Demon recovery: the beginning of the full-level five thunder justice!

After Liang Dafa sent Liang Bing away, he hurried over.

Countless eyes stared at Jiang Churan through the glass.

I saw that Jiang Churan took out from the storage space of the system, the alchemy furnace that he got from Gezao Mountain, which was completely black and as bright as black glaze.

Then all the medicinal materials were displayed on the ground one by one.

Immediately afterwards, alchemy began.

With a wave of Jiang Churan's sword, a pulsating red flame danced, igniting the black alchemy furnace.

"This is, Pill Fire!"

The old men were all knowledgeable and immediately recognized what kind of flame it was.

Through a piece of glass, they could all feel the super high temperature in the martial arts training room at this time!

After the alchemy furnace reached a certain temperature, Jiang Churan began to place medicinal materials in the alchemy furnace one by one.

After the last ambergris was put into the alchemy furnace, Jiang Churan, who was sitting cross-legged, closed her eyes, crossed her fingers, and started the last step of alchemy.

Condensate!

Outside the glass, everyone was sweating profusely.

Part of the reason is that the temperature coming through the glass is really hot.

On the other hand, there is tension.

"It must be refined successfully..."

"Must be sure to refine successfully..."

Everyone is praying secretly.

It took so much effort to get an ambergris, if the refining fails, it's all over! !

They don't know.

Their worry is purely a worry about eating salty radish.

Jiang Churan, who has reached the full level of Qingwei Dan Jue, is [-]% sure of refining the Creation Pill.

Soon, Jiang Churan's sword fingers began to change spells constantly.

It is only one line away from Ningdan!Ding.

Chapter 218

"Congeal!"

Accompanied by Jiang Churan's soft drink.

Suddenly, the flames around the alchemy furnace surged and increased several times.

The flames formed a wave shape, enveloping the entire alchemy furnace.

pop, pop...

The glass in the martial arts room made crackling noises and began to crack.

From the crack, the terrifying temperature slapped on the faces of Lin Xieying and others!

The faces of Lin Xieying and others became a little ugly in an instant.

They're ready to run away.

This terrifying temperature made them realize that once the glass shattered, they would definitely not feel too well!

"rise!"

And just when the glass was all cracked into patterns.

Jiang Churan gave another soft drink.

The flames wrapped around the alchemy furnace all penetrated into the alchemy furnace from the gap in an instant.

Everything is silent again.

ended?

A group of old men looked at each other in blank dismay, then opened the door and walked into the martial arts room.

But as soon as they entered, the scorching temperature inside took them out again.

Now, everyone dared to stop at the door and watch.

Lin Xieying asked: "Mr. Jiang, how is it?"

Everyone was also waiting for Jiang Churan's answer.

However, Jiang Churan did not speak, but reached out and lifted the lid of the alchemy furnace.

The material of this alchemy furnace is special.

The moment Jiang Churan put away the flame, the super high temperature above also dissipated.

The lid was opened, and in an instant, a strong medicinal fragrance filled the entire martial arts room!

Everyone's eyes widened when they smelled the scent of the medicine.

"It's done, it's done?!"

Jiang Churan nodded.

In the alchemy furnace, there was a pill full of patterns lying quietly.

Creation Dan, Dan Cheng!

In an instant, the expressions of all the old men became extremely excited!

"It's saved! Now Lao Ye is saved!"

"Mr. Jiang is really a god! It's a pity that we met too late, otherwise my father would have lived another five years!

"Fuck, Fat Pig Dragon, there's nothing wrong with wanting your father to live five years longer, but where did you get the ambergris?"

"It seems to be the same, well, Dad, you'd better stay down here."

Picking up the alchemy pill and putting away the alchemy furnace, Jiang Churan walked out of the martial arts room.

Facing the eyes of a group of old men, Jiang Churan said, "Let's go to Mr. Ye's place."

"Okay, let's go!"

Lin Xieying nodded repeatedly.

