Young Master Yun

In the medicine cauldron, flames were burning. Although the temperature inside the hut was still astonishingly high, it was not as hot as during the day.

Some numbness appeared in Yunhao's eyes. This kind of high-intensity refining pill had never been seen even when he was refining the fifth-grade pill for Xiaolan, because these few materials now are really It's too special.

The three raw materials, including sea lang quenching heart rut, are all water-based substances, which will extremely test Yunhao's ability to control the flame.

Yun Hao, who has experienced alchemy several times, is no longer as ignorant as before, and his techniques are much more proficient, but he has never encountered such a hard substance as the starfish spar.

After a whole day and night of smelting, the starfish spar is still in its original form, and has not changed due to the scorching high temperature.

A sense of frustration, a deep sense of frustration spread from the bottom of Yunhao's heart, which also made him feel powerless.

"I really hate this feeling..." Yun Hao has never been a person who is willing to give up lightly, but in the current situation, it seems that there is no point in persevering.

If the melted fifth-order magic core solidifies again, it will have some special effects with the surrounding air, causing it to lose its original function. If you give up this time, then the fifth-order magic core will be scrapped. To refine it again, you can only find a new magic core.

Yunhao's heart was pounding, and his face showed a depressed expression. He had never been so depressed. After a great sacrifice, there was no return at all, which made him exhausted.

"It's only a little short. The temperature of this starfish spar has reached the melting point. As long as the temperature is a little higher, it will slowly melt away. Unfortunately, my ability really can't raise the temperature again."

Yun Hao, who was quite frustrated, shook his drowsy head, and his palms trembled slightly. He could think that if he failed this time, the weakness of Gui Xiangtian's soul might not be able to support him to find a high-level alchemist. up.

"I've tried my best, and this is the only way I can go. I can only go back to the mainland to find a high-level alchemist..."

With the belief of giving up in his heart, Yun Hao suddenly felt waves of fatigue hitting his head. He tried hard to maintain his clarity, turned his palms slightly, and the flames in the medicine cauldron began to slowly decrease.

Desperation is like a lamp going out... This sentence is perfect to describe Yunhao's mood at this time. There is a self-deprecating wry smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at the magic core liquid that tends to solidify, his heart twitches with some heartache .

"Whoosh..."

A golden thread suddenly flew out from Yunhao's cuff, and after circling Yunhao twice, he also looked into the medicine cauldron.

After Xiaojin appeared, he looked at the gradually shrinking flames in the medicine cauldron with some novelty, as if he realized something, after his body grew slightly, he opened his dragon's mouth, and a scorching dragon's breath sprayed directly into the medicine cauldron .

"boom!"

As soon as the terrifying dragon's breath entered the medicine cauldron, the gradually dissipated flames jumped up to Lao Gao, which startled Yun Hao, and the muscles all over his body tensed up at this moment.

Immediately, he opened his mouth wide in surprise and joy, and saw that the outline of the starfish spar, which could not be melted anyway, became blurred at this moment, which was the sign before it melted.

Bracing himself up, Yun Hao hurriedly used his flame soul power to restrict the temperature and burning range of the flame, otherwise, relying on Xiao Jin's blind breathing like this, the furnace would be blown up sooner or later.

With the close cooperation of one person and one dragon, the starfish spar, which had not changed for a whole day, began to slowly turn into liquid.

Half an hour later, all the starfish spar had turned into liquid, blending with the liquid of the magic core.

Taking a deep breath, Yun Hao whispered, "Okay Xiao Jin, I don't need to trouble you..."

Xiao Jin stretched his waist, stopped breathing the breath of the dragon, and after shaking his figure a few times in the void, he changed back to his original small appearance again, retracting into Yunhao's sleeve robe, this high-strength breath-breathing dragon Breathing, even Xiao Jin, who has the blood of a divine beast, felt a little tired.

Yun Hao, who is strong and self-supporting, carefully blends the two liquids perfectly. His soul power is already overloaded at the moment, and he supports the refining of the Nine Soul Pill with an unwavering will.

The tepid fusion process was finally completed at the dawn of the sky.

Yunhao carefully picked up the small porcelain bottle next to him, and dripped Hailang Quenxinru into the medicine cauldron very carefully. After dripping half of the bottle, he breathed a sigh of relief, and put the rest aside. .

The process of transforming form and concentrating on one's mind cannot be sloppy at all, but it is not as sharpening as the smelting process. The scorching sun slowly descends from east to west, and Yunhao's hut is still peaceful.

In the past two days, outside his small courtyard, Chu Jingyun and the others often visited, but they all just took a look outside and left with puzzled faces.

It was the sixteenth day of this month, and a bright full moon in the sky emitted a faint light, covering the whole mansion with a layer of light silver gauze, which looked extraordinarily enchanting and charming.

Xiaolan walked slowly outside Yunhao's small courtyard, feeling the sweltering heat in the air, she couldn't help frowning slightly: "To be able to completely affect the surrounding space, the output of this kind of flame must be quite exhausting , This situation has been going on for almost three days, even an intermediate fifth-rank alchemist can't bear it, will it be okay?"

Xiaolan hesitated outside the room door. She was considering whether to interrupt Yunhao's refining process. You must know that many alchemists died in the process of refining pills. The refining is enough to make a person's vitality decay rapidly.

After a long while, she finally made up her mind and stepped forward to knock on the door.

"Shh!"

A small voice suddenly sounded from beside her, and she turned her head to see that it was Chu Jingyun.

Chu Jingyun waved at her solemnly, pulled her aside, and asked solemnly, "What do you want to do?"

Xiaolan said displeasedly: "Of course he interrupted his alchemy, and you can feel the temperature. Three consecutive days of high-intensity output will exhaust a person."

Chu Jingyun chuckled and said, "Xiao Lan, there are some things we cannot change."

Xiaolan slightly raised her eyebrows, and said in puzzlement, "What do you mean by that?"

"This kid went into the underground palace and went down to the deep sea, all for a few precious raw materials of elixirs. Since he was able to sacrifice his life for these materials the previous two times, how could he be an exception this time? Wait, I believe in this kid's fate. Tougher than a cockroach, it won't die."

Xiao Lan curled her lips and said, "You old brother really understands him..."

Chu Jingyun patted his beard proudly, and said with a smile: "That's not true, I know him better than you, Yao Yao, and his 'sister'..."

Xiaolan rolled his eyes at him, and then looked at Yunhao's hut again.

The two of them just stood at Yunhao's door and watched quietly. No one said a word. After putting away their smiling faces, Chu Jingyun also had a look of worry deep in his eyes.

I don't know how long it has passed, and the patrolling guards have already left their shifts, but Chu Jingyun and Xiaolan are still standing at the gate of Yunhao's small courtyard, as if waiting for something, suddenly a small The sound of "哗哗" sounded.

The air around the small courtyard suddenly rippled and spread towards the surroundings.

And in the air where the ripples spread out, one can still vaguely smell an elegant faint fragrance.

The two glanced at each other, and they both saw a touch of joy in each other's eyes.

"The refining was successful..."

With one stride, the two jumped into the small courtyard at the same time.

As if feeling the aura of the two people outside, Yun Hao happily walked out holding a small porcelain bottle and said, "I finally succeeded..."

In front of him, Yunhao's cheeks were sallow, his lips were chapped, and even his hair was extremely disheveled. Most of the ends of his hair were yellow and curly, presumably caused by the high temperature.

Seeing such an image, the two of them were startled. Just as they were about to say something, they saw Yun Hao's body staggering and falling backwards.

"Brother Yun!"

"Yunhao!"