After taking care of the two men, Fang Xiaoyu came to the edge of Longtan, bent down and took a bottle of cool Longtan water from the water. He immediately returned to the place where the Tianxiang Cauldron was placed before, preparing to make elixirs.
He kept adding medicine to the Tianxiang Cauldron, and then poured water.
Suddenly, he pushed his palms, and eight red thunder flames were pushed out from his palms. The rolling thunder flames enveloped the Tianxiang Cauldron in flames.
After a while, a strong medicinal fragrance rippled in the air.
When the two men saw Fang Xiaoyu casually shooting out flames from his palms, they turned pale with fright.
"Let me go, who is this kid? How can he shoot flames from his palms?" The rat-eyed man asked in a low voice to the crew-cut man beside him with a nervous look on his face.
"This is so awesome!" The flat-headed man said to himself: "I'm so blind! How could I go after this kid? That's simply asking for death!"
Seeing this, both of them felt sad.
Fang Xiaoyu ignored the surprise of the two, and just calmly concentrated his thunder energy and refined the Zhuyan Dan.
With the stimulation of his thoughts, he quickly became integrated with the artistic conception of the medicinal materials in the cauldron. Faintly, he seemed to feel that there was a mysterious force helping him. Whenever he thought about it, he could always achieve something.
Keep the heat just right.
After stir-frying for a while, I saw him gently patting the two ears of the cauldron with his hand.
Suddenly, there was a "dang" sound, and then, from the cauldron, red Zhu Yan Dan popped out of the cauldron.
"I'll go and refine more than ten pills in one go? And the quality is so good." Fang Xiaoyu looked at the pills in the cauldron with excitement, his eyes widening in disbelief.
In a moment of excitement, he turned over the cauldron, caught all the elixirs, added medicine to the cauldron again, and started another pot.
In less than half an hour, two furnace pills were formed, more than twice as fast as before. This surprised Fang Xiaoyu.
The two men watching on the side couldn't help but let out bursts of praise.
"Oh my god! This guy is so skilled in alchemy. I'm afraid only the Medicine King of Southern Xinjiang can compete with him!"
"I think only the Jade Rakshasa can subdue this kid."
The two of them looked at each other, thinking of the previous attempt to snatch Fang Xiaoyu's magic weapon, and their hearts were filled with regret.
"Stop talking nonsense! It has nothing to do with you here." The elder sister of the two sisters glared at the two of them angrily, and the two men looked back at the younger sister with some disapproval.
At this time, the younger sister shouted angrily at the two men: "Look back, Brother Fang will come to deal with you again. Don't get carried away. You two are destined to die tonight."
Upon hearing this, the two people's expressions darkened, they quickly looked at each other, exchanged glances, and nodded knowingly.
I saw the flat-headed man pinching his fingers secretly, and after a while, a strange scene happened.
The seven snake spirits that were flicked to the ground by Fang Xiaoyu before disappeared and turned into a faint green light and dissipated in mid-air.
However, except for the two men, no one noticed this strange scene.
A trace of pride flashed across the face of the crew-cut man, and the rat-eyed man beside him made an OK gesture towards the crew-cut man.
Obviously, the two of them were planning to escape while Fang Xiaoyu was refining alchemy.
At this time, Fang Xiaoyu was busy refining elixirs. Seeing that the tense hour was about to pass, he had already refined more than sixty beauty elixirs.
At this time, Cheng Wanying suddenly shouted excitedly: "Xiaoyu, look, what is on the cliff? There seems to be a dragon there?"
Hearing the sound, everyone looked towards the cliff of Longtan, and soon saw a dragon shadow emerging from the cliff of Longtan.
"It's the dragon shadow!" the elder sister of the two sisters shouted excitedly: "It seems that the hidden dragon will ascend to the sky in three days. The feng shui of our Yancheng will be prosperous for another sixty years."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw her face darken again, and she frowned and said: "No, this dragon seems to be missing a tail. Is this... is this a wounded dragon? Trouble, the ascension of a hidden dragon to heaven is an extremely serious matter.
A difficult thing. This dragon has been injured, can it still ascend to heaven?"
A trace of sadness flashed across the young lady's face.
Fang Xiaoyu didn't say anything, just stared at the dragon shadow on the cliff.
Through his own clairvoyance, he could clearly see that there were seven holes punched in the dragon's body. It was obviously the dragon-suppressing nail that Beipohai and the others had drilled by Lord Zhutian.
However, the dragon's tail is still there, but the shadow is very faint. It seems that the dragon is indeed injured.
Fang Xiaoyu took a deep breath and felt a dullness in his chest. He seemed to be able to feel the pain the dragon was in.
"Look, the dragon is moving." The younger sister pointed at the dragon shadow with her finger.
Everyone looked at the dragon's shadow on the cliff, and saw the dragon's shadow moving slowly.
Everyone was surprised when they saw this magical scene.
At this moment, a dragon roar was suddenly heard, and the dragon shadow on the cliff suddenly opened its teeth and claws, looking very scary.
Everyone was shocked.
Fang Xiaoyu felt surprised. He always felt that this dragon seemed to want to express something to him.
"Could it be that this dragon has something to say?" Fang Xiaoyu calmed down, closed his eyes with a smile, and tried to use his spiritual power to feel the existence of this dragon.
Suddenly, the appearance of a real dragon appeared in his head, and then he heard a deep voice coming from his ears.
"Young man, we are destined to be together! The old dragon has been lurking here for sixty years, but he was plotted by the villain and was injured by the dragon. I am afraid that it will be difficult to ascend. If you can help me, I will definitely express my kindness to the dragon.
Report..."
The dragon's voice is hoarse, getting weaker and weaker the more you listen to it, as if coming from the heart of the distant earth.
Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but shuddered, and his thoughts were suddenly interrupted. The dragon shape in his mind disappeared, and the sound could not be heard at all.
"Qianlong, what exactly do you want me to do?" Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help shouting, and when he opened his eyes, he heard Cheng Wanying next to him shout: "Ah! The dragon shadow on the cliff is gone!
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Fang Xiaoyu retracted his thoughts and looked forward, only to see that the cliff was completely empty, with only gray rocks remaining.
He and the three beauties were all frustrated.
At this moment, the two men looked at each other and whispered: "Quick! Release the snake spirit again."
After saying that, the crew-cut man took out a piccolo from his arms, put it between his lips, and started playing it leisurely.
As soon as the flute sounded, seven rays of green light suddenly appeared from the flute hole. The green light turned into the shadow of a snake and pounced on the three beauties.
"Seeking death!" Fang Xiaoyu roared angrily, took out the silver needle, and tried to kill the two of them.
"It's too late! I'm leaving first. Haha!"
At this time, the rat-eyed man waved his hand and threw a white bead. It hit the ground with a "bang" and a burst of white smoke rose up, covering the two of them in dust and smoke.
It was too late, but it was soon. Fang Xiaoyu rushed over at a very fast speed, grabbed it into the dust and smoke, and shouted: "I got it!" (To be continued)