I just want to make alchemy, not to fall in love

Chapter 3 Father, I want this handyman disciple

"This handyman disciple named Xu Gu, why hasn't he come back after a quarter of an hour? Did he fall inside?" Thirteen Lang patted the money owed brother next to him.

"I'll look for him, and I can't let him escape."

Several other black-clothed sword cultivators had already brought the handyman disciple to Zixun Pavilion, and only the two of them were waiting for Xu Gu in place.

Brother owed money was about to make a trick to defend the sword, and finally saw Xu Gu, who was wet all over, coming from not far away.

I rely on?

Did it really fall in?
Brother Qianqian frowned, with a chill on his face.

The dick look on his face has been upgraded to look like he owes him 100 million.

He held his breath silently and concentrated.

He waved his hand impatiently: "Let's go, don't delay the business, there are not many opportunities to enter the inner sect, or even become the teacher's direct disciple."

It's going to die anyway.

Do not care about the dead.

Xu Gu had a compensatory smile on his face, and his mother was criticizing him in his heart.

Fortunately, he had already taken the eighth-rank Fire Avoiding Pill.

At this stage, the leader of the Demon Cult has not yet minored in alchemy, and the elder guardians of the Demon Sect can't break the defense of the eighth-rank fire-avoiding pill.

According to the urination of the leader,
They will definitely think that he has a little talent, and then keep him who can't break the defense.

Raise it fatly for a while in vain, and refine it again.

It's like refining a saint into a golden elixir.

saint...

Those cold eyes appeared in his mind.

Very poor person.

Walk up the bluestone steps.

The trees are reduced here, and all kinds of magic gate buildings stand in it.

The highest pavilion is Zixun Pavilion.

About fifty handyman disciples were waiting in the open space.

Looking at the surrounding buildings, everyone is amazed.

The door of Zixun Pavilion opened wide, and an old man in black robe came from inside.

There was a mockery of contempt for life on his face.

The voice was full of energy and echoed throughout the entire mountain.

"The leader is in a hurry now, you can bring in the handyman disciples."

Xu Gu calmed down and followed the black-clothed senior brother.

Calm down and don't panic.

If you don't take the medicine, you may be refined in three seconds, and you can only be a three-second man.

But you are a drugged man.

It is not a problem to persist for two hours.

As they stepped into the main hall in the pavilion.

What came into view was the demon sect leader sitting in the highest position and wearing a mask, and the eight elders and four guardians standing on both sides.

And... the alchemy furnace in the center of the hall.

The flames burn.

The cold wind blows,

The door was snapped shut.

The expression on the face of the handyman disciple changed from joy to panic.

"Ms. Ma? What happened to Peanut?"

"What does it mean to close the door?"

"What are you doing?"

The black-robed old man smiled grimly.

"What are you doing? Let them see!"

Brother Qianqian grabbed the two handyman disciples and threw them straight into the alchemy furnace.

A burst of fire flickered.

One can vaguely see a figure struggling in the pill furnace.

"Pain! It hurts too much!"

"Help! It's burning! It's burning!"

In less than three seconds, the people inside were dead.

He doesn't even have the ability to be a three-second man.

The turmoil started, and the apprentices scattered and fled.

But the door of the pavilion was closed, and they couldn't go anywhere.

The panicked handyman disciples were grabbed one by one by these black-clothed sword cultivators.

Throw it into the alchemy furnace like carrying a small chicken.

they are in this world,
The last vestiges left were heart-piercing calls for help and cries.

massacre,

A one-sided massacre.

outside the door,

Jiang Du came with his long sword in his arms.

Stop at the door.

The painful wail touched the depths of her memory, and she frowned slightly.

An unpleasant memory flashed back in his eyes.

The wailing sound in Jin Ge Iron Horse is so similar to this.

Look through the window and look inside.

Her black-clothed seniors were throwing handyman disciples into the alchemy furnace one by one.

Cruel, sick.

It made her slightly uncomfortable and disgusted.

Same as back then,
Innocent people were crushed by the strong, but she could only watch.

Powerless.

Turning her back, she looked at Cangwu Mountain.

A small white flower grows in the distance.

