"How long can you hold on?" After thinking for a moment, Zhuo Bufan asked as he was about to start.

"I..." The girl didn't seem to expect that Zhuo Bufan would ask her this question. She was stunned for a moment, but she immediately realized what Zhuo Bufan meant and immediately replied weakly: "I'm probably okay.

Hold on for two days...these two days are special days, I should be able to hold on for one or two more days."

The desire to survive made the girl's soul's will become even stronger.

"Two days! Your soul is really strong! Well, how did you die?" Zhuo Bufan asked curiously.

After an ordinary person dies, his or her soul disappears overnight. This is lucky. If one dies during the day, he or she will be reborn directly in the Western Paradise. There will be no chance to talk to people.

However, Zhuo Bufan's words caused a moment of silence.

It seems that this girl's death was not a normal way.

Just when Zhuo Bufan thought the girl wouldn't answer, he suddenly heard the girl's voice: "I committed suicide by jumping off the building!"

"suicide?"

Zhuo Bufan was stunned for a moment, and then he understood a little bit. What was this girl trying to hide? Otherwise, how could a person who wanted to commit suicide still have such a strong desire for survival in his soul? If he guessed correctly,

He should have committed suicide. This was a wasted death, and the resentment value is usually very strong.

Zhuo Bufan, who has been smart since childhood, immediately guessed the reason.

"Oh, why are you asking these useless questions! Why don't you hurry up and save people!" Mr. Xu seemed to be very protective of the girl and changed the topic at the right time.

"Well." After hearing this, Zhuo Bufan said lazily, "I am the one doing the work, but you are very good at directing people. Bring me the things!"

"You don't know how to do it yourself!" Mr. Xu said unhappily.

"It takes a lot of energy for me to do it myself. If I don't have enough spiritual power later, don't blame me! Besides, it's me who will suffer later, not an old guy like you!" Zhuo Bufan answered seriously.

"You kid, can you stop being so serious about it!..." Mr. Xu became even more dissatisfied, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the girl.

"Old man, help me!" the girl begged, her voice extremely gentle.

"Oh, you are also a pathetic person. Forget it, don't argue with this kid, he will suffer later." Mr. Xu said as if he had thought of something, and then hummed to Zhuo Bufan: "Kid, go on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuo Bufan's left hand moved. Then, an ordinary azure ring worn on his index finger flashed brilliantly, and then three items appeared out of thin air in Zhuo Bufan's palm.

These are the three materials used to refine Yin Dan.

The auburn one is the ghost-faced Zhilan, which looks very scary, like a ghost with a human face, and has an unusually ferocious expression. However, the more ferocious the expression, the more precious it is.

Then there is the zombie blood, which is green and gives off a bluish-white shimmer. According to Mr. Xu, the blood of zombies that are one thousand years old is light green, transparent and non-luminous; those that are more than two thousand years old are slightly green and glow, which is already the level of the zombie king; it can

The ones that glow and have color in their brilliance must be flying zombies that are more than three thousand years old. They are already the zombie kings among zombie kings. This level is not so easy to deal with!

The last material is the rarest, but it is a drop of transparent liquid, like mercury, dancing in Zhuo Bufan's palm. It is the taste of thousand-year-old whitebait, which is actually the saliva of whitebait. It is difficult to find a wild whitebait nowadays.

What's more, it's a thousand years old, and it's still saliva. It's really harder than a college girl to find a virgin.

Zhuo Bufan had long been used to seeing these alchemy materials and the way they appeared, but he was not surprised. Instead, the dead girl was amazed by these things and the way they appeared.

"Is this the magic of immortality? Are you really cultivating immortality?"

After all, she is a girl. Knowing that she can survive, she is already immune to death in her bones. Now she is interested in the identities of Zhuo Bufan and Mr. Xu.

Before Zhuo Bufan could speak, Mr. Xu had already laughed heartily: "This is not a magic spell, it is just a storage ring. It only requires a little spiritual power to transfer objects."

Mr. Xu was very aware of being a teacher and helped the girl become illiterate.

In the world of cultivators, low-level cultivators usually use treasure bags to store things, but those things have a small capacity and are inconvenient to carry. Most cultivators from big families or sects use storage bracelets. Of course,

The ring is the most precious thing. Although it is not a rare treasure in the world of cultivators, it is a must-have item for cultivators to go out and experience.

However, in addition to the function of storing things, storage rings also have another special function, which is to show status. Just like a woman's wedding ring, it is mainly worn for people to see! Therefore, storage rings are also divided into levels.

And Zhuo Bufan's ring is the most precious kind of storage ring. The azure ring not only has a large capacity, but also has an extremely beautiful color. It seems to have the effect of azure mist and rain, and the watery azure brilliance is displayed during the spell.

When it moves, it seems to slide like bright stars. Of course, this brilliance can be concealed by the caster.

"This ring is called Yanyu Jiangnan." Mr. Xu finally explained to the girl with a smile.

