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Rong Cheng coughed out.

The fire cocoon constantly absorbs the aura, tightly hugs, waiting for the proper time to break the cocoon.

The disciples of Qing Shuizong suddenly said: "What is that?!"

The pharmacist said: "Even if Cheng Dan is at this moment, it is a flaw. Why should you persist?"

In the alchemy room, Rong Cheng couldn't hear anything. In her eyes, there was only a fire cocoon in front of her eyes. The time of two tea, she stretched out her hand to support it.

Under the gaze of dozens of sights, the flames slowly opened, and a creamy elixir spit out the hot tongue.

Four Pin Mo Yuan Dan, Cheng Dan.

When the elixir took off the flame, the strange aroma was full of alchemy rooms. Zhenyuan Danitong is pure white, with the size of the adult thumb, and the flame pattern is faint at the bottom -the pills above the top of the product will appear flame pattern. The flame pattern of the best elixir is clear and clear.

The flame pattern on Zhenyuan Dan proves that this is not only a flawed product, but even a real Yuan Dan with a top product.

"Successful?"

Disciples of Qingshui Zong directly stared at the pages hanging in the air, "Is the success of the page?"

He was unbelievable, walking a few steps forward, and the whole person was posted on the window: "Really made!"

The monks below the foundation period could not take a whole Zhenyuan Dan. The spiritual power contained in Sinpin Dan medicine was enough to burst a monk of Jindan. When taking it, it needs to be divided into small weights. This Zhenyuan Dan is taking hundreds of monks in the Jindan period.

Disciples of Qingshui Zong ignited hope in the eyes.

This elixir means the life and cultivation of nearly a hundred monks up and down.

Among the disciples of Yinyue Zong also, there are also monks who fought the refiners, and stuck to Rong Cheng tightly: "How did this do?"

"Obviously the fire was out of control, but it did not affect Cheng Dan!"

"It's amazing, Master Rong is the best alchemist I have ever seen! We finally have a pharmacist for Yin Yuzong."

Alchemy room

Rong Cheng grabbed the elixir, put it in the medicine bottle that had already been prepared, and handed it to the red celestial celebration: "Give."

Hongqin quickly took over. Shin Yuandan was the highest -level elixir. Hongqin did not dare to slack off and carefully put away Shin Yuandan.

Rong Cheng: "Don't put it away, immediately divide into a hundred copies, and integrate into warm water" to feed the seriously injured disciples. "

The alchemy has been consumed for several days, and the disciples of Qingshui Zong can't wait.

Hongqin wakes up like a dream, and runs up with a medicine bottle and runs: "I go!"

Dan Yao was refined, Rong Cheng's heart was loosened, and he almost fell to the ground. He supported it without falling. He subconsciously supported the Dan furnace, and his palm was immediately scated by the hot Dan furnace.

Rong Cheng felt the palm of his palms, and he retracted his hands. There were no other people in the alchemy room. Rong Cheng looked out slowly.

Paying the pharmacist: "Impossible ... the moment the fire is out of control, without the purity of the heaven and earth aura, it will definitely pollute the elixir. Why, why can still refine the true Yuan Dan?"

Rong Cheng was tired of being physically and mentally, and he was too lazy to deal with him. He just did not hear it, bypassing the pharmacist to walk to his courtyard.

Practicing the refiners holding Rong Cheng's wrist, his eyes changed from the beginning of the exclusion to fanatic: "What did you do? Only the furnace fire had been rushed out of the Dan furnace, why wasn't the elixir being polluted?!"

Fire control is a compulsory ability to repair each pharmacist. However, different spiritual fires are different. The dismissal of spiritual fire is the most common problem in the process of alchemy.

Once out of control, the elixir is either polluted into inferior elixir, or it becomes a waste dan due to the impact inside.

It is a wild road to dedicate the pharmacist to the wild road. It is common for the furnace of fire when it is not conquered or cultivated.

Rong Cheng's palm's wound was a piece of brown. She raised her eyes, looked at the pharmacist directly, and whispered: "Daoyou, I suffered a bit of back, please let me go back to adjust the interest."

She couldn't afford the entire Yinyue Zong alone, and easily did not want to offend the refining pharmacist.

The pharmacist is not willing to let go, and each alchemist has the ability to press the bottom of the box, and he is unwilling to teach to outsiders. He is worried that Rong Cheng will refuse to say after waking up.

The two pharmacists were pulled, but the disciples of Yinyue Zong around did not dare to step forward to persuade. They were ordinary disciples. The pharmacist was the character who had to look up to them.

They were distressed, but they did not dare to offend the refining pharmacist.

Won to dedicate the pharmacist: "Please teach the fairy."

Rong Cheng was very tired, the spiritual power was taken out, the meridians were painful, and the strength of the whole body could not find one or two strengths: "How difficult is this? After the lowered interest rate is lowered, it will definitely ask Taoist theory. The way of alchemy ... "

She spoke, everything in front of her began to blacken.

A round -faced girl looked at her sleeves and drumped courage: "Sister Rong, she is not in good condition, there is no energy to talk about you ..."

The eyes of the pharmacist's eyes are horizontal.

The round -faced girl pursed her lips behind the same door.

Personalized pharmacist: "What do you know? How can the cultivators shake the mind because of the skin trauma?! Taoism with the colleagues is an excellent way to enhance the cultivation with the mood. How can understand the bitterness of the practice of practitioners? "

The round -faced girl's cheeks flushed, she was only ten years old. It was a trembling and thin age. Listening to the words of the pharmacist, tears turned in her eyes.

Rong Cheng's chaotic consciousness was a little sober, and deer eyes were cold with cold light: "You-"

"Are you a refiner who can't go up, is there any difficult bit of hardship?"

—The sound came from behind, and a knife handle was pressed on the hand of the pharmacist to the refining pharmacist. It was a little hard to worship the pharmacist and exhaled the sound, and had to let go of Rong Cheng's hand.

Immediately after, Rong Cheng's shoulders tightened, and the whole person was in a familiar aroma.

Lu Zhuoyu grabbed Rong Cheng in one hand, looked at the horn handle in one hand, swept through the pharmacist's eyes, and gently raised his lower lip corner: "You feel hard, that is because of your waste."