After Ji Congliang landed, he didn't shout loudly at this time, he removed the body shield of the two of them, and with just a casual move, he used the exorcism technique to lift Sun Feng into the void in his hand, and immediately turned into a purple light, and penetrated the door of a Dan room in the middle of the courtyard.

A moment later, Sun Fengzhao appeared in an alchemy room under a cloud of purple glow. Sun Fengzhao, who had fallen down, "snapped" and was thrown directly on the cold black stone ground by Ji Congliang.

Sun Fengzhao, who had no mana, was also so pained that he couldn't snort, so he could only endure looking up and saw that he was in a small Dan room, where water aura and fire aura coexisted, quite warm, but there was no such burning and dry feeling as imagined. The furnishings in this Dan room are quite simple, except for the Dan furnace, which is the various porcelain bottles, jade bottles, gourds and some elixirs contained there on the rows of wooden shelves on the left side that attract the most attention.

After hurriedly scanning the environment, he focused his eyes on Sun Fengzhao in front of the Dan furnace not far in front of him, and saw a tall middle-aged strong man with five locks of long hair and a face like a heavy jujube sitting cross-legged in front of a simple bronze Dan furnace and spitting out.

"Fan Jian, this is the incendiary medicine boy assigned to you, in addition to the quantitative Qi Nourishing Pill, the Purple Cloud Pill must not be mistaken, otherwise...... You know the consequences......"

Ji Congliang's emotionless and cold voice sounded in this small Dan room.

The middle-aged man who was called Fan Jian, when he heard Ji Congliang's voice, he had a cold war for no reason, and he hurriedly ended his vomit, and got up in panic and bowed to Ji Congliang and said, "Yes, the disciple obeys the orders of the master!"

"Hmph, it's really like its name, it's really splashy, and it's a great gift to this ugly monster!" When Sun Fengzhao scolded him, Fan Jian, who threw himself to the ground, seemed to sense what Sun Fengzhao was thinking, raised his head violently, and glanced at Sun Fengzhao with cold eyes under spiritual pressure, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen something cherished. Seeing that Sun Fengzhao also had a cold war, I don't know what this Fan Jian is smiling at him?

"Hmm!"

Ji Congliang, who snorted lightly, didn't plan to spend more time with this Fan Jian or the kidnapped Sun Fengzhao, and after ordering Fan Jian, he turned around and was about to leave. But just as he walked to the door, he suddenly thought of something, stopped, turned around, glanced at Sun Fengzhao, who was still on the ground, and said to Fan Jian again: "Don't kill this boy indiscriminately, he is about to break through the fifth layer of qi refining, and I will keep it for medicine!"

As Ji Congliang spoke, a purple glow flew out of the wide robe and hit Sun Fengzhao, Sun Fengzhao was shocked, only to feel that many acupoints and meridians in his body were unblocked, as if it was just that the true spiritual power and mana of the dantian were still blocked and could not be mobilized.

"Yes, Master!"

Fan Jian, who respectfully sent Ji Congliang away, showed an unbelievable smile and secretly relieved to Sun Fengzhao, who was struggling to get up, and threw a fire fan shaped like a banana fan in front of Sun Fengzhao, and shouted: "Then start fanning the fire for me, remember to fan seven hundred and forty-nine times in a row, without a moment's pause, otherwise my furnace of Ziyun Pill will be broken, and you can't afford to compensate for it with your life." ”

"I am the personal disciple of the Great Elder Lu Wantian, you dare to kidnap me here, do you know ......"

"Smack!"

A slap ruthlessly imprinted on Sun Fengzhao's left cheek again, causing Sun Fengzhao to stumble and pounce on the ground again.

"Hurry up and fan the fire, enter the Medicine Ding Peak, what are you thinking about an outer disciple like you? You also want to fool me with this kind of excuse, if you are the personal disciple of the Great Elder, then I will be the Second Elder of the Song Gao Sect, hum......"

It turned out that Ji Congliang and Fan Jian both thought that Sun Fengzhao was a newly promoted medicine boy disciple from the outer gate. For this kind of unreasonable situation, Sun Fengzhao really encountered it for the first time. He was scared and had nothing to do at this time, so he could only grab this banana-shaped fire fan without suffering the loss in front of him, ready to swallow his anger and get through this section first, ready to wait for the opportunity to move.

But although the fan in my hand is not big, it is as heavy as a piece of iron after being copied in my hand. Fan Jian, who had five locks of long hair and a face like a heavy jujube, didn't get up, but his long arms were stretched, and he was obviously still a few feet away, so he carried Sun Fengzhao over like a little chicken cub, threw it in front of the Dan furnace, and urged him to hurry up.

Sun Fengzhao lifted the plantain-shaped fire fan, and used all his strength to fan it, and the Dan furnace suddenly became a fire, glowing red.

Thanks to Sun Fengzhao, most of the meridians have been unraveled by Ji Congliang at this time, because he also cultivated the anti-heaven exercise method that disperses the true yuan spiritual power in the meridians, otherwise the strength is not enough to fan this fan, Rao is arms are silently mobilizing spiritual power, and he also has the strength of hundreds of catties, but he is still sweating after fanning seven or eight fans.

That Fan Jian also complained that Sun Fengzhao didn't have enough strength, and he couldn't stop, otherwise he would ruin this furnace of elixir, and he would suffer from flesh and skin.

Sun Fengzhao could only spare his strength and ruthlessly help fan the fire. The paulownia wood in the Dan furnace is a necessary thing for alchemy, and it is also the only thing that ignites the alchemy of Fan Jian, who has not yet been a three-flavor true fire cultivator.