"The method of use is very simple. You can put in or take out items by using your mind and spiritual power. There are three levels of restricted space in the ring, which are mainly used to store valuable items. There is also a special space that allows an old guy to

The state of the soul exists and is immortal." Zhuo Bufan interrupted: "Mr. Xu, are you still finished? Do you really want to last ten and a half months for such a trivial matter?"

As soon as these words came out, the girl suddenly felt like a farmer, and it also aroused Mr. Xu's rage!

"You stupid boy, do you know how to respect your master? After all, I am also half your master!"

Mr. Xu felt that he was very shameless and cursed.

"Then do I still want to practice alchemy?" Zhuo Bufan asked calmly. In fact, he knew how lonely Mr. Xu was, but it was late at night. He was a human being, not a ghost, and he needed to rest. Time was precious.

"You..." Mr. Xu was furious.

Finally, Mr. Xu sighed and said, "You were very good two years ago."

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Bufan's expression froze, and he continued: "Okay, I'm going to start refining the elixir."

"You're making alchemy here? Don't you need an alchemy furnace?"

Seeing Zhuo Bufan stretching out his hands to roll up his sleeves, as if he wanted to solve the problem on the spot, the girl couldn't help but asked in confusion. If she could see her expression at this time, I believe she would be very confused.

"Haha, in fact, you don't need an alchemy furnace to make elixirs for the dead." Zhuo Bufan spread his right palm, and a light blue flame began to beat in the palm of his hand, like an elf dancing in the dark night, alluring and beautiful.

It is impossible to use ordinary flames to make elixirs. Ordinary flames can be used for heating and cooking. If they are used to refine heaven and earth spiritual objects, even if they have been refined for thousands of years, they will never be able to refine a single elixir. Nor can they be cultivated by cultivators.

Magical Samadhi and True Fire, unless you want to burn things.

Alchemy uses the fire of the heart, the fire of the soul, which can give birth to the flame of life in all things in the world. Only in this way can we not only refine all things in the world, but also ensure that the spiritual energy is not lost.

"Your furnace fire is almost reaching the level of pure green. It seems that you have spent a lot of time practicing. As long as it takes a while, you will be able to break through the Qi refining stage."

Seeing the flame in Zhuo Bufan's palm, Mr. Xu said with some approval. This elixir fire was born from the heart and used the palm as a furnace. Even if he took action, I believe it would be nothing more than this. At most, it would be a higher level of strength and a better-looking performance.

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Hehe, he is indeed a natural psychic, and his soul is not a little bit more powerful than ordinary people. Mr. Xu felt happy in his heart, and felt very wise for his original decision.

"Old guy, you won't urge me to practice anymore, right? I told you earlier that there is no need to rush the practice." As Zhuo Bufan spoke, he threw the ghost-faced Zhilan into the fire. The ghost-faced Zhilan seemed to have a spiritual surname.

, as if he could sense the danger, he let out a shrill wail before entering the fire, and his expression kept changing, becoming more ferocious.

"Go with peace of mind. I will pay the price for everything I have done later." Zhuo Bufan turned a blind eye and said calmly to Zhilan, the grimace in the fire.

Refining alchemy is actually refining demons. Plants or animals that are more than five hundred years old will have spiritual surnames and belong to intelligent beings, so the things refined are called elixirs, not medicines. Since these materials have intelligent spiritual surnames,

Naturally, he refuses to die obediently, so resisting and begging is completely normal.

However, refining alchemy is too harmful to heaven and earth, so all alchemists and alchemists will be punished by heaven!

Especially when refining Yin Dan! You will be attacked by ghosts from heaven and earth.

Watching Ghost Face Zhilan melting little by little, it turned into smoke after a while, but the body still retained the appearance of Ghost Face Zhilan when he was alive. It seemed that he was unwilling to die and was cursing Zhuo Bufan. Zhuo Bufan's face remained as usual, and the pill fire in his hand shook a little.

None. With a pause of his right hand, an illusory translucent Qiankun Tai Chi pattern appeared in the palm of his hand. It rotated at a strange angle. In just a moment, the ghost face Zhilan's smoke face was shattered into pieces.

Then, Zhuo Bufan kept moving, and once again with his left hand, the zombie blood was thrown into the elixir fire. The green zombie blood kept changing its shape in the smoke, and at the same time released a slight fishy smell, and then turned into gray-green.

The misty gas drifts erratically in the palm of the hand, but it condenses and never disperses, as if the mountains and rivers are surrounded by clouds and mist.

This is - the world in the palm of your hand!

Everything is in your sleeves!

"Oh, brother, you are so handsome!" Seeing this scene, the girl's soul actually shouted with excitement.

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't disturb him, he is at a critical moment now." Mr. Xu spoke up to stop the girl. However, Zhuo Bufan's eyes were normal and there was no sign of being disturbed, as if everything was under control.

While they were talking, in the blink of an eye, the last drop of silverbait was poured into the elixir fire.
Chapter completed!