Sun Lie looked at Meng Chong and said angrily: "Your grandpa has given an order to help you disperse your skills as soon as possible."

"If you use my method, you will be able to eliminate all your cultivation within one night. Why don't you dare?"

Meng Chong raised his eyebrows and thrust his chest: "Why don't you dare to do this?"

Sun Lie laughed: "Okay, I'm not mistaken about you."

After a change of topic, he said, "In fact, it has always been there for practice with the alchemy furnace."

"You must have heard of the magical powers and ignite golden eyes."

"To cultivate this magical power, you must first have the immortal resources of fire eyes or golden eyes, and then drill into the old alchemy furnace."

"After opening the furnace, the monks will suffer for 49 days. They cannot close their eyes throughout the whole process, at most blink. They must fully bear the smoke and fire and endure the pain."

"This time you enter the alchemy furnace, you must be mentally prepared."

Meng Chong nodded seriously with a serious expression.

Sun Lie opened the storage bag and took out a large bowl and a small glass bottle from it.

There is amber-shaped viscous substance in the bowl, orange-yellow and crystal clear. The bottle is filled with red and yellow powder particles.

Sun Lie reminded: "Come on, take off all your clothes."

"You first apply the bowl, and then sprinkle the medicinal powder in the bottle all over your body."

Meng Chong said oh, took off all of himself, took over the big bowl and the small bottle.

He first applied the ones in the bowl and evenly sprinkled the powder in the bottle.

He gradually felt something was wrong, and while sniffing his nose, he said, "Old Sun, why does it feel like honey and cumin?"

Sun Lie raised his head, took a big sip of wine from the gourd, and then smiled and said, "Haha, did you realize it? Your grandfather said that you are extremely poor in practicing Buddhism and all kinds of skills, and you are not wrong!"

Meng Chong's face suddenly turned dark: "I'm not good at elixir refining, but I have eaten a lot of spiritual food."

Sun Lie nodded: "Since ancient times, food and medicine have not been separated."

"The best medicine tonic is dietary supplement."

"What is the difference between spiritual food, spiritual kitchen, and spiritual elixirs and alchemists?"

Speaking of this, he winked at Meng Chong: "Are you worried that I will kill you and want to roast you to be fragrant and crispy?"

Although he didn't meet Meng Chong many times, he accurately grasped the latter's personality.

Meng Chong is younger than Ning Zhuo, only fourteen years old, and looks like he is eighteen or nineteen years old. He is a young man, competitive, and is proud of the Meng surname and proud of his family.

"Don't underestimate me." Meng Chong glared at Sun Lie and directly entered the Ziyang Furnace.

Sun Lie burped, followed closely, and closed the door of the alchemy furnace.

The sound of the furnace door closing made Meng Chong's heart thrill.

The alchemy furnace was sealed, but there was dim light.

Meng Chong stood in front of the furnace door, scanned the surroundings, and immediately found that the bottom of the furnace was covered with various medicinal materials.

Seeing this, Meng Chong felt a little convinced, which shows that Sun Lie was prepared.

Just looking at applying honey and cumin to yourself seems a bit unreliable. But considering Sun Lie's identity as a master alchemy craftsman, this arrangement must be of purpose.

Immediately, Meng Chong walked to the center of the Dan Furnace and sat down cross-legged.

Outside the Ziyang Dan Furnace, Sun Lie raised his neck, swallowed the wine with a big mouthful, and then opened his mouth and vomited.

boom.

The wine fire gushed out and ignited the Ziyang Pill Furnace.

Within a few breaths, the air temperature rose rapidly. The red flames shone brightly on Sun Lie's face.

"Here you come." Meng Chong's heart moved and he noticed the temperature soaring.

The inside of the alchemy furnace, which was just dim, suddenly became brighter and filled with red light.

Mengchong's body temperature rose rapidly, the honey on the surface began to melt, the cumin particles scented wildly, and a large amount of mana spiraled out along his pores, like clouds and smoke.

At this moment, outside Ziyang Villa, Sun Lingtong's eyes were flashing with strange lights.

His spiritual eyes saw a blurry scene through multiple walls.

"Very good. Sun Lie is refining elixirs. This is an excellent opportunity to move your phone." He was excited.

After the alchemy is turned on, the alchemist often has to stay away from him.

This means that Sun Lie, the peak combat power of the foundation building, is temporarily deprived!

"Breaking the formation talisman, go!"

Sun Lingtong was very straightforward and directly used the strongest means.

Sensing the attack, the magic array of Ziyang Villa activated instantly, forming a hemispherical light shield.

The array breaking talisman seems small and insignificant, but when it falls on the light shield, it immediately disintegrates, and the slight light that is dissolved directly melts away the hemispherical light shield.

The magic array of Ziyang Villa has expired!

"Go." Ning Zhuo had been waiting for a long time, and his cloak was raised.

A large number of thunder and silent birds flew out.

They drew lightning in the air, covering the front yard.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang!

A harsh alarm erupted in Ziyang Villa.

Ning Zhuo's heartbeat accelerated slightly, unbuttoned the two storage bags around his waist, carried the bottom of the bag directly, opened the mouth of the bag, and shook all the things inside.

Each of the mechanisms changes from small to large, and when it falls on the ground, it returns to its true size.

Twenty brass mechanics and forty red copper mechanics beasts were arranged in an orderly manner and rushed towards Ziyang Villa.

Ziyang Villa is naturally equipped with guards.

The four early stage monks in the foundation building stage and the eighteen late stage monks in the Qi Refining stage were all alarmed.

The foundation-building monk casts spells to clean up the mechanism of Lei Ji Fei Bird.

Eighteen cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining formed a battle formation, bursting out the power beyond the middle stage of foundation building, and sticking to their original position.

The creation of the mechanism slammed over like a tide, while the battle formation was like a reef by the sea. No matter how the tide hit, it was still unmoved.

"Brother, then Sun Lie is refining the alchemy room!" Sun Lingtong's voice came over secretly.

Ning Zhuo's heart moved slightly, and immediately divided some mechanisms and rushed towards the alchemy room together.

Attack the enemy and rescue you!

"Damn it!" The four early-stage monks of the foundation building stage cursed, but did not move.

A monk in the middle stage of foundation building suddenly appeared from the darkness, holding a magic mirror, releasing the light of the mirror, covering all the mechanisms and creatures rushing over.

The mirror shook again, and the dark drooping guest suddenly appeared on the mirror.

"He is there!" The mid-stage monk in the foundation building with a mirror shouted, pointing out Ning Zhuo's specific location for his companions.

So, a figure shot away.

"Another hidden mid-stage foundation building!" Ning Zhuo's pupils shrank slightly, and only thunder birds circled and flew around him, hanging their hair and whip hanging like a black python, looking up in a tight battle.

Soon, the sound of fierce fighting broke out in the dark alley where he was hiding.

"Hmph! I hope this person can be a master as Sun Lingtong said." Han Ming took a look at Ning Zhuo's direction and took action.

Her whole body was surrounded by the cold wind, and she moved quickly, without any sound when she was moving, like a ghost.

The ghost shadow flew around and rushed to the alchemy room first. When he saw another foundation-building monk appearing at the door of the alchemy room, he decisively turned around and rushed to the medicine storage room.

But halfway through, the sword light flashed, the flying sword shot out, blocking the ghostly shadow Han Ming.

A monk at the peak of foundation building appeared slowly.

"I only take pills tonight, and I don't want to hurt anyone." Han Ming narrowed his eyes and spoke.

The response to her was the sharp sword light.
Chapter completed!