5,300 years of Jungo.

Zhao Fushuang is 400 years old.

The scorched red stone house on the edge of Chiyan Purgatory was isolated by a person, a cat, and a Dan furnace.

The woman sat cross-legged in front of the alchemy furnace, pinching the recipe with both hands, urging the flames from the center of the earth that had been drawn from the Chiyan Purgatory to scorch the furnace.

The red fire scorched the alchemy furnace red, roasting the peerless elixir that floated into the alchemy furnace, and also scorched the woman who cast the spell.

The two round beads on the woman's earlobe were constantly cold and enveloped the woman's whole body, so that she would not be burned by the fire.

The black cat lay leisurely in the corner of the stone house, and its dark fur was not afraid of the high temperature in the stone house.

In the red furnace fire, the impurities of the peerless elixir burned out, and only the essence was tumbling in the Dan furnace.

The mana in the woman's palm carefully controlled the fire, trying to condense the remaining essence.

However, it backfired.

After the fireworks burned, the essence of the half-huddle finally dispersed with a popping sound.

The essence of the sight was scattered in the furnace, and it was broken and burned by the fireworks one by one, and the woman's red eyes flashed with strong unwillingness.

Biting her red lip, the woman cut through her palm, and the blood in her body was introduced into the Dan furnace from her palm.

The woman's blood entered the Dan furnace in an endless stream, and was burned and purified by the fire, and wisps of essence were left to wrap the essence of the elixir.

For a moment, all the scattered essences seemed to be pulled by something, and they converged to the blood from all directions of the Dan Furnace, and with the blood as the center, all the essences flowed and merged again.

With the continuous loss of blood in the woman's body, the woman's stunning face lost its blood color little by little, until the skin contracted and folded, and the black hair like a waterfall gradually lost its luster.

The black cat, which had been lying in the shadows, finally straightened up, its eyes shining with a cold glow of green light.

It spat out, "Take the essence and blood as the guide, Zhao Fushuang, you really don't want to die!" ”

Zhao Fushuang closed his eyes and never replied.

If you don't succeed, you will be a benevolent!

She has long since run out of retreat!

A long thirty-six days.

Zhao Fu's delicate and white skin was completely dried and wrinkled, leaving no trace of water, and her black hair was dry like grass until it was annihilated inch by inch.

On this day, when the morning glow was shining with the vitality of all things, the light in the Dan furnace was full of light, until the entire closed stone house was illuminated.

Dancheng!

The ground fire receded, and Zhao Fushuang fell to the ground headlong.

As if it had a spiritual intelligence, the fiery red elixir broke through the furnace and floated in the air.

The seven-pin pill was completed, and since then, she has also been a half-seven-pin alchemist.

Zhao Fushuang thought, if her father and mother knew that she could refine the seven-grade pill at the age of four hundred, would she have thought about it for a while when she abandoned her back then?

Zhao Fu's dim eyes stared at the fiery red elixir, but he was powerless to take it back.

At this time, the black cat that was lazily curled up in the corner pounced violently and threw the pill into his arms, and his eyes, which were already as bright as glass, were shining with repeated green light.

Zhao Fushuang lay on the ground weakly, his hoarse voice like a broken gong was still mixed with cynical threats, "If you dare to eat, you will die!" ”

The black cat pondered for a moment, the light in the glazed green eyes finally converged by three points, and his voice was full of mockery, "With your half-dead appearance now, what if you can return to that mayfly mountain?" It's just a mayfly shaking a tree! Give it to me, when Lao Tzu cultivates diligently, maybe I can help you live a little longer. ”

Although Zhao Fushuang is already at the end of his strong crossbow, his scolding words must be sonorous and powerful even if his life is overdrawn, "Let go of your mother's bullshit!" ”

Black Cat, "Fart, thank you." ”

Gluttony returned to gluttony, but the black cat didn't dare to really swallow the elixir that Zhao Fushuang exchanged for his life.

Zhao Fu was prostrate on the ground, unable to move a bit, quiet as if he was dead.

