Everyone was nervously looking forward, everyone's faces were filled with excitement and joy, their eyes were burning, and they wished they could melt Zhiyan on the spot.

With a thought, Zhiyan's special medicine cauldron was sacrificed from Qiankun Space. With a buzzing sound, the cauldron fell on the ground and made a crisp tremor.

The cold air was overwhelmed, and everyone felt a shock all over. An unconcealed pleasure surged from everyone's body, and the eyes looking at Zhiyan became more and more scorching.

"Spiritual weapon!" the madman exclaimed softly, his chest undulating and turbulent, and his face was full of excitement.

"It's indeed extraordinary." Old Bai blinked and a hint of awe rose in his heart. The Lengyan Dan King was not only strong, but also the utensils he used were different from those of ordinary people.

The thoughts were activated, and a cluster of green flames jumped out from the fingertips, burning and dazzling, like a bunch of blue waves. Everyone breathed and their eyes suddenly lit up.

Old Bai, the madman and Old Mo stared at the cluster of flames in disbelief. The blue color turned out to be blue. Could it be that her spiritual cultivation level...

"What's going on?" Old Mo couldn't help asking, remembering that her flame appeared in colorful colors at the Dan Festival last time, but this time it was a single blue color. What kind of deep meaning does it imply?

"Yes, why is the flame of the Cold Smoke Pill King so strange?" Old Bai nodded, full of questions.

Venerable Ye Yan was also puzzled. Even Zhiyan’s master, he couldn’t figure out the relationship. The color of the flame of ordinary elixirs was linked to the level of spiritual power, and the color of the flame indicated his spiritual power cultivation.

However, Xiao Yan'er's flames can change the color at will, and even appear in colorful shapes.

As soon as he enters the alchemy state, Zhiyan's five consciousnesses are automatically locked on the alchemy.

There are 7749 kinds of medicinal herbs on the medicine stand, no more or less, exactly ten parts.

With a swing of his bare hand, the green flames thundered in the cauldron with a loud bang. Zhiyan picked up five of the twenty-five medicinal herbs and threw them into the cauldron. Such a large portion made everyone present gasp for air conditioning.

As the medicinal materials were put into use, the soul power was wrapped, and the green flames instantly divided into twenty-five clusters, wrapping each medicinal material.

Just like twenty-five waves splashing in the green lake, the green light swaying, intoxicating and splendid.

Twenty-five herbs were roasted by flames, with different temperatures and different flame sizes, and the progress was surprisingly consistent.

Venerable Ye Yan and others widened their eyes, their fists hanging down to their sides tightly closed, and the temperature inside the room rose rapidly. Gradually, sweat began to seep out of everyone's forehead.

However, everyone's attention was not on this. They were shocked. The blue flames were sometimes big and sometimes small, rising and falling along the growth of the herbs, and even refined to the turning point between each leaf or branch.

They asked themselves that they could not do such accurate soul control, and if they had not seen it with their own eyes, they would not believe it even if they were beaten to death.

"It's incredible." Old Bai sighed deeply.

"How did she do it?" Old Mo shook his head, with admiration in his eyes and awe. At this moment, he deeply admired the young man in front of him from the bottom of his heart.

"Ha, she can always bring surprises." Venerable Ye Yan shook his head, his eyes full of relief. Any incredible things became a matter of course on her.

In about five minutes, twenty-five herbs gradually softened under the calcination of the flames, and finally turned into a pool of juice. The yin energy was sent out and sealed at the bottom of the cauldron.

Then, another five twenty-five herbs were put into use.

As before, twenty-five clusters of flames wrapped them together, and were burnt and burnt under the control of Zhiyan's soul.

After putting five twenty-five herbs in a row, the whole medicine was lost. After calcined 5840 herbs, there were still nine of them left to refine the fourth-grade beauty pill.

From the beginning to now, everyone has been standing for nearly half an hour. Zhiyan in the alchemy has always been calm and not nervous at all. From beginning to end, she is very smooth and smooth.

With the intention activated, Zhiyan directly put the remaining nine kinds of forty-five herbs into it.

call!

Everyone took a breath and their hearts were shaking violently. Five twenty-five herbs seemed to them as limits, but they didn't expect that she could continue to add them.

Nine kinds of forty-five herbs, that is, flames are divided into forty-nine clusters, and the power of the soul is also divided into forty-nine channels.

I saw the entire cauldron filled with forty-five clusters of flames, and the stars were connected into a piece, which looked very spectacular.

The madman breathed rapidly, his eyes were bright, his old and rough cheeks turned red under the flames, and his forehead was sweating down, and he was so excited that he could yell three times, "Dan King, what is the Dan King? This is the veritable Dan King."
Chapter completed!