first level of Ksitigarbha, the seal of the old man with yellow teeth is actually stronger than the ghost woman of the peak Ksitigarbha.

The large net weaved by the pattern is far beyond what can be compared to the Immobilizing Spell.

"Wait a minute!"

The old man with yellow teeth is back and continues to smooth out his sleeves.

His behavior looked like that of a butcher trying to clean up a tied pig.

"It doesn't take long, just one day will be enough."

The yellow-toothed old man smiled, seemingly gentle, but actually sinister.

After saying this, he sacrificed a red earth fire, the pinnacle of earth fire.

Suddenly, the flames in the furnace were blazing, but they did not hurt Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun watched silently. Although he was not an alchemist, he knew the common sense of alchemy. He was an alchemy guide. The materials used in alchemy... would be refined into essence and integrated into his body one by one. And these were just processes.

After the essence of all the materials is integrated, it is refined.

To put it bluntly, before being refined into elixir, he was just a container.

The fact was just as he expected.

The old man with yellow teeth has begun to throw materials into the furnace. The first thing thrown into the furnace is a purple vine. At one end of the vine, there is a blooming flower, which is brighter than the flames.

Zhao Yun recognized this material, it was called Purple Wisteria, and it was not considered rare.

He didn't say anything, just watched quietly.

He once wanted to be an alchemist, but tonight was the first time he watched someone make alchemy.

When he looked at it, the purple vine was burned by the flames, withering inch by inch, and the blooming flower at the end also withered. The entire purple vine was burned to fly ash, and only a wisp of purple liquid was extracted.

, but the essence of the purple vine was poured into his container.

Zhao Yun suddenly felt energetic.

The essence is like a clear spring, flowing into the major meridians. It is warm, cool and comfortable. It is absorbed by him bit by bit, or in other words, it is refined into his body bit by bit. It has the effect of nourishing the body and warming the mind.

After that, there is a green fruit with a rich fruity aroma.

Zhao Yun also recognized that the jade spirit fruit was much more precious than the purple vine. It only grew in cold places and was expensive. The essence was also extracted and refined into his body in the blazing flames.

"Little guy, don't blame grandpa, I am also following orders."

The old man with yellow teeth said while controlling the flames. Although his words were full of compassion, his hands were not idle. He just threw the alchemy materials into the furnace and extracted the essence.

Zhao Yun did not answer, but only raised his eyes to glance at the sky.

"Grandpa will give you...to burn some more paper money."

Maybe he was too bored, the old man with yellow teeth was still talking, he was just a chatterbox.

If it were the Zhao Yun of the past, he would probably have cursed loudly.

Doing evil things and saying compassionate words is really an excellent irony.

"What's your name? I'll erect a monument for you when I come back."

The old man with yellow teeth asked, taking the time to take a sip of wine, and then continued to put in the materials.

"No name, no surname."

Zhao Yun finally spoke, speaking calmly.

"Honestly, young people with a strong mind like you are rare anymore." Old Man Huangya sighed, "I have been an alchemist for so many years and have caught so many alchemy guides. I don't cry for father and mother. I belong to you.

It's so different, so calm, I'm really not used to it."

It’s okay if you’re not used to it, it’s because you haven’t caught up with the good times.

If the Moon God was awake, he would definitely say something like this. Zhao Yun was still very lively in the past. If he was captured to make elixirs at that time, he could scold you for doubting life, but now this! Obviously, the beauty has faded, and there is no scolding.

Instead of having enough strength, it is better to accumulate more resources in order to escape.

"Alchemy is a technical job, which not only consumes resources, but also consumes energy."

Old Man Huang was mumbling, as if he were an old man explaining the secrets to his younger generation.

He didn't lie about this.

Zhao Yun also saw it clearly. Hundreds of materials have been put into it, all of which are extraordinary, but they consume resources! Also, it does consume a lot of energy, just like flame control, which ordinary people can't do.

The mental requirements are extremely high, and any small deviation may cause the materials to be burned into nothingness. Even though Old Man Huang is a Ksitigarbha martial artist, he is also quite stressed. His glorious face has gradually become pale.