The black cat held the pill in his arms and stretched his dark body lazily.

It's been three days, and there is still a faint flutter between Zhao Fu's noses.

The black cat ran out of patience, "Why aren't you dead yet?" ”

Zhao Fushuang replied with a free breath, "Otherwise, you will wait and see?" ”

The black cat snorted, stared down at the pill in his arms, and instead stretched out his long, thin tongue and licked it on the pill.

Zhao Fushuang: "....... Can it be more disgusting for you? ”

Black Cat: "Anyway, you don't take this pill, you care about me?" ”

Zhao Fushuang thought about it, Li is such a reason!

He simply continued to lie on the ground, slowly recovering his strength.

Finally, on the tenth day, Zhao Fu pinched his fingers and said slowly: "The time limit for Rongyin's reincarnation is approaching, and he should appear." ”

The black cat snorted coldly, "Just the way you are dead now, don't expect me to take you to find someone, knowing that it was all an ambush of the demons, and going in to send him to death, Lao Tzu didn't do it." ”

Zhao Fushuang snorted coldly, and his hand, which had been stiff for ten days, moved to the bottom of his body inch by inch, and a physical strength pill appeared in his hand.

She stiffened into her mouth, the tip of her tongue moving slightly, and swallowed slowly.

Black Cat: "....... Why don't you take any other pills, and you lie on the ground for ten days? ”

Zhao Fushuang, "Cool." ”

The black cat glanced at Zhao Fushuang coldly: "...... Sick! ”

Zhao Fushuang lay on the ground and didn't bother to reply, and after swallowing the physical strength pill, the dead body finally drew a few new sprouts.

She instructed the black cat, "Old Hei, go find a stick." ”

The black cat licked the pill and replied in a hurry: "Lao Tzu will find you a knife, you can die quickly." ”

"Don't fight with me, turn around and cut off your cat food."

It's about cat food, not child's play!

The black cat snorted and stepped gracefully through a small hole in the corner of the stone house.

After a while, a black burning stick was stuffed in and thrown in front of Zhao Fushuang.

Zhao Fushuang lay on the ground and opened his eyes and glanced at it: "No, I want green." ”

The black cat came back with a green twig in its mouth.

"No, it's finer."

The black cat patiently took a thinner one back.

Black hair: "No, you have to be modest." ”

The black cat was annoyed: "What do you want?" ”

Zhao Fushuang thought for a while, "Find a bamboo." ”

The black cat roared: "If you want bamboo, you want bamboo, why don't you make it clear at one time?!" ”

Zhao Fushuang said casually: "Don't worry, anyway, the hour is not yet, let's play for a while." ”

"With a master like you, Lao Tzu is considered to have fallen into blood mold." Although he was accustomed to someone's whimsical madness, the black cat still couldn't hold back and walked away scolding.

This time, the black cat came back with a bamboo that was neither thick, thin, nor long, nor short, Zhao Fu glanced at it, held it in his hand with difficulty, and stood up.

After receiving the pill from the black cat, Zhao Fushuang struggled to open the heavy stone door.

The sunlight was shining directly, and it was difficult for the eyes that had been in the dark for a long time to adapt to the light, but Zhao Fushuang did not dodge or dodge, and let the sting that seemed to be light and dark pass.

The small stone house was close to the Red Flame Purgatory, and even the entire sky outside was hot and dry.

The black cat followed her, "Where's the cat food?" ”

Zhao Fushuang staggered out of half a mile before saying, "Cultivation is exhausted, the divine consciousness is silent, and I can't open the space bracelet." ”

In other words, there is no cat food now!

Not anytime soon!

I don't know if there will be one in the future!

"Zhao Fushuang, do you know why you rebelled and left?!" The black cat turned around and left, "This is your retribution for not being human." ”

yes, who's to say it's not.

Zhao Fushuang sighed leisurely, "The desolate world, the human affection is cold, don't expect the beast to be affectionate!" ”