Wang Xuanzhao could feel the swishing sound of the Netherworld Grass in the Dan Furnace, it was very unstable, the medicinal liquid had been formed, but it was very difficult to fuse.

The sweat on Ge Hong's forehead continued to flow down, seeing that the pill had gradually fused and was only the last Condensing Spirit Grass was missing, but Ge Hong seemed to be in a state of extreme condition, and the Condensing Spirit Grass had just been added to a little bit of melting and there had been no special changes.

But as the alchemy entered the later stage, the entire Dan Lu only heard a burst of knocking sounds, as if something was hitting the Dan furnace.

Ge Hong's whole person is already under the control of the free manner, everyone can see that Ge Hong has tried his best, if he fails this time, he may not be able to refine it again next time.

The key is the problem of the success rate, it is already a fluke to be able to succeed this time, and I don't know how many pills there are here, how many have been refined, whether it is enough for these people, whether it can be shared, this is all a problem.

In the anxious waiting of everyone, Ge Hong finally lived up to expectations, withstood the pressure, and in the end, there was no phenomenon of the explosion, which also marked the success of Ge Hong's alchemy, which made the surrounding monks let out a loud cheer.

This means that they are saved, and even the Mahayana monks can't help but smile. The Dan furnace was opened, and there were estimated seven or eight pills in it, and the previous joy was directly washed away by half, who could use such a little pill?

Moreover, theoretically this elixir is feasible, but no one has ever tried it, so can it work in the end? No one wants to be a guinea pig in this experiment, but someone has to try it. Mahayana monks will not, it must be their cannon fodder monks, this thought made everyone's faces change.

Even if he knew that this was the rule of the cultivation realm, when this unfair treatment really came to him, no one could calmly accept that he might die at any time.

Seeing that no one moved, the Mahayana monk swept over with a look, but before he could speak, a monk had already taken the initiative to come forward to test the medicine, but the monk who had been nervous before suddenly had some people look at him with envy.

Before, they thought left, there are only a few pills of this pill, if the pill is ineffective, or aggravate the condition, although it is very risky, but they don't take it and just wait, it's just a matter of dying early and dying late.

But if it turns out that the pill is effective, it may not be their turn later, in short, it is a matter of risk probability, and there is no problem at all if you gamble! Some people are still regretting that they reacted slowly and did not make a quick move, and the person who tried the pill over there has already got the pill in his hands.

He only glanced around at the people around him, looked at the pill in his hand, and then resolutely swallowed the pill into his mouth, and then began to sit down cross-legged, ready to refine the pill. Wang Xuanzhao didn't wait for her to hesitate, and there was no chance to stop her.

He was also afraid, it was not easy to cultivate to this point today, but things had already happened, just like what he thought before, now it is the same result whether he takes the pill or not, it is better to try it!

It's just that as soon as the pill enters his abdomen, he starts refining, and before it starts, he can clearly feel that the toxins in his body that were not very active seem to have been suddenly awakened, and he can feel that the elixir can indeed suppress the toxins a little as the refining begins, but then the toxins may become even more boiling.

Galloping rapidly, the aura was even retrograde, directly collapsing a meridian, and he directly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and the situation is still getting worse.

Originally, there were some envious people around who saw this scene, and all of them showed a look of fear, and they were secretly glad that it was not themselves, but there was still a sense of sadness that the rabbit died and the fox died.

The person in front of him kept struggling, his face was very ugly, and the faces of the Mahayana monks around him were also very ugly.

The most unacceptable thing belongs to Ge Hong, in an instant, the difference between heaven and earth. The people who had been constantly complimenting him before, and the people who admired him because of his success in refining the elixir all changed their expressions, as if there was something wrong with the elixir he refined, and his skills were not refined.

Of course, he himself was puzzled, what was wrong with this? It stands to reason that they had reasoned countless times that this elixir should be effective, how could it be so serious on the contrary?