The little sister is omnipotent, leading the sect to fly

Xue Zifang took a step forward and stopped the little junior sister behind him. At the same time, he raised one hand in front of his chest to form a spiritual power barrier.

However, the expected violent explosion and collision of debris did not occur.

The alchemy furnace was still burning quietly, and the liquid inside was condensed into a large, dark green ball. The surface of the ball was bubbling as if it was boiling.

Yan Ju poked her head out from behind Xue Zifang, "What's wrong, Fourth Brother?"

After confirming that there was no danger, Xue Zifang put down his hand in doubt and made way, "Nothing."

What happened? Did he see it wrong just now?

Clearly, the medicinal power had become disturbed when the elixir was mixed just now, but how come it calmed down in an instant?

Yan Ju leaned his head into the furnace and saw the elixir lying there safely. He patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

so far so good.

Just now, when she was fusing the two balls of elixir bit by bit, she felt that the process was too slow, and suddenly she had an idea to try to fuse them together in one go.

As expected, the difficulty level of overall fusion is not at the same level as that of scattered fusion.

The spiritual power she used to maintain her balance was almost crushed by the two balls of elixir.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly enough, and before the elixir liquid completely exploded, she quickly replenished new spiritual power into it, which managed to stabilize the balance of the medicinal power in the elixir liquid.

The integration process is faster than expected.

Xue Zifang was amazed at the speed of his junior sister and at the feat of completing the fusion in one go, and he was unable to react for a moment.

When he came to his senses, he found that Yan Ju had already started to make the Dan seal.

He quickly reminded her, "Junior sister, making Dan Yin consumes a lot of spiritual consciousness. The number of Dan Yins you make determines the number of Dan you will eventually make. A beginner can only make 2-3 Dan Yins completely before he becomes exhausted due to the depletion of spiritual consciousness."

Hearing his words, Yan Ju's hand, which was making the Dan seal, paused.

She just... seemed to have completed 6 Danyins and didn't feel any discomfort. She felt that she could continue.

Could it be that the way she made the Danyin was wrong?

That shouldn't be the case. She was just following the method that Fourth Senior Brother used to seal the Dan Seal. There was nothing wrong with that.

As a result of this slowdown, the seal in his hand broke and was not completed.

Xue Zifang saw that Yan Ju looked a little strange, and hurriedly comforted her: "It's okay, little sister, failure is normal. Most people have to try several times before they can successfully cast the Dan seal."

Of course, this doesn't include him.

He was a genius in alchemy who perfectly created four elixir seals on his first attempt at refining an elixir.

Song Fanxing, who had been watching the entire process of her junior sister refining the elixir, was desperately winking at him.

Xue Zifang didn't understand what he meant. He thought that his eyes were uncomfortable, and he impatiently drove Song Fanxing out, "If you are not feeling well, go back and rest. Don't disturb me from teaching my junior sister."

Song Fanxing was so angry that she wanted to give this idiot an explosive talisman.

He said coldly: "It seems that Junior Sister's elixir is ready."

There's no hope. Let Junior Sister fight this idiot.

Upon hearing this, Xue Zifang no longer cared about arguing with Song Fanxing and hurriedly turned around to look at the pill that Yan Ju had refined.

At this moment, Yan Ju was opening the lid of the alchemy furnace and adding something into it.

Seeing Xue Zifang and Song Fanxing looking at her, she took a pill in one hand and handed it to them.

"Try it? This is the Bigu Pill I made."

The two of them looked at the pill in Yan Ju's palm and fell silent.

The outlines of the two pills could barely be seen as round, but the surface was bumpy, as if they had been gnawed by something.

The color is like a pile of green fly poop, so ugly that people can't look at it directly.

Xue Zifang couldn't believe that this was the result of his teaching.

The first time he became a teacher, he seriously doubted his teaching talent and was deeply devastated.

Song Fanxing's expression wasn't much better when she looked at the green thing.

He always felt that if he ate it, he would be poisoned to death.

