At this time, the zombie blood and the ghostly face Zhilan's gas have merged into one, but both of them have extremely yin attributes, but Silver Fish Taste is a rare yin with yang attributes, which is the key to the Hedan, so just now

As soon as it appeared in the fire, it immediately caused a violent reaction of the gas that merged with the zombie blood and the ghost face Zhilan.

With a "boom" sound, a slight sound suddenly erupted in Zhuo Bufan's small palm, like a silent thunder, shaking the palm of Zhuo Bufan's hand.

Zhuo Bufan was sweating profusely on his face, and a look of pain flashed across his face. At this time, the alchemist was being punished by God.

Yes, refining a spiritual creature from heaven and earth like the ghost-faced Zhilan will be punished by heaven! At this time, deep in Zhuo Bufan's soul, he was being attacked by ghosts from different dimensions of heaven and earth.

"Ah!" Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but screamed slightly, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched painfully. At the same time, the blood-congested face kept changing colors, from bright red to dark red, and from dark red to dark red.

Turned purple.

However, despite this, the fire in the palm of Zhuo Bufan's hand was not affected, and he still unswervingly melted the silver fish into gas, merged with the zombie blood above the palm of the hand and the gas of the ghostly Zhilan, and transformed into green

Green, pellet-sized hazy gas.

Zhuo Bufan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Succeeded?" the girl shouted excitedly, unable to believe her eyes, if she still had eyes.

No one would have thought, well, not even ghosts would have thought that this Yin Dan was actually a cloud of invisible smoke. It was really weird.

Zhuo Bufan wiped the sweat from his head and laughed at himself: "It turns out that I am of some use. Well, I succeeded."

Refining alchemy requires a lot of mental energy. At this moment, Zhuo Bufan felt that his whole body was soft. Well, it was really all over his body, not including "one place".

Zhuo Bufan really wanted to lie down, but he couldn't. It wasn't the time yet. He had to teach a ghost how to swallow the Yin Dan.

"How should I take the elixir?" Before Zhuo Bufan could say anything, the girl couldn't wait to ask. Yes, this Yin elixir was her life, so no wonder she couldn't wait.

"Haha, don't worry, little girl. You still need to rely on the boy's elixir fire. You will suffer some pain later, so you have to be mentally prepared." Mr. Xu interrupted with a smile.

"What, you will suffer from taking this elixir?" the girl said in a daze.

"There is no free lunch in this world. Everything has to be paid for. Since you want to change your destiny and survive as a soul, of course you have to pay some price!" Zhuo Bufan said, "Otherwise, I will do it again.

How can I spend so much time refining elixirs for you?"

"Suffering, what kind of punishment will I suffer?" the girl asked.

"Tear away the merits from your soul!" Zhuo Bufan said calmly.

"Merit comes from the soul? What does this mean?" the girl said in disbelief.

"That's what it means literally! You won't understand even if I talk too much!" Zhuo Bufan said impatiently.

…

In an instant, the girl felt like she had become a farmer again.

"Boy, can't you be more polite and courteous?" Mr. Xu was very dissatisfied with Zhuo Bufan's stupid way of speaking. Every time he spoke, he hurt people, not only hurting people, but also hurting ghosts!

"Okay, tell me what to do!" The girl realized that these two guys, the old and the young, were extremely weird beings, so she had better listen carefully.

"Listen carefully." Zhuo Bufan ignored Mr. Xu's words and said directly to the girl, "Wait for my inner fire to rise, and you will merge into this Yin Dan. Remember, if you feel pain, you must hold it back.

, otherwise if something happens, don’t blame me for not making it clear.”

Then, the light flashed.

Zhuo Bufan stretched out his right hand again and shook it, and the blue spiritual fire appeared again, but this time it was very different from the last time. The flame last time had temperature, and the flame could make people feel the heat.

But this time it was obviously different. As soon as the flame appeared, the temperature in the room immediately dropped, and even the ghost could feel it.

"It's so cold!" the girl said in surprise, and then, with the cold wind, she threw herself into the flames and into the Yin Dan.

"Bah bang bang!"

The azure ice flame was burning, it was so coquettish and beautiful, "scorching" the Yin Dan mist suspended above it, making a crackling sound, and a roar suddenly erupted in the Yin Dan

, like a water vortex swirling, then, the beautiful and strange Yin Dan mist suddenly broke apart, and a light yellow near-nihility Qi appeared inadvertently in the middle, settling and unnaturally, scrambling to merge.

In the flames, it eventually becomes part of the ice flame.

"boom!"

The ice flame suddenly and inexplicably jumped three inches, and exploded as if someone had poured kerosene on it.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Xu felt inexplicably happy, but before he could celebrate with Zhuo Bufan, Zhuo Bufan's face began to twitch.

Zhuo Bufan felt as if he was naked in a cave of ice, and there was indescribable pain all over his body, as if every bone was filled with ice chips, and all the blood flowing in his blood vessels was ice water.

However, there is an invisible fire burning in the Dantian, a cold fire!

