Soon, the stone door closed, completely cutting off the outside world.
In the secret room, Gu Qinghe leaned against the stone door, his chest rising and falling violently.
His hands tightly held the two Jade Box containing Earth Spirit Fruit and Dragon Marrow Zhi, and his fingers were slightly clenched.
The scene he just saw on Martial Training Plaza has been echoing repeatedly in his mind.
Han Yu and Lu Chang'an were seriously injured, and their pale faces could not conceal their weakness.
Both of them fought hard to get the medicinal materials out of the secret realm.
Gu Qinghe took a deep breath and gently put down the two Jade Box.
Gu Household once treated him as an abandoned child and even sent Deathsworn to kill him when he was on the run.
At that time, he thought that he could only serve as a tool for alchemy in that mansion for the rest of his life, until he was completely drained of value.
It was Eternal Life Martial Sect who saved him and took him in, it was Su Yueli who gave him a chance to be reborn, and it was Han Yu and Lu Chang'an who fought for him with their lives to get this Heaven and Earth Spirit Flame.
"You can't waste it. You can't waste even a penny of its medicinal power."
Gu Qinghe spoke in a low voice, the fatigue in his eyes quickly receded, replaced by pure stubbornness.
He raised his right hand, and Fire-and-Wood Dual-Attribute Spiritual Power suddenly started running in his body.
"Boom!"
A pitch-black ball of Netherflame Earthfire violently sprang up from his palm.
Gu Qinghe raised his hand and opened Jade Box.
Fifth-Tier Supreme-Grade Dragon Marrow Zhi was exposed to the air, and the entire secret room was immediately filled with a strong Qi and Blood wave.
The surface of Spirit Herb has red-gold veins, and the internal fibrous tissue is solid and tight, with the toughness of Ancient Ferocious Beast's bone marrow.
Gu Qinghe grasped it with five fingers, and the black flame completely enveloped the entire Dragon Marrow Zhi plant.
The difficulty in refining the Fifth Stage herb is not how to burn it, but how to peel off the Spiritual Qi in it.
Ordinary Cultivation World refining Alchemist is about adapting to Heavenly Dao, using Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to harmonize the medicinal properties, stimulating the Spiritual Power in the herbs to the greatest extent, and aggregating them into elixirs that can enhance cultivation.
But warriors are different.
What Eternal Life Martial Sect practices is Blood-Locking Art, which pursues the closed-loop circulation within the physical body.
The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi from the outside world is not a tonic for Wufu's internal organs, but an erosive foreign substance.
Martial Dao Great medicine, as long as the purest physical vitality is inside the herb, all the mottled Spiritual Qi attached to it must be completely removed.
The black flames continued to burn, and the red gold light on the surface of Dragon Marrow Zhi began to tremble violently.
The High Antiquity Spiritual Qi inside Spirit Herb instinctively resists destruction and turns into tiny Spiritual Power spikes, frantically attacking the black flame's blockade.
Gu Qinghe gritted his teeth, and the Qi and Blood in his body was poured into the flames without reservation.
The peeling process is extremely slow.
Every time the black inflammation penetrates an inch inside Spirit Herb, Gu Qinghe must separate his mind to peel off the impurities Spiritual Qi forced out by Earthfire from the power of the medicine, and discharge them out of the secret chamber along the exhaust hole.
One day passed.
The two herbs are still suspended in the center of the black flame, with only a tiny circle of skin melted.
Gu Qinghe's eye sockets were bloodshot, his facial muscles were tense, and his throat smelled like rust.
Two days passed.
The skin of Gu Qinghe's fingers had begun to wither and burnt black due to being exposed to high temperatures for a long time. The blood drops oozing out from under the skin were dried by the black inflammation as soon as they appeared.
But the Blood-Locking Art in his body tightly locked his heart pulse, preventing even a tiny tremor from his palms.
On the third night.
The two main herbs finally began to soften under the pressure of the black flames. Dragon Marrow Zhi turned into a thick red-gold liquid, while Earth Spirit Fruit melted into a ball of khaki mud.
However, at the moment when the two masses of liquid medicine were about to come into contact and merge, something unexpected happened.
Fifth Stage Spirit Herb The spirituality of heaven and earth contained finally completely rioted.
A sharp neighing sound suddenly sounded from the red-gold dragon marrow liquid.
The remaining Spiritual Qi, which had been mostly stripped off, fought back violently under extreme compression, and the liquid turned into an illusory Fire Python, frantically hitting Gu Qinghe's Divine Sense defense.
Basalt The stone platform began to tremble violently, and the air flow in the furnace lost control, emitting a harsh whistle.
The violent medicinal power is flowing everywhere, and it is about to completely explode.
Gu Qinghe's eyes widened, and a wisp of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
He tried his best, but Divine Sense and the power level of Fourth Grade Alchemist had an upper limit after all. Facing the Fifth-Tier Supreme-Grade medicinal materials' dying counterattack, his suppression methods began to show signs of collapse.
If the furnace explodes, three days of hard work will be in vain, and the medicine that Han Yu and Lu Chang'an risked their lives to bring back will be turned into a pile of waste.
"Press me back!"
Gu Qinghe roared, and was about to reverse Qi and Blood's body and force himself to fight.
"Click."
The heavy stone door, which had been closed for three days, slid open silently.
A figure dressed in white walked into the secret room.
Su Yueli walked to the stone platform and looked calmly at Gu Qinghe, who had a ferocious face and had lost all his strength.
She didn't use any Law Technique, not even half a point of Divine Sense.