Yan Ju also knew that the pills she made were not good looking, but she really had no talent in handicrafts.

She worked in the alchemy furnace for a long time but couldn't make the pill as round as her fourth senior brother's. In the end, she almost crushed the pill she had worked so hard to make.

Helplessly, she could only come out like this.

Seeing that her two senior brothers didn't take it, she lowered her head, silently picked up a pill and put it into her mouth. Her figure somehow revealed a sense of desolation and loneliness.

Xue Zifang and Song Fanxing suddenly felt as if they had committed a serious crime.

The two looked at each other, and one of them picked up a yellow-green pill. Enduring the tingling scalp and aware of being poisoned, he opened his mouth.

As soon as Dan entered their mouth, both of them were stunned.

The taste is not bad.

"Is this a fasting pill? I've never tasted such delicious fasting pills." Song Fanxing even closed his eyes to savor it carefully.

As Xue Zifang was eating, he felt that the taste was a little familiar. He opened his eyes wide in shock and said, "This is from yesterday..."

He subconsciously looked at his alchemy furnace.

There was still a faint smell of rabbit in his alchemy furnace!

"Not bad," Yan Ju's face instantly wiped away the dejection and broke into a big smile, "When I was adjusting the fragrance at the end, I added some rabbit oil that I cooked yesterday. How about it, the rabbit-flavored Bigu Pill is not bad, right?"

"delicious."

Song Fanxing is still savoring the delicious dish after tasting it for the first time.

Xue Zifang noticed something else.

The elixir that Junior Sister made is really good.

Although it doesn't look very good, it is full of spiritual energy when it enters the mouth, and there is a slight feeling of fullness when it enters the stomach. This is the characteristic of the first-grade fasting pill.

What's more, it was the first time for the junior sister to refine it, but she refined two at once. This is a rare talent.

Just as he was about to say a few words of encouragement, he saw the little sister rummaging in the alchemy furnace. After rummaging for a long time, she stretched out her hand and said to Song Fanxing, "Fifth Brother, if it's not enough, there's more here."

Looking at the several yellow-green pills exactly the same as before lying on the palm of his junior sister's hand, Xue Zifang felt his throat a little dry.

He asked numbly, "Junior Sister, how many Bigu Pills have you refined in total?"

Yan Ju blinked and said, "6 pieces."

Xue Zifang suddenly felt that the stewed rabbit flavored Bigu Pills were not so delicious.

He has been practicing alchemy since he was young. He is a rare genius in alchemy and has a natural body of alchemy fire. However, over the years, he can only produce 6 alchemy seals at most at a time.

And this was only the first time that Junior Sister was refining pills, but she was already able to produce 6 pill seals?

He swallowed a fasting pill with great force and chewed it viciously a few times.

Junior sister must be lucky to be able to produce so many Dan seals at once.

That's right.

An alchemist cannot maintain such a high standard every time.

While Xue Zifang was still struggling to improve himself, Song Fanxing came over and stabbed him in the heart.

"Junior sister, how did you make the fasting pill taste so good? The pills made by Xue Zifang taste as bad as dog shit, how come yours tastes so good?"

Xue Zifang was furious. "Why is my pill like dog shit? Have you ever eaten dog shit?"

Yan Ju recalled the fasting pill that made her doubt her life, and she agreed with Song Fanxing's words.

It was precisely because of that unpalatable pill that she came up with the idea of ​​learning how to make pills.

She didn't want to eat the pills made by her fourth senior brother anymore.

After Song Fanxing took two fasting pills in a row, he picked up the third one, and Xue Zifang also secretly reached out his hand and hid another one when Yan Ju was not paying attention.

So, when Yan Ju looked at her palm again, she found that there was only one Bigu Pill left on her palm.

She quickly clenched her hands and put the only remaining fasting pill into her space ring with heartache.

She looked at Song Fanxing who was still eating the fasting pills as if they were candy beans, and suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Fifth Brother, you haven't...ever eaten stewed rabbit, have you?"