If Zhao Yun had his level of cultivation, he would definitely not be so strenuous.

When it comes to alchemy, Zhao Yun has unique conditions.

He has a martial spirit, which is higher than the spirit, and can control flames quite accurately.

Unfortunately, he has given up on this idea, his energy is limited, and he only concentrates on martial arts.

The night dispersed quietly.

The old man with yellow teeth is very dedicated and will throw something into the furnace every once in a while.

After a night of rest, his breath became much weaker, his old eyes were bloodshot, and his old face was rarely rosy. He wanted to stop and rest for a while, but alchemy was not an ordinary business, and he couldn't stop. He had to refine it in one breath.

Looking at Zhao Yun, he had already closed his eyes, only occasionally raising his eyes to take a look at the sky.

This vessel of his, I don’t know how much essence has been poured into it in one night, and his qi and blood are very strong. His limbs, bones, internal organs, special meridians and eight meridians... and even every drop of blood is full of spiritual power, and the breakthrough can only take a few days.

Due to the integration of the essence, his cultivation level is approaching the peak step by step.

If the essence is enough, there is a real possibility of a breakthrough.

"Next, it will hurt a little."

The old man with yellow teeth yawned. He was really an interesting old man. He captured people to make elixirs and threw them into alchemy furnaces. He did not forget to remind you, kindhearted people!

Buzz!

The alchemy furnace buzzed, and the red flames in the furnace engulfed Zhao Yun.

The old man Huangya was quite wise and treated Zhao Yun as a weapon. He tempered his body to the best of his ability and refined the impurities. This was also one of the processes. After this process, there was the last step and the bloodiest step.

, he will refine Zhao Yun, a living person, into a pill.

"Does it hurt?"

The old man with yellow teeth asked.

These words almost didn't make Zhao Yun amused.

What do you mean, if I say it hurts, can you still release it for me?

Tempering the body! Refining impurities! Of course it hurts.

However, to Zhao Yun, these pains are nothing more than pain in the body. Compared with the physical training of washing the marrow and loosening the tendons, it is nothing. You must know that the pain of physical training is tantamount to the torture of Ling Chi.

"Good boy, you surprised me so much."

The old man with yellow teeth clicked his tongue, and Zhao Yun hadn't even screamed in pain so far.

Man, this is a man.

At this moment, the old man felt a little regretful. With so many Danyin, he had caught Zhao Yun. Such an outstanding junior was really embarrassed to be a Danyin. If he were accepted as a disciple and trained, he would skyrocket in his youth.

Unfortunately, alchemy is approaching the final step and it is too late to regret.

Click! Click!

The sound of multiple bones colliding in the furnace was being calcined by a Ksitigarbha Realm figure. It was a true chance. Looking at Zhao Yun's body, it was already covered with a layer of gray viscosity. They were all quenched impurities, and these impurities were his own refining process.

Those who cannot come out need external help, and the old man with yellow teeth is the external force.

What's more gratifying is not this, but Zhao Yun's internal injuries.

While his body was being tempered, his internal injuries were gradually healed.

Or perhaps the old man Huang Ya did it intentionally. He had probably already noticed that Zhao Yun had internal injuries. Since he was making elixirs, he wanted the purest one. Having injuries on his body was a flaw.

Night falls quietly again.

The face of the yellow-toothed old man was completely pale, and he could hardly breathe. He had exhausted too much energy, and his eye sockets were slightly sunken. His cloudy old eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and he looked so tired.

On the other hand, Zhao Yun, after being melted with a lot of essence and calcined, felt that his whole body was transparent, and the comfort was greater than the pain. If he were released at this moment, he would be truly blessed.

"Do you have any last words?"

The yellow-toothed old man said lightly, with less smile and more ferocity.

Next, it will be very bloody. A living person will be refined into a pill.

"No."

Zhao Yun's eyes were as calm as still water.

But the power of his words was not small. There was a sudden thunder in the night sky filled with stars. Anyone who saw it would think it was a sign before rain, so he went home to collect his clothes.

"I've seen the sky and it's not raining!"
To be continued...