9 Heavenly Thunder Manual Chapter 457: Super last extreme

Lei Yu stepped to the center of the main hall, his mind moved slightly, and a golden cauldron appeared in front of everyone. The flames under the medicine cauldron were still burning. Lei Yu had been as early as a year ago. It has already injected all the burning true energy needed for a year and a half, so there is no need to bother about the flame.

　　The other disciples refining medicine are different. Not only do they need to be guarded all the time, but they also need to be constantly accumulating energy. In this process, they need to have ordinary pill to replenish their internal energy to recover.

　　 There are two purple qi in both palms. The strength of that qi hasn’t changed much from one and a half years ago. It’s just that Lei Yu’s control of qi has improved a lot. This is also Zhang Sanfeng’s credit. .

　　 The two true qis penetrated into the fire trough at the bottom of the cauldron, and the flame suddenly became active. The originally quiet flame was burning at this time. If there was no cauldron, perhaps the flame would rise from the sky. Touch the top of the hall!

　　 After several efforts, Lei Yu carefully controlled every nuance of the flame, for fear of an error!

　　's eyes widened suddenly.

　　 "Get up!" A burst of vigor was punched out, the top cover of the cauldron was opened, and a pillar of Lei Yu's blood was injected into the cauldron again. This was a necessary procedure for the final formation!

　　 The beads of sweat on Lei Yu’s forehead have been squeezed out of his skin, but he didn’t care about them, letting the sweat drip continuously.

　　All the disciples, especially the alchemist Yi Chun and several other alchemists, have their eyes wide open to observe all the subtle movements of the furnace. They want to see how a cultivator in the realm of heavenly immortals can make a A medium-sized pill.

　　 With the passage of time and Lei Yu's continuous control of the flame, the medicinal materials in the cauldron have been mixed with the blood that Lei Yu has injected twice, and a crimson pill has gradually taken shape!

　　Lei Yu suddenly yelled, the most critical moment is approaching, at this time Lei Yu increased the flame again for the final texture depiction! If the purple vitality penetrates into it and can make a few purple textures appear on the red blood dragon's eyes, then this is a top-grade pill. If the characterization fails, it is either a low-grade pill or it is directly a defective one. use.

　　 Lei Yu's breathing became tighter and tighter. He didn't dare to be careless at this tense moment, and his mental energy was still watching the subtle changes in the cauldron.

　　"Open!"

　　 Lei Yu shouted again, and rushed out vigorously, and the lid of the cauldron was opened!

　　 "Oops!" One of the texture depictions was dispelled from the pill! However, Lei Yu still had a purple texture deeply burned on it.

　　 Lei Yu walked into the cauldron, the previous shouts made everyone think that Lei Yu’s red blood dragon eye had failed this time, and the mockery on his face gradually appeared, only waiting for the pill to appear in the hands of everyone, and then loudly laugh.

　　 Gradually, the temperature of the cauldron decreases, Lei Yu already knows that Zhang Sanfeng is unwilling to deliberately spy on the success of the pill. This kind of expectation is more enjoyable by everyone, just waiting for the results to appear.

　　 Lei Yu's detective hand was at the top of the cauldron, a suction force controlled the pill, and firmly clasped it in Lei Yu's palm, and walked back a few steps to Zhang Sanfeng.

　　 Everyone's eyes widened and wanted to see the result of the pill he refined. If it fails, then Zhang Sanfeng has looked away. If it succeeds, even the low-grade is already very rare.

　　 Lei Yu shook his head slightly and said with a pity, "Grandpa, you can become the best in one step, but you have to. There is one texture depiction. This red-blooded dragon eye should be considered top-grade, but it is definitely not. Superb!"

　　 Under all eyes, Lei Yu turned his palm up, and a blood-red pill appeared in his hand. That one was going to night, with a purple texture painted on it like dragons and phoenixes, but the texture was not complete.

　　 "You are really unbelievable. Who would believe that a cultivator with only the realm of heavenly immortals can actually refine a medium-sized pill that surpasses the top grade and is inferior to the best grade?" Zhang Sanfeng looked at Lei Yu in his hot gaze. His approval was undoubtedly revealed, and the hundreds of disciples present and all Wudang disciples outside the gate of the Medicine Hall were also stunned.

　　 At this time, except for Zhang Sanfeng's words echoing in this huge medicine hall, no other voices can be heard at all.

　　 Lei Yu scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "But it’s not the last time to open the stove, a little anxious, maybe it won't let the last portrayed infuriating dispel, what a pity."

　　 "Don't blame yourself, you will shame the other alchemists in my medicine hall! Haha..." Stroking his long beard, Zhang Sanfeng showed a gratified expression on his face. He was really satisfied with this closed disciple. .

　　 Regardless of morality or mentality, patience or loyalty, Zhang Sanfeng's performance in Lei Yu was all seen in the eyes of Zhang Sanfeng. Why is such a disciple unsatisfied?

　　For a long time, Yi Chun, the master of the Palace of Medicine, hesitated and said, "It's amazing! Even I can't guarantee that I can smoothly take the medicine out of the medicine cauldron under the eyes of everyone. I am ashamed! Ashamed!"

　　What is needed in the process of refining medicine is quietness, without the slightest noisy quietness. This is a well-known thing, but what about Lei Yu? Just in front of so many people, I was not half nervous, and I looked so relaxed and content, as if thousands of disciples inside and outside the temple did not exist at all, and did not have any impact on him~IndoMTL.com~Lei Yu laughed and said, "Hall Master Thank you, I am a closed disciple of the master, relying on the master’s teachings! If you don’t dislike it, this red-blooded dragon eye will be regarded as my sincerity to enter the medicine hall in advance and become a medicine boy, right?” Lei Yu All the credit and responsibility were transferred to Zhang Sanfeng. With a light body, he gently placed this red-blooded dragon eye with a purple texture in the hands of the shocked Yi Chun.

　　Who can do this kind of mind that doesn't count credit or reward? No wonder Zhang Sanfeng would like him so much.

　　 It took a long time for the disciples to gradually disperse, and everyone did not forget to take a closer look at this disciple who was only in the realm of Celestial Immortals before they left. They should remember Lei Yu’s face clearly and establish a good relationship with him in the future. Maybe you can say something nice in front of Zhang Sanfeng.

　　 Today, Lei Yu's performance has won a lot of praise. Everyone admires him, and at the same time understands a truth better, Zhang Sanfeng's personal disciple is really good!

　　"Lightning Master...Master." Although it feels awkward to call it that way, in terms of seniority, this is indeed how Yichun should be.

　　 "Just call me the alias Xiaoyu." Lei Yu also felt a little awkward, and told the people close to him to call him.

　　 looked at Zhang Sanfeng and saw that he nodded. This Yi Chun said, "It is really surprising. Now Xiaoyu, you are already capable of serving as a pharmacist in the Medicine Hall. Why are you only willing to be a small pharmacist? Famous medicine boy?"

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