I seek death to dominate the world of immortality

Chapter 290 What kind of poison are you making?
"It's not refining...Su Chengdan, then what are you refining?"

Xiao Yang's expression was a little distorted, because the words 'Su Chengdan' were really difficult to speak.

Su Cheng said: "Intermittent Pill."

Xiao Yang suddenly retreated far away, "You haven't given up on that intermittent pill yet?!"

Su Cheng said calmly: "I will succeed soon, why should I give up?"

With one hand free, she threw the most important meridian grass into the alchemy furnace, and then slightly adjusted the heat of the palm inflammation.

Xiao Yang knew that he would definitely not be able to persuade her, so he said: "Then... just practice here, and don't come in."

Su Cheng rolled his eyes, "I know, get out of here."

Xiao Yang ran away quickly without looking back.

An hour later, Xiao Yang's angry roar came from the sinking cave: "Su Cheng! Get out of here!!! Get out of here!!!"

Su Cheng was also helpless, "I want to leave, but I can't open this barrier."

Xiao Yang's eyes were filled with tears. After swearing a series of curse words excitedly, he fainted with red eyes.

Lei Jiang, who was in Wangchen Hall, was helpless when he heard the movement here.

While helpless, I also understand Xiao Yang's feelings.

Because when he saw the black thing that Yuefeng brought back, his first reaction was to tell the thing to get lost.

It really stinks. He has never smelled anything so stinky in his life.

It is not an ordinary odor, it is a mixture of various odors, an invincible odor that is indescribable.

Fortunately, he once made a magic weapon to isolate odors-purifying gauze. As long as you cover your nose with the purifying gauze, you can block out all smells.

The purpose of making the Qi Purifying Gauze was to prevent poisonous gas, miasma and the like. He never imagined that one day it would be used to isolate the smell of an elixir.

Lei Jiang put a handkerchief on the table and took two small tweezers to break down the black thing.

Even though the power contained in this thing surprised him, he still couldn't change the fact that it would make people frown and look painful.

After he finished his research, he burned the small pile of black powder with a wave of his hand. Unexpectedly, the smell of burning things became even more stench, and his purifying gauze could barely resist its stench.

So he rushed out quickly, preparing to ask Yang Feng to come and deal with it tomorrow.

Lei Jiang stood in the courtyard of Wangchen Hall, still daring not to take off the Qi Qi gauze from his face.

He looked far in the direction of the sinkhole and couldn't help but sigh: "How on earth did she do it..."

Su Cheng didn't expect that the Intermittent Pill would be so difficult to refine, but her repeated failures only aroused her interest in this thing.

No way, she just likes to face challenges.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye. Yuefeng still came back after delivering the meal to Lei Sheng to report the situation, and she still brought back a black thing wrapped in a handkerchief.

Lei Jiang frowned tightly when he saw the handkerchief Yuefeng presented, "Why hasn't she given up yet?"

Yuefeng was almost moved to tears, "My lord, why do you want me to bring this thing back?"

Lei Jiang's eyes were deep: "I do this for my own reasons."

The Intermittent Pill has been extinct in the lower world for many years, and he wants to know what step Su Cheng can take.

Yuefeng said aggrievedly: "Okay."

Lei Jiang also felt a little sorry for her, but he only had one Qi Purifying Veil, and if it was given to Yue Feng, he would have none.

"That's all, let's use Yangfeng to deliver food to Xiao Yang tomorrow."

Yang Feng happened to hear this sentence when he came in, and rushed in with a hurried shout: "My lord, no! I don't want to go to the sinkhole!" Lei Jiang said in confusion: "Don't you always want to see Su Cheng? ?"

Yang Feng ran to Lei Jiang and knelt down with a plop, "I don't want to think about it anymore. I don't think about it at all now."

Lei Jiang asked him: "Why?"

Yang Feng helps Lei Jiang clean up the house every day, so he naturally knows the power of the black thing Su Cheng refined.

When he thought of that smell, his expression became extremely distorted, and there was even fear in his eyes, "It stinks so bad, I... I'm afraid."

The corners of Lei Jiang's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Yue Feng couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, I think it is no longer necessary for us to deliver food to Young Master Xiao. After all... with Su Cheng here, he probably won't be able to eat."

"And listening to his screams these days, it doesn't look like he's been hungry. He must have Bigu Pill in him."

Lei Jiang fell into silence, and then opened the water mirror.

In the scene of the sinking cave, Xiao Yang was lying very peacefully.

Su Cheng showed a satisfied expression on his sleeping face, "Brother, I have wronged you these past few days, and I will help you get rid of it."

With that said, she cut her palm open and began to use her own blood to draw formations on Xiao Yang's bed.

This is the isolation formation she just researched. It was inspired by the spell Princess Liuye cast on her to help her move freely underwater when the Sharks fought against the Turtle Beast.

That spell can make a person feel as comfortable in water as on land.

The formation she studied has the same principle. It can make people feel as comfortable as being in an oxygen bar despite the overwhelming stench.

After touching a stick of incense, her formation was carved, and Xiao Yang slowly woke up.

As soon as Xiao Yang opened his eyes, he saw Su Cheng's smiling face.

His expression instantly turned frightened, "Don't come over here!"

Su Cheng stayed with her waste product of Intermittent Pill all day long, and her body was soaked in the smell.

Seeing him like that, Su Cheng was a little unhappy: "You can't smell the stench anymore, what are you afraid of?"

Xiao Yang sniffed the air and found that he really couldn't smell the horrible stench.

Then, he noticed that there were traces of blood on the edge of the bed, which looked like some sort of formation.

He wondered: "What's going on?"

Su Cheng explained: "I can't use magic to clean up the odor every time, because that would take too much spiritual energy."

"So I drew an isolation formation for you. If you stay here, you won't be able to smell the smell of my alchemy."

Xiao Yang's nervous heart relaxed a lot.

He looked at the blood stains and then noticed that there were traces of blood on Su Cheng's sleeves.

A closer look revealed a long cut on his hand.

He was shocked: "You used your own blood to carve the formation?"

Su Cheng shrugged and said nonchalantly: "I don't have cinnabar on my hands, so I can only use blood instead."

Xiao Yang's expression became a little unbearable, "Does it hurt?"

Su Cheng shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Xiao Yang knew that this was just a minor injury to Su Cheng. He had seen with his own eyes that Su Cheng had suffered injuries many times more serious than this.

But how can anyone in this world not know pain? Who would believe such a long bloody cut if it doesn't hurt?
However, what he didn't know was that there were really such people in the world, and Su Cheng was one of them.