Chapter 721: Heavenly Thunder of Eight-Pin Pills (5)

The courtyard instantly turned into tranquility.
Mu Zhen's face froze, and she raised her head angrily. After seeing the old man's face, his original voice disappeared instantly.
Bai Changfeng?
The visitor was Bai Changfeng, the master of the medicine gate?
"Bai Sect Master, are you here?" Wen Wuwei glanced at Bai Changfeng, and slowly heaved a sigh of relief, "You mean, this is refining an eight-level pill?"
"You don't know yourself?" Bai Changfeng faintly glanced at Wuwei, "This alchemist is refining the pill in your illusion palace, you don't know the rank of the other party's refining? However, this day thunder It is more violent than what I encountered at the time, and it can be seen that the pill is a superior existence among the eight products."
A light smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he didn't even notice Mu Zhen's pale face when his words fell.
"This time Illusory Palace did not come in vain. It is an honor to be able to meet another Eight-Rank Pill Pharmacist."
Wen Wuwei sighed slightly: "But the cultivation base of this alchemist is only a respectable rank."
"Zun Ti?"
Bai Changfeng's indifferent expression suddenly changed, and he said angrily: "Naughty! The flesh forged by the strength of the noble rank can't resist the power of the sky thunder. Has this guy's brain been eaten by a dog? He should have survived five or six. I'm ten years old, why don't you understand this?"
He trembled with anger, and finally met an eight-rank alchemist who wanted to explore the knowledge of alchemy. Who knew that this guy was so desperate to use his superior rank strength to resist the sky thunder?
After this guy comes out alive, he must teach her well!
Fortunately, Bai Changfeng didn't know that the people inside were Baiyan, otherwise, he should not teach Baiyan, but these people in the fantasy palace.
Wen Wuwei's face was embarrassed: "The one inside is only in his twenties."
"In your twenties?" This time it was Bai Changfeng's turn to be surprised. "There is still someone in this world who can compare to my granddaughter's talent? My granddaughter is a monarch, and the alchemy is a seventh-rank. This guy can already do it. Made eight products?"
As far as he knows, Bai Yan also broke through to the high-ranking monarch not long ago. Therefore, he had never thought that the alchemist Wen Wuwei said was Bai Yan.
After all, a person is just as advanced as a monarch, and it is impossible to break through the supreme rank in just a few months.
"The White Sect Master," Jun Tianyue found the rescue, and grabbed Bai Changfeng's arm, asking for help, "Can you think of a way to save her."
"No one can help her with this kind of thing, she can only rely on herself."
Bai Changfeng shook his head calmly.
Of course, if he knew that the person inside was a pale face, he might not be able to calm down anymore...
Jun Tianyue's body softened, her anxious eyes turned to the door, her heart was held tightly, unable to fall down for a moment.
Compared to everyone's shock, Mu Zhen's heart was full of resentment. That little was really refining an eight-level pill?
It is a pity that it is impossible for her to succeed in refining with her strength, she must fall under the thunder!
...
In the room, Bai Yan sat calmly beside the pill furnace, the sky thunder came, and every time she was tempering her body.
In the same way, every blow made her bone marrow!
boom!
Another sky thunder fell, and the cleavage Baiyan's body trembled, and a trace of blood flowed down the corner of her mouth. Her gaze was firm, resisting those sky thunders with flesh and blood.
"It's only two passes, and there are seven!" A smile appeared at the corner of Bai Yan's mouth, "After the last seven passes, the pill will be formed, so I must bear it!"