She seemed to see herself.

Bearing the name of a saint, she looks as beautiful as that little flower.

Actually...

It is indeed the same inconspicuous, the same insignificant, and the same unsympathetic.

The massacre in the pavilion stopped.

I do not know how long it has been,

Maybe an hour, maybe two hours.

Who cares?

the sun is sinking,

Dye the trees of Cangwu Mountain dim red.

In the pavilion behind him, I don't know what happened, there seems to be an elder's exclamation.

He looked up at the distant mountains.

She thought of the man who offended her today.

"I can help you meet your sister."

Wish...

He won't break his word.

A mysterious person who came from nowhere.

Looking at his clothes, he should be a handyman disciple of the Demon Sect.

and many more……

Jiang Du suddenly woke up.

Handyman disciple? !
……

Xu Gu quietly stayed where he was, without any movement.

Keep calm and conserve energy.

The crying gradually stopped, and only Xu Gu was left in the hall.

The old man in black robe was surprised:
"Why is there another one, Xiao Feng, throw him in."

"Wait a minute!" Xu Gu looked at the black-robed old man in the main hall and said calmly:
"I like to move by myself."

A moment of silence.

"It's interesting." The upright leader watched Xu Gu walk into the alchemy furnace step by step, and said his first words since his appearance.

【You are being refined by the alchemy furnace...】

[Eight-Rank Fire Avoidance Pill takes effect, immune to refining within two hours]

Xu Gu closed his eyes and sat quietly in the alchemy furnace.

Save your energy.

The corpses of those colleagues have long been smelted into ashes.

He seems to hear,

The sound of banging against the furnace wall and howling.

gusts of cold wind,

That's undead.

【You are being corrupted by evil spirits...】

The soul of the handyman disciple who died tragically was imprisoned in the alchemy furnace.

The smelting of the soul made them have nowhere to escape.

He had no choice but to flee into Xu Gu's body.

【You are being corrupted by evil spirits...】

【Please keep your mind...】

"Second Elder, how long will it take to refine?" The leader's voice was slightly majestic.

"Master, about a quarter of an hour."

"Well, then I'll wait."

Half an hour passed, the gentle fire was raging, but Xu Gu had not yet been refined.

The black-robed old man narrowed his eyes slightly.

An hour passed, and the simmering fire gradually intensified, but Xu Gu was still firm.

The old man in black robe swallowed.

Two hours passed, and the slow fire gradually died out.

The protector who was sitting next to the leader took Xu Gu out of the alchemy furnace and was amazed.

Depending on the situation, he was just kept in the alchemy furnace for a long time, and was temporarily unconscious due to lack of air.

There is nothing serious about him.

The black-robed old man glanced at the majestic leader, his heart was pounding.

He was afraid that the leader would be unhappy and melt him down too.

"Thirteen Lang" patted "Brother Owing Money" next to him, his eyes full of envy:

"Two hours are a real man."

The other sword cultivators also whispered:

"Even if it is me, I will definitely not live for a moment."

The old man in black robe looked at the leader who was a little unhappy.

Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

After refining for two hours, the golden pill has not yet been formed?

Does that mean that the souls of those 50 handyman disciples were all absorbed by this person after refining?
This is this...

The old man in black robe knelt down to the leader, seemed to think of something, and spoke excitedly:
"Master, this is a furnace cauldron that is rare in a hundred years!"

"You just need to refine it with various materials and let it act as a catalyst absorption material."

"When we have the ability, we can refine it and form a golden pill that absorbs all the materials."

The leader smiled meaningfully: "It's kind of interesting."

"Then keep this handyman disciple first."

"Elders, protectors, are you interested in accepting him as a disciple?"

Everyone in the pavilion had fiery eyes.

Like looking at a personal plaything.

They all want to fight for this baby.

Possessed, as long as it is cultivated, it will be refined into pills in the future, and the realm can definitely be improved after taking it.

The leader didn't speak, just meditated silently.

"Father……"

The girl pushed the door open, saluted Shi Shiran in front of the leader, raised her head and looked at the superior.

Lightly said:
"This handyman disciple, I want it."

(End of this chapter)