< Chapter 36: Joint Attack on Ziyang >
Sun Lie looked at ng Chong and said, sowhat annoyed, "Your grandfather has given the order for to assist you in quickly dispersing your cultivation."
"With this thod of mine, you can lose your cultivation in just one night. What, are you afraid?"
ng Chong imdiately raised his eyebrows, puffed out his chest, and said, "What's there to be afraid of?!"
Sun Lie laughed heartily, "Good, I didn't misjudge you."
Turning the conversation, he continued, "Actually, practicing with a pill furnace has been a known thod."
"You must have heard of the divine ability, Fiery Eyes Golden Pupils."
"To cultivate this divine ability, one must first have either fiery eyes or golden pupils' potential, and then enter an old pill furnace."
"After the furnace is opened, the cultivator must endure severe trials for forty-nine days, never closing their eyes, at most blinking. They must fully endure the smoke and fire, and bear the pain."
"You should be ntally prepared when entering the pill furnace this ti."
ng Chong nodded gravely.
Sun Lie opened his storage bag and took out a large bowl and a small glass bottle.
In the bowl was a thick amber-like substance, orange-yellow and translucent. The small bottle contained red and yellow mixed powder granules.
Sun Lie instructed, "Co on, take off all your clothes."
"First, apply what's in the bowl, and then sprinkle the powdered herbs from the bottle all over your body."
ng Chong acknowledged and stripped himself naked. He took the large bowl and the small bottle.
He first applied the contents of the bowl and then evenly sprinkled the powder from the bottle.
He gradually felt sothing wasn't quite right. Sniffing, he said, "Old Sun, why does this sll like honey and cumin?"
Sun Lie tilted his head back, took a large swig from the gourd, then laughed, "Haha, you only just noticed? Your grandfather said your cultivation in various arts is extrely poor, and he wasn't wrong!"
ng Chong's face darkened. "I may not be good at alchemy, but I've eaten plenty. I've eaten even more spiritual food."
Sun Lie nodded. "Since ancient tis, food and dicine have been closely related."
"The best dicine is food."
"The so-called spiritual food and spiritual chefs—what's the difference between them and spiritual pills and alchemists?"
Saying this, he winked at ng Chong. "You don't think I'm trying to harm you, planning to roast you until you're fragrant and crispy, do you?"
Although he hadn't t ng Chong many tis, he had a keen grasp of his character.
ng Chong was younger than Ning Zhuo, only fourteen years old, but he looked eighteen or nineteen. He was youthful, competitive, and proud of his family na.
"Don't underestimate ." ng Chong glared at Sun Lie and directly climbed into the Ziyang Furnace.
Sun Lie burped, following closely behind, and closed the furnace door.
The sound of the furnace door closing made ng Chong's heart skip a beat.
The furnace sealed shut, but there was a dim light inside.
Standing in front of the furnace door, ng Chong surveyed his surroundings and quickly noticed that the bottom of the furnace was already covered with various dicinal herbs.
Seeing this, ng Chong's heart settled a bit, as this showed that Sun Lie had prepared in advance.
Applying honey and cumin seed unreliable at first glance, but rembering Sun Lie’s status as a master alchemist, there was undoubtedly a purpose to this setup.
Imdiately, ng Chong walked to the center of the pill furnace and sat cross-legged.
Outside the Ziyang Furnace, Sun Lie tilted his head back and drank deeply, then exhaled.
Boom.
A burst of flaming alcohol ignited the Ziyang Furnace.
Within a few breaths, the air temperature rapidly soared. The fiery red glow reflected off Sun Lie's face, making it flush bright red.
"It's starting," ng Chong thought, sensing the sudden temperature increase.
The previously dim interior of the pill furnace instantly brightened, filled with crimson light.
ng Chong's body temperature quickly rose, the honey on his skin began to lt, and the cumin seeds released an intense fragrance. Simultaneously, a large amount of mana stead out of his pores like mist.
At this mont, outside Ziyang Courtyard, Sun Lingtong's eyes sparkled with a strange light.
His spiritual eyes penetrated through multiple walls, seeing a blurred scene.
"Good. Sun Lie is concocting pills. This is an excellent opportunity to strike." He was thrilled.
Once alchemy began, the alchemist often had to stay by the furnace.
This ant that Sun Lie, a peak Foundation Establishnt stage combatant, was temporarily out of commission!
"Formation-Breaking Talisman, go!"
Sun Lingtong acted decisively, directly employing his strongest technique.
Sensing the attack, the formation of Ziyang Courtyard activated instantly, forming a hemispherical light shield.
The Formation-Breaking Talisman looked small and delicate, seemingly insignificant, but when it landed on the light shield, it imdiately shattered, and the tiny specks of light it released directly dissolved the hemispherical light shield.
The formation of Ziyang Courtyard had failed!
"Go." Ning Zhuo had been waiting for a long ti, his cloak fluttered.
A large number of chanical Thunder Silent Birds flew out.
They traced arcs of lightning in the air, covering the front yard.
Clang, clang, clang!
Ear-piercing alarm bells sounded within Ziyang Courtyard.
Ning Zhuo's heartbeat quickened slightly. He untied two storage bags from his waist, grabbed the bottom of the bags, opened their mouths wide, and shook out everything inside.
Each chanical creation enlarged from small to large, returning to their true size as they hit the ground.
Twenty brass chanical n and forty copper chanical beasts lined up in formation and charged toward Ziyang Courtyard.
Ziyang Courtyard naturally had its own guards.
Four Foundation Establishnt stage cultivators and eighteen Qi Refining late-stage cultivators were alard.
The Foundation Establishnt cultivators cast spells, clearing out the chanical Thunder Silent Birds.
The eighteen late-stage Qi Refining cultivators ford a battle formation, unleashing power surpassing the mid-stage Foundation Establishnt, holding their ground.
The chanical creations surged like waves, while the battle formation stood firm like a coastal rock, unmoved by the crashing waves.
"Brother, that Sun Lie is in the pill refining room!" Sun Lingtong's voice stealthily passed over.
Ning Zhuo's heart stirred, and he imdiately dispatched a portion of the chanical creatures to rush towards the pill refining room.
Attack the enemy's vital spot!
"Damn it!" The four Foundation Establishnt early-stage cultivators cursed but didn't move.
A mid-stage Foundation Establishnt cultivator suddenly appeared from the shadows, holding a magical mirror. He released a beam of light from the mirror, covering all the chanical creations that were rushing forward.
With another shake of the mirror, the reflection of the young puppet master appeared on its surface.
"He's there!" The mid-stage Foundation Establishnt cultivator holding the mirror shouted, pointing out Ning Zhuo's exact position for his companions.
Imdiately, a figure shot toward him like lightning.
"Another hidden mid-stage Foundation Establishnt!" Ning Zhuo's pupils narrowed, while the Thunder Silent Birds circled around him. The Chui Tou Hanging Whip raised like a black python, standing ready.
Soon, intense combat erupted in the dark alley where he was hiding.
"Hmph! I hope this person is as skilled as Sun Lingtong said."
Han Ming glanced in Ning Zhuo's direction and then took action.
She was surrounded by Yin Wind, moving swiftly and silently, like a ghostly shadow.
The ghostly shadow flew first toward the pill refining room, but seeing another Foundation Establishnt cultivator erging at the door, she decisively turned toward the dicine storage room.
However, midway, sword light flashed, a flying sword shot out, intercepting the ghostly shadow Han Ming.
A peak Foundation Establishnt cultivator slowly revealed himself.
"Tonight, I'm only here for the pills, not to harm anyone," Han Ming narrowed her eyes and said.
She was answered by sharp sword light.
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