Jin Yiwen frowned slightly when he saw Ye Shao, as if in a reproachful tone, he asked Ye Shao why he hadn't come to continue cultivating for a long time, but after Ye Shao explained the reason to him, he was happy again, and the tone of his voice became gentle and gentle.

After a cursory inquiry, he saw Jin Yiwen take out the Shenyang Golden Ding, put it on the table, and then poured out a reddish centipede from a gourd.

Ye Zhen didn't hesitate to stretch out his right hand and let it bite, but it was abrupt, his intuition was dizzy, he was shocked, suddenly retracted his hand, and said to Jin Yiwen: "Sir, this centipede is so poisonous, it just bites it, I feel like I'm about to be poisoned!"

He looked at the centipede, which was as red as blood, and his heart trembled.

"It's okay, this one is a little more poisonous than the others. But if you swallow this Blood Clearing Pill first, you'll be fine. ”

Jin Yiwen handed him a red pill the size of his little finger and said gently.

Ye Zhen heard this, quickly took it, and swallowed it immediately, after a while, he felt that his whole body was already warm, as if after drinking wine, the wine surged up and made his whole body hot.

"Now you can. Jin Yiwen reminded him.

When Ye Zhen heard this, he stretched out his hand in front of the centipede, but when he saw the centipede suddenly bite the fingertip of his right hand, he didn't feel anything strange all over his body, and gradually the bright red color of the centipede's whole body, starting from the head, gradually turned black at a visible speed, Ye Zhen only felt that the warm feeling of the whole body was gradually cooling down, and then returning to room temperature, and then going down, but there was a refreshing coldness in his heart.

This made him, his whole body suddenly, a clever shudder, a green qi looming on his cheeks, but after a while, it slowly spread out on his face, making his face turn pale blue. Ye Zhenzhi was so cold that his whole body trembled slightly, and his neat and white teeth also trembled involuntarily.

"Sir, can you get it out?"

His voice was also a little slurred, and he asked Jin Yiwen urgently, as if he could no longer hold on.

"Not yet, wait. ”

Jin Yiwen shook his head slightly at him and said with a solemn expression.

Ye Zhen felt that his whole body was already bathed in ice water, and the bones and blood veins of his whole body were stiffened and painful.

I held on for a while before I heard Jin Yiwen say, "It's okay, let's get it out!"

Ye Shao's heart couldn't wait, and when he heard this, he quickly discharged it, but saw that the light blue on his cheeks gradually faded and turned gray, and this gray slowly faded into white, which made Ye Zhen's face as if it was covered with fat powder, and his face was pale and terrible, and after a while, it slowly returned to normal.

When it returned to normal, Jin Yiwen had already absorbed the red poisonous gas discharged into it with the Shenyang Golden Ding, and after adding a few herbs, he sealed the lid of the Ding, and couldn't wait to start turning his light blue Xuan Qi into a pale yellow flame, which was blazing at the bottom of the Shenyang Golden Ding.

"Sir, what kind of elixir are you refining now?" Ye Zhen blurted out and asked.

But seeing that Jin Yiwen was tightly closed, he shook his head slightly, and then he was engrossed in refining again, and after a while, his thin face was gradually becoming red, and fine beads of sweat continued to appear on his forehead and cheeks, but the fish-like wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were slowly soaked, and seemed to be gradually fading.

And the Shenyang Golden Ding, which emitted a faint golden light, had four circles of cyan aperture around it, and it seemed that during this time, it had risen from the third level to the fourth level. The white gas on the lid was also gradually increasing, and it seemed that the pills inside were already boiling.

Ye Zhen also felt an invisible pressure, surging towards his chest, and when he looked down, he saw that the Burning Spirit Purification Box in his chest was pouring that large stream of transparent gas from Jin Yiwen's raging flames.

After refining for a period of time, I saw that Jin Yiwen's eyes were closed, and the sweat beads gradually increased on his face, like the bright skin that was red by the firelight, had turned white at this time, and the sound of breathing that gradually felt rapid was also out of breath, and his whole body trembled slightly, and his lips were also flushed with a touch of pure white and dryness, which seemed to be about to be unable to support it quickly.

"What's wrong with you, sir?"

Ye Zhen saw his unusual situation, but he immediately grabbed him and cried out in shock.

But seeing that Jin Yiwen quickly retracted the Xuan Qi in his hand, a large mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, sprinkling countless gorgeous blood rains in the air, and at the same time, the Shenyang Golden Tripod suspended in the air also fell to the ground with a "clang", and a pool of reddish-brown liquid slowly flowed out from the ding, sizzling on the ground, exuding an extremely unpleasant pungent smell, and then formed countless white foams, which slowly drifted into the air, and then disappeared.

At the same time, the sharp feeling of oppression in Ye Shao's chest also stopped in an instant.

"How can this be? How can I feel an invisible force absorbing my Xuan Qi?"

Jin Yiwen was emotional, as if he was crazy, his eyes exuded an impatient light, his gentle face looked very hideous and desolate, and his hands were unwilling to scratch the bubbles in the air, waving wildly, and after a while, he fell down, his face was dead gray, and he muttered: "Why let me fall short again, why can't I succeed?"

A touch of impatience surged in his chest, but it made him spurt out a large stream of blood again, and his body staggered, almost fainting.

"Sir, what's wrong with you, go lie down first!" Ye Zhen hurriedly and carefully helped him, and walked slowly towards the bed, until he was placed on the bed, as if it had taken a long time.

"It's a pity that I've worked so hard to collect the medicine. After Jin Yiwen swallowed a three-grade rejuvenation pill, his face looked slightly better, sighed, and said to Ye Shao faintly.