Fan Jin said decisively: "I have been a kid for hundreds of years. I have had enough. I want to be a ghost soldier. But the ghost soldier is equivalent to going from being a scholar to being a scholar. How can it be so easy? This opportunity is rare, and I will definitely not do it.
Give up. Master, please refine it with me. I can become a ghost soldier and help you better."
"Okay, as long as you can endure the test and torture, I will definitely help you advance to become a ghost soldier."
Xu Jia gave Fan Jin a thumbs up, and as soon as he had an idea, the Bagua furnace was sacrificed, and the bodies of Fan Jin and Fu Diao were imprisoned in the alchemy furnace.
The reason why Fan Jin was in great pain during this refining, and even in danger of losing his soul, was that Xu Jia needed to use Dao fire for this refining.
Fire is not enough to refine it.
Dao fire is a higher level of flame than will-o'-the-wisp fire. Will-o'-the-wisp fire is already unbearable for Fan Jin, let alone Dao fire?
However, those who want to achieve great things must go through dangers.
If a kid wants to become a ghost soldier, he has to pay a painful price.
All this depends on Xu Jia's alchemy methods.
"The sky spins and the earth spins, calling the wind and rain, the Supreme Lord is as anxious as the law!"
Xu Jia chanted the incantation, and the Bagua furnace rotated rapidly, and streams of Tao fires burned in the furnace.
"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts so much!"
In the alchemy furnace, Fan Jin's screams of pain could be heard, heartbreaking and wailing.
"Fan Jin, if you want to become a ghost soldier, you have to hold back."
Xu Jia tried his best to control the angle and technique of the alchemy, allowing the rich Dao fire to focus on the rotten mink and burn the rotten mink's body. In this way, the rich yin energy of the rotten mink could be quickly refined, and Fan Jin would suffer less.
It can save you a lot of trouble, and it can be said to kill three birds with one stone.
But the power of the Dao Fire is so powerful that even a tiny bit of flame that escapes is enough to melt steel, let alone a little devil.
"Zizzi...it hurts too much."
Fan Jin finally couldn't bear it anymore and his screams became more and more miserable.
"Fan Jin, hold on, hurry up and hide in the Gen position. There is the least fire there and there is a wind outlet. Brother Monkey escaped by hiding in the Gen position."
"Master, if you didn't tell me earlier, I almost died."
"Haha, didn't I forget just now?"
"Master, you are so irresponsible..." Fan Jin stabbed and hid in Gen's seat.
There was a draft here, and the smoke was so pungent that Fan Jin couldn't open his eyes. However, there was no strong fire, so he felt very comfortable.
"Phew, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief."
Fan Jin felt like he was surviving a catastrophe. Although he was still very painful from being roasted by the fire, it was not to the point where his soul was gone.
"Master, Sun Dasheng escaped the disaster by hiding in this position. It can be seen that Sun Dasheng's physical fitness was not good at the beginning."
Fan Jin felt much more comfortable and couldn't help teasing him.
Xu Jia rolled his eyes angrily: "You know what the hell? Back then, when refining Brother Monkey, he used the most powerful Six Ding Divine Fire in the world. Do you know Honghaier's three-flavored true fire? The Six Ding Divine Fire.
The power is ten times that of the Three Flavors True Fire. Do you know the Flame Mountain? It was just a brick of the Six Ding Divine Fire. If it fell to the mortal world, it would become the Flame Mountain."
Fan Jin couldn't help but clicked his tongue after hearing this: "Is the Liuding Divine Fire so powerful? I'm so scared."
"What do you think."
Xu Jia hummed: "What's more, back then, Taishang Laojun devoted himself to refining Brother Monkey. The flames were so strong that he left no blind spots and used all his strength. Think about it, Taishang Laojun was much more powerful than me. He would do it himself."
If you take action, how powerful should it be? Haha, but Brother Monkey came through, is it awesome?"
Fan Jin nodded repeatedly: "That's awesome, you're an idol. If I have a chance, I'll ask Sun Dasheng for an autograph."
Xu Jia smiled: "No problem, wait until I fight my way back to heaven. Brother Monkey and I are brothers. It doesn't matter if we sign or take a group photo."
"Master, you are so awesome." Fan Jin praised.
"Average, average, third in the country." Xu Jia said beautifully.
"Master, I'm saying you're a boaster," Fan Jin shouted.
"Depend on!"
Xu Jia's face was covered with black lines. This kid actually dared to tease his master. It seemed like he was itching.
I burn!
It just so happened that the Yin Qi in the corpse of the rotting marten had been extracted.
Xu Jia didn't remind Fan Jin, and instead made a bad move and introduced the Yin Qi into Fan Jin's soul.
The moment the Yin Qi pours into the soul, it is like adding fuel to a fire, flooding the sky and covering every hole.
"Zizzi... Ouch, it hurts, itches, numbs, I have no strength..."
Fan Jin made a ridiculous sound: "Master, you are evil, you should just say something and prepare for me."
Xu Jia chuckled: "Remember, if you dare to tease the master next time, you will suffer."
"I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore." Fan Jin quickly begged for mercy.
"It's too late to beg for mercy now."
Xu Jia put away his smile and warned: "These yin qi are very resentful. You have to extract pure yin qi and extract the impurities. Moreover, these yin qi are hard-won. You must cherish them and absorb as much as you can."
How much, and whether you can become a ghost soldier depends on your luck."
"Master, I will work hard."
Fan Jin stopped talking, but absorbed the Yin Qi wholeheartedly and forged his soul.
Xu Jia was also tired. He lay on the bed with his head in his arms and took a nap.
Half an hour later, the Bagua furnace came to an abrupt end.
"Huh? Stopped?"
Xu Jia opened his eyes, felt the feminine breath, and opened the Bagua furnace with anticipation.
An extremely feminine aura surged out and quickly condensed into a black shadow of nothingness.
"Master!" Fan Jin bowed deeply to Xu Jia.
Xu Jia laughed loudly: "Congratulations on becoming a ghost soldier. Yes, yes, my hard work was not in vain."
Fan Jin burst into tears with gratitude: "Master, I was not so excited when I was admitted to the Juren Examination that day. My advancement into a ghost soldier is all thanks to Master."
"You're welcome, who among us is following whom?" Xu Jia was very happy.
Fan Jin looked at himself and shook his head: "Why is my whole body so black? Aren't ghost soldiers transparent?"
Xu Jia sweated: "That's the refining soot, okay?"
"It turns out it's soot. I have to go wash it off." Fan Jin went out for a walk, got rid of the ashes, and returned to the room.
"Master, I'm back."
Fan Jin turned left and right, standing on the chair and dancing: "Master, can you see me?"
Xu Jia's face darkened: "You come down here and you're still standing on a chair dancing like a horse and a monkey. Who cares to watch?"
"Master, can you see me?"
Fan Jin came down dejectedly: "Didn't you say that after becoming a ghost soldier, it is very good to be invisible, and it is not easy to see when you open your eyes?"
Xu Jia said: "I am your master, of course I can see you. Besides, I am so profound..."
Fan Jin covered his ears: "Master, keep blowing..."
Depend on!
Xu Jia was really angry with Fan Jin. This guy became a ghost soldier. Why did he become so talkative?
He used to be a polite and law-abiding scholar, but now he has become a glib old man. (To be continued)