A group of people led Jiang Churan towards the elevator.

This martial arts training room is in the basement of the Evil Control Bureau, and Ye Lao's ward is on the top floor of the Evil Control Bureau. You only need to take an elevator to get there.

Soon, everyone came to the ward where Ye Lao was.

Walking into the ward and seeing Mr. Ye lying on the hospital bed, although all the statistics were stable, but still dying, everyone's expressions became solemn again.

Standing in front of the bed, Lin Xieying murmured: "Old Ye, you old boy, you are really worrying. Do you know how much effort Mr. Jiang has had to save you?"

"But thanks to you, otherwise, we would not have discovered such a big hidden danger."

Everyone silently listened to Lin Xieying's mumbling.

Jiang Churan reached out and tapped Ye Lao's shoulder twice. Using the chain reaction of the meridians, Ye Lao opened his mouth, and then stuffed the Creation Pill into his mouth.

"Mr. Jiang, water!"

Fat Pig Dragon poured a glass of water over.

"No water."

Jiang Churan waved his hand and refused.

"The Creation Pill melts in the mouth. Now, the medicinal effect has begun to inject vitality into Ye Lao's exhausted body."

"Go to the side, don't know anything and join in the fun, Shanpao."

Liang Dafa dragged Fat Zhulong back.

Fat Pig Dragon smiled resentfully.

Jiang Churan reached out and squeezed Ye Lao's wrist.

His pulse condition is gradually regaining vitality.

It's just that from the very beginning, he always felt that Ye Lao's pulse was a little strange.

But what is so strange, I can't tell at all.

at this time.

Ye Lao's toes moved slightly a few times.

"Move, move!"

An old man keenly captured this scene, pointed at Ye Lao and exclaimed.

Immediately, everyone rushed forward and surrounded Ye Lao's hospital bed.

Ye Lao's eyelashes trembled a few times, and then slowly opened his slightly cloudy eyes.

"Everyone is here!"

After he opened his eyes, he looked around, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's all there, all there, Lao Ye, how do you feel?"

Lin Xieying hurriedly asked Ye Lao.

"Very strong, very comfortable... No!"

Ye Lao's voice regained his strength, and he replied, but just halfway through his words, his expression suddenly changed, and he sat up from the hospital bed while propping up his body.

"What day is it today?"

He asked the crowd in an incomparably dignified voice.

Lin Xieying replied: "Today is the nineteenth day of the twelfth lunar month."

"Nineteenth of the twelfth lunar month?!"

"There are still eleven days!"

"No, hurry up, or it will be too late!"

Ye Lao exclaimed, and after saying that, he lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.

"Lao Ye, don't worry!"

Lin Xieying quickly stopped Ye Lao and said, "About what you said when you woke up last time, we have deployed strict defenses all over the country, and now everything is ready."

Ye Lao raised his head and asked, "Is everything ready?"

Lin Xieying nodded: "That's right."

Ye Lao shook his head and still wanted to get up: "That's right, you are a group of big bastards, you know how to be a bully, if there is a slight mistake, countless people will suffer and lose their lives!"

The corner of Lin Xieying's mouth twitched: "You bastard, I said that if you are ready, then it is absolutely foolproof."

Then he softened his tone and said: "Even if you are really worried, there are still eleven days until the New Year's Eve. It's not too late for you to cultivate for a few days before making arrangements!"

"No!"

Ye Lao resolutely refused: "This kind of thing that concerns the lives of countless people, and even the fate of mankind in the world, you tell me to let me practice for two days first? Lao Lin, is there something wrong with your mind?"

"Facing this matter, ten thousand of my lives are as light as a feather!"

Ye Lao's expression was dignified, full of doubts.

All the old men were not talking, just sighed.

There is no way, Ye Lao's stubborn temper, as colleagues for so many years, they are all too clear.

No one can change what he decides.

"Old Ye, I think it's better for you to rest for a while."