Su Yueli just raised his right hand, stretched out a slender index finger, and gently pressed it on the exhaust hole above the furnace that spewed out violent airflow.
"Buzz."
The moment her fingertips touched the stone platform, an extremely pure microscopic physical pressure poured into the furnace along the stone body.
The air is forcibly compacted.
The illusory Fire Python inside the furnace, which was condensed by violent medicinal power, could not even hold on for a blink of an eye, and was forced back into the medicinal liquid by this absolute physical pressure.
All riots and counterattacks were crushed to pieces on the spot in front of this finger.
The boiling liquid quickly calmed down and returned to a docile fluid state.
Gu Qinghe was panting heavily, his whole body already soaked in cold sweat, and he looked at Su Yueli in a daze.
Su Yueli retracted his fingers and turned to look at him. "Cultivation of immortals and elixirs is to borrow the power of heaven and earth. When you refine Martial Dao great medicine, you are asking for life."
Gu Qinghe looked stunned.
Su Yueli shook his head and said softly, "Moji, take your time."
Gu Qinghe took a long breath, and the confusion in his eyes slowly dissipated.
Then he nodded, and the black flames in his body surged again.
This time, he no longer tried to peel off or guide those violent Spiritual Qi, but activated the black flames, using an almost arrogant attitude to apply pressure to the inside of the liquid from top to bottom, left and right at the same time.
Pure physical oppression combined with devastating black flames.
"Zi--"
The remaining spirituality was completely disintegrated by the absolute violence, turning into wisps of smoke and dissipating.
The mud paste of Earth Spirit Fruit and the liquid medicine of Dragon Marrow Zhi collided together without any hindrance under the heavy pressure.
Earthy yellow and red gold are intertwined, and then turn into a deep and calm dark gold color.
The medicinal fragrance no longer leaks out.
All the medicinal power and all the vitality were completely locked inside the paste under the violent pressure, and the entire medicinal liquid gradually shrank and solidified in the black inflammation.
Half an hour later.
The black flames gradually extinguished.
On the stone platform, three coarse porcelain pots were placed quietly.
Fifth-Tier Supreme-Grade, Dragon Marrow Blood-Coagulating Paste.
It's done.
Gu Qinghe was slumped on the ground, leaning against the stone platform, breathing in the turbid air in the secret room.
He looked at the three coarse porcelain pots, his eyes burning.
He really did it.
An abandoned son who was once considered by the cultivator Aristocratic Clan to have stolen his younger brother's way, in this dim mortal pharmacy, used pure Mortal Fire and Qi and Blood to refine Tier Five Supreme Great Medicine, which even the top Aristocratic Clan ancestors of Inner City could not ask for.
At this time, a rough porcelain tea bowl was handed to him.
Gu Qinghe raised his head.
Su Yueli stood in front of him, holding a bowl of steaming warm water in his hand.
"Drink." Su Yueli said.
Gu Qinghe took the tea bowl with both hands, lowered his head, and poured the entire bowl of warm water into his belly in one breath.
"Thank you, Master." Gu Qinghe's voice was low and hoarse.
Su Yueli took out a box of ordinary Flesh-Regenerating Paste from his sleeve and placed it on the stone platform. "Take care of the injury on your hand. You did a good job. The sect did not misjudge you."
Then he picked up the three clay pots, which were as heavy as mercury, turned around and walked out the door.
"Come out with me, they have been waiting for three days."
The stone door was wide open, and the early morning sunlight slanted into the secret room.
Martial Training Plaza on.
Han Yu stood in the center of the square with his left shoulder wrapped in a thick bandage.
Lu Chang'an also had his lean upper body bare, and his back was smeared with a layer of gray-black medicinal mud. Dark Iron Sledgehammer was hunched over his side with a stern look on his face.
The two of them breathed long and steady, and the Qi and Blood in their bodies had already returned to its peak state.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, they both turned their heads at the same time.
Su Yueli walked down the steps and placed the three coarse porcelain pots heavily on the stone table in front of them.
The heavy clay pot fell on the Bluestone board, making a dull impact.
"Fifth Stage Dragon Marrow Blood-Coagulating Paste."
Su Yueli looked at his two True Disciple, his expression became solemn again:
"The medicinal power is extremely overbearing, ten times stronger than Fourth Tier ointment. When applied into the body, the medicinal power will scratch open your Periosteum, forcibly penetrate deep into the bone marrow, completely melt and drain the old bone marrow, and then promote the growth of new bone marrow."
"Marrow Replacement's pain is worse than death."
"If you can't hold on, your bone marrow will melt away and your whole body will collapse into a puddle of mud."
Su Yueli took a half step back and his eyes fell on Han Yu and Lu Chang'an:
"Choose for yourself, retreat or advance."
Han Yu did not hesitate.
She took a step forward, reached out and grabbed one of the coarse porcelain pots, used her palms to force it, and shattered the mud seal on the spot.
The dark golden ointment has a heavy luster in the sun, and the rich vitality and Sha Qi rush towards the face.
Han Yu raised his head, and a cold and ruthless look appeared on Zhang Yingting's face:
"Master, at the Black Dragon Secret Realm, the disciple's fate should be handed down there."
"Since he didn't die, this life was saved."
Lu Chang'an also stepped forward, picked up another clay pot, grinned silently, and his eyes flashed with pure wildness and madness:
"No Marrow Replacement, next time I meet monk Fifth Realm, I still can't get close."
"Disciples are not afraid of death, but are afraid of dying cowardly."
The two young men looked at each other, each retreated to a corner of Training Ground, and sat cross-legged on the ground of Bluestone.