The courtyard instantly turned into tranquility.
Mu Zhen's face froze and she raised her head angrily. After seeing the old man's face, his original voice instantly disappeared.
Bai Changfeng
The person here is actually Bai Changfeng, the master of the medicine gate
"Bai Sect Master, are you here?" Wen Wuwei glanced at Bai Changfeng, and slowly heaved a sigh of relief, "You mean, this is refining an eight-level pill?"
"You don't know it yourself?" Bai Changfeng glanced lightly at Wuwei, "This alchemist refines the pill in your illusion palace. You don't know the rank of the opponent's refinement? However, this day of thunder It is more violent than what I encountered at the time, and it can be seen that the pill is also a superior existence among the eight products."
A light smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he didn't even notice Mu Zhen's pale face when his words fell.
"This time Illusory Palace did not come in vain. It is an honor to meet another Eight-Rank Pill Pharmacist."
Wen Wuwei sighed lightly: "But the cultivation base of this alchemist is only a respectable rank."
"Executive?"
Bai Changfeng's indifferent expression changed suddenly, and he said angrily: "Naughty! The flesh forged by the strength of the noble ranks cannot withstand the power of the sky thunder. Has this guy's brain been eaten by a dog? He should have survived five or six. I'm ten years old, why don't you understand this?"
He trembled with anger, and finally met an 8-rank alchemist who wanted to explore the knowledge of alchemy. Who knew that this guy was so desperate to use his superior rank strength to resist the sky thunder
After this guy comes out alive, he must teach her well!
Fortunately, Bai Changfeng didn't know that the people inside were Baiyan, otherwise, he should not teach Baiyan, but these people in the fantasy palace.
Wen Wuwei's face was embarrassed: "The one inside is only in his twenties."
"Twenties?" This time it was Bai Changfeng's turn to be surprised. "There is still someone in this world who can compare with my granddaughter? Has the eighth product been made?"
As far as he knows, Baiyan only broke through to the high-ranking monarch not long ago, so he hadn't thought about it at all. The alchemist Wen Wuwei said was Baiyan.
After all, a person is just as advanced as a monarch, and it is impossible to break through the supreme rank in just a few months.
"The White Sect Master," Jun Tianyue found the rescue, and grabbed Bai Changfeng's arm, asking for help, "Can you think of a way to save her."
"No one can help her with this kind of thing, she can only rely on herself."
Bai Changfeng shook his head calmly.
Of course, if he knew that the person inside was a pale face, he might not be able to calm down anymore...
Jun Tianyue's body weakened, her anxious eyes turned to the door, her heart was held tightly, unable to fall down for a moment.
Compared to everyone's shock, Mu Zhen's heart is full of resentment. That damn little bitch is really refining an eight-level pill
It is a pity that it is impossible for her to succeed in refining with her strength, and she will inevitably fall under the thunder!
…
In the room, Baiyan sat calmly beside the pill furnace, the sky thunder came, and every time she was tempering her body.
In the same way, every blow made her bone marrow!
boom!
Another sky thunder fell, and Bai Yan's body trembled, and a trace of blood flowed down the corner of her mouth. Her eyes were firm, and she resisted those sky thunders with flesh and blood.
"That's only two passes, and there are seven!" A smile appeared at the corner of Bai Yan's mouth, "After the last seven passes, the pill will be formed, so I must bear it down!"