"Master Yuehua..." he said calmly, "Have you forgotten the fact that you can make pills now?"
"Ah?" Master Yuehua was stunned.
He Xi shook his head helplessly, and suddenly turned his wrist, and several silver needles appeared at his fingertips.
The silver needle instantly penetrated into Master Yuehua's major acupuncture points. Master Yuehua felt a strange warm current surge through his body. His dantian, which had been unable to condense the scattered true energy, suddenly began to function as if it had been reborn.
He Xi quickly retracted the silver needle and said with a faint smile: "Didn't they say that you can't condense the spiritual fire? Then, condense it for them to see!"
Master Yuehua was stunned when he heard this, and then his eyes suddenly lit up.
He clenched his teeth, and the spiritual power in his dantian circulated. The next moment, a ball of deep red spiritual fire burst out from his fingertips.
As soon as the spiritual fire appeared, the temperature of the entire room rose suddenly, but it was not a burning feeling, but a warm and comfortable feeling.
All the doctors looked at the burning spiritual fire in Master Yuehua's hands with their eyes widened.
Although Master Yuehua's spiritual fire does not completely come from the Dantian's Dan fire, it is formed by refining the natural heavenly fire and then integrating it into the body.
However, even the spiritual fire formed by the sacrifice of heavenly fire can be good or bad, and not all warriors can condense this kind of spiritual fire specifically used for alchemy.
The spiritual fire condensed in Master Yuehua's hands was clearly of extremely high quality. Moreover, the flame was solid and stable. How could it show any signs of disintegrating
"Didn't they say that Master Yuehua can't make pills? How can such a spiritual fire not be able to make pills?"
"Doctor Jiang, weren't you the one who said that Master Yuehua couldn't make pills? What's going on?"
Doctor Jiang with the triangular eyes stared at the spiritual fire on Master Yuehua's fingertips in disbelief, and shook his head vigorously, "Impossible, this is impossible! I clearly heard that Master Yuehua can no longer make pills. He has not been able to make pills for more than ten years. How is it possible that he can suddenly condense spiritual fire!"
Suddenly, his gaze turned and fell on He Xi, and he suddenly screamed, "It's you! It's you who did it, right? Did you use some kind of sleight of hand to make this moonlight look like it has condensed spiritual fire, but in fact it's just a trick?!"
He Xi crossed his arms over his chest, and his sharp phoenix eyes with a mocking smile fell on Doctor Jiang, and he said slowly: "Oh? You said Master Yuehua is a liar, then how about you two compete in alchemy here? Of course, the premise is that Doctor Jiang's Dantian, which has been corroded by demonic energy, can still condense spiritual fire!"
"You...how do you know?!" Doctor Jiang screamed sharply.
But as soon as he said this, his face changed drastically and he knew he had said the wrong thing.
He suddenly covered his dantian with his hands, shook his head in horror and shouted, "No! No! I have not been corrupted by the evil spirit, don't listen to what he says, I haven't!"
However, the doctors looked at him with doubtful eyes.
He Xi sneered and said, "It's very simple for you to prove that your Dantian has not been eroded by the evil spirit. Isn't it enough to condense pure spiritual fire like Master Yuehua?"
Doctor Jiang's face turned pale and blue, and his body trembled slightly, but he showed no sign of regaining his concentration.
One doctor couldn't help but shout, "Didn't you say you weren't corrupted by the evil spirit? Why don't you gather your spiritual fire and show us?" (To be continued)