The flame was gorgeous and alluring, rising continuously, touching every nerve in his body, releasing countless tiny ice fragments, until it disappeared and turned into pure energy, washing his body, over and over again, endlessly.

Inexplicably, four words flashed in Zhuo Bufan's mind - cleanse the marrow and build the foundation!

…

Early the next morning, Zhuo Bufan washed his face with cold water and woke up a lot. Although he didn't sleep most of the night last night, he was in good spirits and didn't feel too sleepy. But in the mirror, he saw

A shy blush on his face.

Thinking of last night, Zhuo Bufan only felt a fever on his face. It was really embarrassing. He actually passed out due to too much spiritual power and merit during the process of cultivation breakthrough. I am afraid that he has now become the number one in the history of cultivation.

A guy who fell asleep due to too many breakthroughs in spiritual power and merit.

"Hehe, boy, how do you feel?" Mr. Xu's voice sounded.

"How does it feel?" Zhuo Bufan pretended not to know.

"You're still pretending! I'm asking you how you feel after breaking through to the foundation building stage."

"Oh, I feel normal." Zhuo Bufan returned to his usual calmness after hearing that Mr. Xu was not laughing at the fact that he had fallen asleep due to the breakthrough.

"Brother, are you okay?" The girl's voice also sounded in Zhuo Bufan's ears at this time.

"It's okay, uh, by the way, what's your name?" Zhuo Bufan asked casually. From now on, everyone will live together, and it will be convenient to call them by names.

"My name is Mo Xiaoye."

"Mo Xiaoye? Why does it sound familiar?" Zhuo Bufan asked in confusion.

"Haha, you probably don't care about entertainment news, otherwise you should have heard of my name." Mo Xiaoye said.

"Are you a singer?" Zhuo Bufan said uncertainly.

"That's right." Mo Xiaoye replied with a wry smile.

"Oh." Zhuo Bufan didn't care much about these things, but he responded casually. Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan thought of a question.

"How old are you?" Zhuo Bufan asked.

"nineteen."

"Nineteen@! Then you still call me big brother!" Zhuo Bufan felt like he was going crazy.

"My mental age is young! The doctor said that my mental age is only sixteen years old." Mo Xiaoye muttered, no woman is insensitive to her own age.

"Is there a big difference between nineteen and sixteen?"

"No matter how old I am, don't call me big brother again. If you call me like that, I feel as if I have grown dozens of years and become a weird uncle." Zhuo Bufan firmly stopped Mo Xiaoye from calling him.

"Hmph! Just call him Boy Fan. This annoying boy, if you find a good place to go in the future, you'd better not get involved with this guy." Mr. Xu scolded, Mr. Xu had a lot of things to say about Zhuo Bufan.

dissatisfied.

"Then I'll call you Afan from now on." Mo Xiaoye thought.

"Well, okay. By the way, I have to go to class today. Don't come out and make trouble for me, otherwise others will think I'm crazy." Zhuo Bufan said.

"Hehe, we won't come out. Xiaoye and I have a lot to talk about, so why would I want to talk to you?" Mr. Xu said with a smile, looking a little disrespectful.

"Keep your word?" Zhuo Bufan doubted the old guy's credibility.

"Who am I, the cold-faced Dan King? It definitely counts!" Mr. Xu replied sonorously. Anyway, he is no longer a human being. Whether it counts or not is another matter.

Zhuo Bufan quarreled lazily. Today is Monday, but roll call is a big day. It is really not easy to be an ordinary student!

"I'm going to school, don't talk to me anymore."

While talking, he picked up two hamburgers and rushed to school.

Zhuo Bufan is currently studying in Class 7 of the Ninth Affiliated Middle School in Beijing. The class teacher is a thin woman in her forties, surnamed Zhang. She is a very nice person. She is very attentive to students and teaches very well. She is not just a teacher.

Xuanke's incompetent teacher.

However, there is also a bad habit, that is, they are particularly concerned about students who are good at studying, but they do not trust students whose grades are below the passing line. In other words, they are particularly strict. Of course, this is the view of other students who are on the passing line.

, Zhuo Bufan doesn’t think so.

On the contrary, Zhuo Bufan believes that Teacher Zhang is indeed a model of a good teacher. He believes that a strict teacher produces a good disciple, but not many people can understand it. After all, they are just ordinary high school students who do not have enough experience to understand life.

However, it is a pity that although Zhuo Bufan understands Teacher Zhang very well, he is not the kind of student who can be particularly caring in Teacher Zhang's eyes, but a student who must be treated particularly harshly.

After all, many of the things Zhuo Bufan learned before are now useless in the class. Although he has good talents and has studied very hard in the past three months, his progress is still slow.

Because he was a transfer student and his grades were mediocre, Teacher Zhang was particularly strict with him. Even though Zhuo Bufan had just arrived at the Ninth Affiliated Middle School, he was already on Teacher Zhang's blacklist. His classmates in Class 7 jokingly called him the black list.
Chapter completed!