Sun Fengzhao didn't dare to mobilize his mana and release his divine sense to investigate the cultivation of this Fan Jian, but Sun Feng took care of his momentum and the fluctuations of spiritual power around him, and estimated that he was also a monk at the eighth or ninth level of qi refining.

Sun Fengzhao heard Lu Wantian say that a monk who has a good Dan practice will inevitably delay the progress of his cultivation because he spends his time studying various Dan prescriptions and alchemy, so his cultivation may not be high.

With Sun Fengzhao's efforts to fan the fire, the fire in the Dan furnace became more and more vigorous, and Sun Fengzhao had to use mana to protect his body later, so that he would not be untenable by the furnace fire*, and the Taoist robe would not be burned.

But every time he fanned it, Sun Fengzhao felt as if his strength had been exhausted, and this plantain-shaped fire fan was extremely strange, and the strength consumed was disproportionate. The harder you push, the heavier it becomes, as if you can increase the weight on your own depending on the strength of the dancer.

Sun Fengzhao secretly said in his heart: "This Fan Jian is also weird, he actually let me fan the fire without asking, it turns out that alchemy is so hard, no wonder it is difficult to find a pill, and it is easy not to give it to others." ”

Sun Fengzhao exhausted his strength to feed, and waved the banana-shaped fire fan seven or seven or forty-nine times in a row, sweating like pulp all over his body, and he really had no strength at all.

That Fan Jian shouted loudly, pinched a magic trick, and opened the door of the Dan furnace. Sun Fengzhao saw that Fan Jian began to throw many medicinal materials into the furnace.

Only then did Sun Fengzhao know that this Dan furnace was actually empty just now, and Fan Jian threatened him to say that he had broken a furnace of medicinal materials, and he couldn't afford to pay anything, which was a lie.

Sun Fengzhao sat on the ground, looked at Fan Jian with disdain, and muttered Fan Jian's name softly. Of course, the pronunciation must have become "cheap!"

Fan Jian didn't pay attention to Sun Fengzhao's back and scolded secretly, stood on top of the medicine tripod with one hand, his eyes fell on the tripod, and said lightly: "Alchemy is a very wonderful job, listen well, I will only say the steps of alchemy once!"

Sun Fengzhao was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Fan Jian instead, and hurriedly said, "Do I also want to learn alchemy?"

"Of course!" Fan Jian turned around and narrowed his eyes, swept a few glances at Sun Fengzhao with a smile that seemed to be a smile, and laughed softly: "Hehehe, you don't learn, who will refine those Qi Nourishing Pills?" Fan Jian said and glanced at the back of the Dan room, Sun Fengzhao noticed that behind this bronze tripod, there were four smaller medicine tripods that were also steaming out. It turned out that in this small Dan room, there was more than one Dan furnace, and obviously this Fan Jian was not only responsible for refining the Ziyun Pill in Ji Congliang's mouth, he had to take care of these four or five furnaces of pills alone, it seemed that he must be busy enough.

"Besides, if you didn't take over these low-level pills, I wouldn't even have anyone who was in the top cylinder, right...... Alas, the hundred-year-old dream has come true today, the heavenly immortals are worried, the past is bitter, and the future is also becoming more and more open. Aha...... Boy, you just accept your fate, anyway, sooner or later, you will have to make the medicine of the master, and although you also have water and fire spirit roots, you can't have the same alchemy talent as me, so you still obediently give me a shot. Don't worry, as long as you are obedient and help me finish refining this batch of pills, maybe as soon as the master is happy, he will pull you to make the medicine two days later......"

Sun Fengzhao was shocked, and after listening to Fan Jian, it seemed like he was talking to himself, and it was like he was saying something to him. Secretly: "It turns out that this Fan Jian also started as a medicine boy at the beginning, because he seems to have some talent for alchemy, and in the end, he was not made a medicine guide by Ji Congliang, and he was accepted as a disciple!"

Then Fan Jian watched him tell the truth about Sun Fengzhao's fate, and did not have the anger of some medicine boys in the past, or shouting, but let Fan Jian look at Sun Fengzhao twice. Immediately, he was also in a good mood and talked about his past, which also gave Sun Fengzhao a certain understanding of this Fan Jian's path of cultivating immortals, as well as the entire Yaoding Peak, Baicao Garden, and their common current steward, Ji Congliang.

This Fan Jian was originally a very talented and merry man from a mortal secular eunuch family, and he was also the only seedling of this eunuch family. Back then, after Fan successfully achieved fame, he naturally entered the court as an official.

At that time, Fan Jian also had a time when he was in high spirits, thinking about the queen of Guangzong. That knows, the darkness and deceit of officialdom are unguardable. Fan Jian, who was planted for the number of officials, did not make any achievements, and later practiced some martial arts by chance, which also made Fan Jian, who was thirty years old, pin his hopes on the dream of becoming a villain in martial arts and showing his talents again.

After Fan Jian's martial arts were completed, it was indeed very good at first, and received a certain effect, Fan Jian was a scholar sword and became famous in the officialdom, and he also had a small reputation in the rivers and lakes, so everything went smoothly and there were no two in one day. However, at this moment, Fan Jian's opponent in the officialdom found an evil man from somewhere, Fan Jian's scholar sword that had been sinking for several years, and he couldn't get along in front of this person. What's even more ridiculous is that the person is only a teenager, which also makes Fan someone's enthusiasm in vain, and his previous efforts are wasted.