"Boy, isn't it cool to be soaked in so many elixirs?"

After putting in the elixir, Elder Mo smiled strangely, and then suddenly took out a knife with a flickering cold light.

Fang Ze's face changed for a moment, didn't this old thing say that he would refine him alive for seven hundred and forty-nine days, could it be that he had changed his mind.

"Boy, do you think that refining medicine is to soak you comfortably in the elixir? Hey hey ......"

Elder Mo laughed, and then with a snort, the knife was directly inserted into Fang Ze's arm, and then he grabbed the handle of the knife and stirred it before pulling it out.

Suddenly, blood gushed out from Fang Ze's arm.

"You!" Fang Ze was furious, this was not to kill him, but to torture him.

"Boy, you are my main medicine, and the essence will be on you at that time, and of course your flesh and blood will be combined with these elixirs."

Elder Mo said solemnly, and then pierced Fang Ze's other arm and legs in turn.

Blood splashed, and soon, in the medicine tripod, it was dyed red by Fang Ze's blood.

Fang Ze really had a strong hatred in his heart at this moment, he underestimated the vicious intentions of this old thing, which made him a little unexpected.

That knife was obviously not an ordinary knife, and after stabbing it on his body, there was still mana circulating, so that his blood didn't stop at all.

If this continues, even if he does not die now, he will soon run out of blood and die.

"Old thing, you're so ruthless!"

Although Fang Ze's physique was quite special, after all, he was also flesh and blood, and the loss of a large amount of blood also made him feel a sense of weakness, and he had never hated someone like now.

"Don't be afraid, you won't die so quickly, soaked in so many elixirs, how can life be so short, you won't die until Dancheng, and you should feel happy, being able to melt with so many elixirs is a blessing from your tenth life!"

Elder Mo smiled hesitantly, and licked the blood on the knife, his expression was cruel and hideous, "It is worthy of the blood that has been nourished by the Nine Aperture Golden Pill, it is very fragrant and sweet, I am really looking forward to the day when the Killing Pill is completed!" ”

"Good, good!" Fang Ze secretly gritted his teeth, it was useless to say anything now, he could only endure it.

"Ah, I almost forgot the most important point, the Nine Aperture Golden Pill is in your heart, and the medicinal effects are all concentrated in your heart." Elder Mo took the knife and laughed again.

"Old thing, you, what else do you want to do?" Fang Ze secretly sighed, this old thing has such a vicious mind, he won't want to rip out his heart.

"Don't worry, I said I wouldn't let you die, if you die now, then my Death Pill really can't be refined, I want you to stay awake and practice slowly, so that the effect will be the best."

Elder Mo smiled evilly, "It's just that I think it might be safer to make a hole in your chest." ”

Then he directly stabbed Fang Ze's chest, but he handled it very accurately, and it didn't hurt Fang Ze's heart, but only opened a bloody hole in his chest.

Fang Ze snorted, just gritting his teeth and staring at Elder Mo.

He wanted to scold a few words, but thinking about it, it was better to save some effort to face the next situation to be true.

As long as he doesn't die, he will definitely give this old thing a big surprise at that time.

"Alright, boy, enjoy the rest of the days in peace!"

As Elder Mo smiled, with a bang, Elder Mo closed the medicine tripod.

Then, he began to set fire to refine the medicine.

Of course, the fire he led was definitely not an ordinary ordinary fire, but the fire of the earth, and the unique thing about this cave was that it not only contained the rhyme of the Dao, but more importantly, there was fire in this underground, otherwise he would not have chosen this place as a place for refining medicine.

Fire fire can also be called the fire of the center of the earth, which is born from the earth over the years, and belongs to the strongest innate spiritual fire, but the concept is relatively general, because fire fire does not refer to a single type of fire, but a comprehensive general term.

The fire brake is divided into nine grades, with one being the lowest and nine being the highest.

That is to say, the strength of the fire sha is based on the individual's strength, and the stronger the strength, the stronger the fire sha that can be controlled, the stronger the fire sha will be, without this practice, the strength is insufficient, and ordinary monks will not be able to quote the fire sha even if they are in a place where there is fire evil.

Even with Elder Mo's current cultivation, he could only quote the Three Rank Fire Demons.

But for alchemy, the fire of the three products is enough.

With Elder Mo's magic guidance, milky white flames poured out from the ground continuously, jumping under the medicine tripod, and with the beating of the flames, the spiritual power was fluctuating, and the light was also constantly submerged into the medicine tripod.

And Elder Mo sat next to the medicine tripod, his fingers pinching the law decision, his eyes closed, motionless, guarding the medicine tripod.

With the enveloping of the fire and evil aura, the veins on the medicine pod also seemed to come to life, as if they were alive, and they were carrying out some kind of operation.

And at this moment, Fang Ze, who was enclosed in the medicine tripod, had only one feeling, and that was grievance.

His limbs were pierced, and his chest was also a bloody hole, although the blood flow was slow now, but it had made him extremely weak, if it weren't for the immersion in these rare elixirs, he would probably really lose his life.

How could he have thought that when he came to this world, he would have such a day.

The temperature inside the ding was also gradually rising, and the syrup had begun to bubble.

If you are an ordinary person, I am afraid that you will not be able to stand this temperature for a long time.

But what made him feel relieved was that in this environment, the prohibition that Elder Mo had imposed on him seemed to be slowly fading.

If it weren't for the excessive blood loss, he would have been able to move at the moment.

Now, he just can't muster a little strength.

"Knock knock."

He poured a few mouthfuls of the syrup mixed with his own blood, and the prohibition was fading, which also meant that his opportunity had come.

After drinking a few sips of the syrup, his spirit gradually recovered.

"Old immortal, I want to refine Fang Ye and me into medicine, dreaming!"

The temperature inside the ding was getting higher and higher, and the syrup was almost being refined into a thick form, and countless bubbles were tumbling.

Those rare elixirs were mixed in the medicinal pulp, and they also exuded the brilliance of aura.

Although Fang Ze was able to resist the high temperature, after pouring those few mouthfuls of medicinal pulp, although his spirit recovered somewhat, he was still very weak, he didn't think about it, endured the huge pain in his arm, grabbed an elixir and stuffed it into his mouth.

Then he began to close his eyes and began to try pranayama with the help of the medicinal properties.

It's just that it's difficult to condense true qi, and it seems that Elder Mo's prohibition hasn't completely faded, but it can only make him move his hands and feet a little.

He sighed secretly, this old thing's methods are really good.

At this moment, Fang Ze found that a milky white brilliance surrounded him, automatically burrowing into his body like a brilliance.

"What is this?"

His eyes widened suddenly.