After Zhu Jiuyin's treatment of each medicinal plant, only the necessary parts were left.
A ball of faint blue flame flew out from Zhu Jiuyin's palm and flew into the medicine furnace.
As the blue flame entered, the deep lines around the medicine furnace gradually turned blue. After two-thirds of the entire furnace body was covered with blue, Zhu Jiuyin began to put the processed medicinal materials in one after another.
Refining medicine is an exciting process, not to mention high-level elixirs such as the fake death medicine.
Zhu Jiuyin carefully controlled the heat in the furnace. After a while, big beads of sweat began to drip from his forehead.
Di Jiang wanted to go forward and help him wipe his sweat, but he was afraid of disturbing Zhu Jiuyin's medicine practice, so he could only resist the urge and sit there obediently.
Looking at Di Jiang's little moves, Ye Fan suddenly had an idea in his mind.
Thinking about Di Jiang usually not being flirtatious with women, and thinking about the fact that there are so many female monks pursuing Di Jiang, but now she doesn't even have a partner.
Di Jiang is a broken sleeve, this thought became more and more intense in Ye Fan's mind.
Ye Fan's eyes widened when he thought of this, and he couldn't help but quietly move his seat farther away from Dijiang.
Di Jiang looked at Ye Fan's movements and glanced at him doubtfully, while Ye Fan smiled awkwardly at him.
At this moment, the lines on the medicine stove gradually changed from blue to red.
Seeing this, Di Jiang's expression immediately became nervous.
The medicine stove couldn't help trembling, and Zhu Jiuyin was sweating more and more on his forehead.
Seeing that all the blue lines are covered with red.
Di Jiang couldn't bear it anymore.
"Jiuyin, stop!"
Zhu Jiuyin glanced at him and shook his head stubbornly.
"These medicinal materials are not easy to come by. I can't let them go to waste. Besides, your matter is urgent and I must succeed."
Even Ye Fan noticed something was wrong. He frowned and looked at Zhu Jiuyin.
"No, stop it!"
Di Jiang stood up and was about to stop Zhu Jiuyin.
"Believe me, I can control it!"
Zhu Jiuyin almost roared.
Hearing Zhu Jiuyin's roar, Di Jiang had no choice but to sit down again, but his eyes never left Zhu Jiuyin and the medicine stove.
Although Ye Fan was confused, he did not ask. He knew that if he spoke at this time, he might disturb Zhu Jiuyin.
The medicine furnace was shaking violently, and the entire furnace body was almost covered in red, and Di Jiang's expression became more and more anxious. At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly heard Di Jiang's voice in his ear.
"Quickly, clear out everyone in the alchemy room. The sooner the better!"
Hearing Di Jiang's urgent voice, Ye Fan didn't stay any longer and quietly walked out.
After going out, he specially put a soundproof barrier around the area where Zhu Jiuyin was.
"Everyone, the single rooms are closed today due to special circumstances. Please ask all the pharmacists and alchemists to leave immediately!"
Ye Fan's voice spread throughout the alchemy room through spiritual power.
After hearing his words, some people walked out obediently, but there were still some people who didn't want to leave their mouths and even mumbled and complained.
Ye Fan had no choice but to run through the entire alchemy room as fast as he could, carrying out those who were unwilling to leave one by one.
"Who are you? Why did you come out to me? Do you know that I am the great alchemist in Guangming Pavilion? Do you know how much damage this will cause to the pavilion?"
An alchemist who was brought out by Ye Fan screamed.
Ye Fan looked at him coldly and slowly uttered two words.