Chapter 577: Life and death

This is just the beginning. The temperature of alchemy must be at least several thousand degrees Celsius, and with the power of spiritual energy, the essence of the various magical weeds inside can be refined.
At the end of the battle, the disciples of the Shenmu Sect all returned one after another, wounded and disabled, very embarrassed, but their faces were still unusually happy when they saw that their master had finally won.
"The master is mighty, the master is mighty!"
Zi Chong took the lead in shouting, extremely excited, but he had other thoughts in his heart.
The nine elders are dead, and now the Shenmu Sect is empty and empty, and the sect master will inevitably select new disciples to manage the sect, so he has a great opportunity.
The master of the Shenmu Gate looked at Zi Chong, his eyes were quite bitter, and he was too scared to look directly at Zi Chong.
"Sect Master, I am loyal and undivided to the God Wooden Door, and the world is a lesson!"
The master of the Shenmumen nodded slightly, and said calmly: "Now that the Shenmumen is badly damaged, even if the two families of Cao and Wang are destroyed, other big men in the martial arts world will inevitably look at our door."
"With the master, who dares to be presumptuous!"
"That's natural, but I am going to refine the pill now. I can't be distracted. You wait ten miles away and place your eyeliner. Once someone approaches you, immediately report."
"Yes, the master."
"Zichong is now the elder of Shenmumen, and Ziyu and Zicheng are appointed as elders."
The faces of several people changed wildly, with expressions full of excitement, and they kept kneeling and kowtow to the master.
Several people led the remnant forces of the Shenmumen directly to leave, stationed in four places, specially to inform.
Seeing a group of disciples leaving, Shi Dalong and Shi Ermei hurriedly fled. At the moment, the destruction of Su Yan is a foregone conclusion, they can only leave quickly.
"Brother, my heart aches."
Ermei Shi was not heartbroken by Su Yan, but the series of shocks that scared her out of a heart attack. At this moment, her chest was so painful that she could hardly breathe.
Shi Dalong hurriedly picked up his sister and headed away from the ruins, fast, he was afraid of being retained by the master of the wooden door.
But he didn't know that if the sect master of Shenmumen wanted to keep them, it would be easy for them to keep them.
"Second sister, hold on, I will treat you immediately."
"Brother, I'm not in a hurry. Father and Sanba's illness are over."
Ermei Shi was full of tears across her face, and she was very sad.
"No, we go to Jiangbei to buy that super spiritual power liquid, it will definitely have an effect."
Shi Dalong believed in the super psychic liquid for eight to nine points. Although Su Yan was defeated, Su Yan's strength was obvious to all, and his psychic liquid was bound to be effective.
The entire sacred wooden door was completely in ruins, and it was extremely silent at the moment, only the owner of the sacred wooden door, and even Su Yan and Xiao Lolita in the pill furnace.
"Don't worry, this process will be wonderful, enjoy it slowly."
The smile on the face of the master of the Shenmu Gate remained undiminished, and the spiritual power between his hands poured out frantically, increasing the fire at the bottom of the pill furnace.
At this moment, Su Yan was lying motionless in the pill furnace, his body covered in coke cracked in horror, like a long dry and cracked ground.
He is exhausted, and only a large amount of spiritual power can be recovered, and now he is the turtle in the urn who has become the master of the sacred wooden gate.
This pill furnace is too weird, has rune taboos, and is isolated from the outside world. It can't absorb a little spiritual power from heaven and earth, so how can it be recovered?
And the little Lolita, who was next to Su Yan, had her lips kissed on Su Yan's scorched chest. Of course, this was not because of her initiative, but the pill furnace was too small.
In fact, this pill furnace can be enlarged and made of special materials, but the master of Shenmumen did not have such an idea.
As the temperature increased, Little Lori was already sweating profusely, and Su Yansi was fine. He was already a piece of coke, and a temperature of several hundred degrees seemed to him nothing.
Little Lori struggled with her spiritual power, her whole body was already wet with sweat, but Su Yan naturally wouldn't look at it right now, even he wouldn't have much interest in normal times.
"Su Yan, wake up soon, what shall we do now?"
Little Lori was anxious, the violent increase in temperature consumed her spiritual power crazily, and the result was self-evident.
She was only a teenager, so naturally she didn't want to be refined into a pill, and she still had a lot of youthful years to enjoy. She also wanted to eat whole grains and cultivate to become a master.
Su Yan didn't move at all, turning a deaf ear to Little Lolita's words. Of course, it wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he couldn't. He was covered in charcoal and didn't have the slightest spiritual power, how to react.
Little Lori's tears fell sternly, and the ticking sound did not appear, because it was turned into mist by the high temperature before it dropped.
It should be understood that the pill furnace was not the only two of them, and there were also various elixir and weeds that were stuffed, and at this time it was slowly exuding an unpleasant smell.
At this time, the temperature of the pill furnace had reached more than 800 degrees, and the temperature eased at this moment.
It's not that the master of Shenmumen doesn't want to continue to increase the heat, but that he has to go through a process of warming the furnace, so that the temperature of every part of the furnace is uniform.
This process naturally takes time, and of course it will not take a long time. One hour is enough, and then the real alchemy begins.
One hour passed quickly, but in the eyes of little Lori, she was extremely sad, and her spiritual energy had already consumed more than half.
"Do I really want to be buried with you?"
Little Lori looked at Su Yan, unwilling, but she also knew that it was impossible to escape.
"Fine, I'm content to die with you."
Su Yan's sassy and heroic posture of Su Yan regained her appearance appeared in Little Lolita's mind, and a idiot-like feeling filled her heart, with a faint smile on her face.
"Su Baxian, just now is just the beginning, now let you taste the pleasure of burning flames!"
The master of the God Wooden Gate laughed wildly, black spiritual power poured out frantically, and the fire light below the pill furnace changed color, which was called a blazing flame.
The temperature rises at a rate of one hundred degrees per minute, but within ten minutes, it has reached a high temperature of more than a thousand degrees.
And the oppression of spiritual power is getting stronger and stronger, this is the most deadly existence.
At this moment, Little Lolita had consumed very little spiritual power, and her smooth and white skin was directly wrinkled at this moment, losing its vitality like dry bark.
Her face was distorted and she was suffering from unimaginable pain. This kind of pain could not be described in words, but just hearing it would make people creepy.
"Su Yan, it's a pity to die with you."
Little Lolita rushed directly to Su Yan's chest and hugged him tightly, as if a lover was going to Huangquan together.
And she didn't know that she didn't have any place in Su Yan's heart. Su Yan just regarded her as a passerby.
If she knew this, little Lolita didn't know what she would be sad, but she didn't know how it would be better.
Su Yan's eyes opened at this moment, staring at Little Lori as if to say something.
But he was speechless and could only face the impending death silently.