As Wei's mental strength dried up, the pressure of the other two immediately doubled. The fuller the energy absorbed by the pill, the stronger the efficacy. After one-time absorption of energy, the surface of the pill actually slowly appeared a trace of red Dan pattern.

The old man was also shocked. Although the pill was made by three people, the most critical integration stage was completed by Chen Chu alone. With the huge spiritual power of the other party, the pill was catalyzed to the extreme.

About ten minutes later, the old man's breath was also slow and rapid. Although he wanted to continue to help the mysterious man, his mental strength had been exhausted. He could only quickly cut off the reaction with the pill and was supported by several martial artists nearby to rest.

Although the old man was close to coma, he still held up his spirit and stared at the black robed man, ready to insist on watching the whole process of refining Sanpin pills.

Soon, Chen Chu was the only one left beside the huge bronze tripod. A sense of tearing also made Chen Chu dizzy.

It has been two hours since the three people started. It can be seen how difficult it is to refine these three kinds of pills.

"Almost!"

Chen Chu said in his heart, and then he quickly withdrew his mental strength. Then he raised the flame temperature again and carried out the final warming steps.

The whole body of the pill is light blue, and the surface is wrapped with red Dan lines. At this time, it slowly becomes solidified under the fire, and finally appears in perfect shape in front of the public.

Bang!

A very subtle sound came out of the bronze cauldron, and then Chen Chu quickly and cautiously drew out his soul power, and the flame in the cauldron was also quietly extinguished.

Chen Chu's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. He quickly clapped his palm to the mouth of the cauldron. Then a blue elixir exploded from the inside of the copper cauldron. Because of the rapid cooling of the surface temperature of the Dan body, a torrent of weather waves suddenly burst out and spread around.

Just like the explosion of true Qi, the air wave quickly swept across the whole courtyard, and countless yellow bricks and mortar tiles were shaken out. Several people around were also knocked down by the violent wind pressure and couldn't move. The copper tripod in the center of the air wave was instantly turned into pieces, and was blown up into the sky by a huge strong wind.

Chen chuzao had already made some moves, and his soul was wrapped around his body. Although his clothes were hanging under the wind pressure, his body did not move at all.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised a pleasant arc, and Chen Chu gently explored with his right hand. Under the control of his mental power, the pill was cleverly rushed over, and then was placed in a jade bottle of excellent quality by Chen Chu.

Looking at the mess and several second grade alchemists crawling on the ground, Chen Chu turned around and walked towards the main room. Chen Yao, who had been hiding on the side, quickly followed up. The second grade alchemists also quickly got up and limped along.

In the main room, Chen Chu sat by the bed and put po'e Qingmai Dan into the mouth of the unconscious city Lord, and then urged the true Qi to quickly transport the medicine into the channels hidden by the venom.

The medicine quickly turned into a torrent, which directly wrapped up the purple and black poisonous liquid and decomposed it in the bedroom at a very fast speed. The rest of the medicine was also rapidly dispersed and invaded into all parts of the body.

"Cough!"

The city Lord, who was unconscious, suddenly sat up at the moment, his face was red and he coughed, then his body suddenly trembled, and he vomited out a mouthful of black blood.

They all looked at each other, not knowing if the city Lord had anything to do. The Deacon Lu standing at the gate clenched his fist nervously.

After spitting out a mouthful of dirty blood, the city Lord took a heavy breath, and his originally gray face was also quickly flushed with a touch of ruddy. At this time, he found a mysterious man in a black robe and a black curtain hat sitting beside the bed. At the moment, he said excitedly, "is it the Lord who saved me?"

Although the evil nest lizard is not difficult to deal with, the venom is extremely difficult to eliminate. Only the third level alchemist can refine the three grade elixir for detoxification. Lu Cheng once wrote a rescue letter to the royal family of Qingzhou when the injury became more serious. Unexpectedly, the royal family paid so much attention to it. Only in two or three days, a third grade alchemist was sent over.

At first, Lu Cheng had no hope. After all, as a small city Lord of Wanbei City, he was nothing at all. It was a big deal that he sent another man to take over the management. After he was reborn, Lu Cheng was deeply moved.

"Lord Lu, you're welcome. I originally planned to visit your residence a few days ago. But I was delayed because of something. Please don't blame me."

Chen Chu can lower the voice from the black robe, but it makes Lu Cheng heart extremely stunned.

Lu Cheng used to be a warrior in Qingzhou. He got in touch with the royal family for some reasons. Later, he was appointed to Wanbei city after entering the Wuzhong area of Zhenyuan in Jin Dynasty. After staying in the royal family for a long time, he was already used to the arrogance of those powerful people. Let alone the three grade alchemists, those royal members who were only slightly stronger than themselves also sneered at him Everything is difficult.

"Are you not a royal man?"

Lu Cheng was a little surprised at Chen Chuxian's attitude, but his constitution was still weak at this time, so he only asked in a low voice.

"Ha ha, I'm a country warrior, but I can't get involved with the royal family. Previously, with the cooperation of several second grade alchemists, I made three grade pills by chance. Fortunately, some of them were transported and refined in a few hours. Otherwise, the Lord Lu would be in danger."Chen Chu's hoarse voice came out from the black robe, which made Ye Wenhui's figure tremble suddenly.

"How can the sound be so familiar?"

Ye Wenhui's face was a little dignified, and he tried his best to search for a matching figure in his memory. Only for a moment, his mind was fixed on a thin teenager.

"No, it can't be!"

Chen Chu's body shape only existed in the brain for a moment, then was rejected by Ye Wenhui.

Even if Chen Chu had some medicine refining talents, he would never have reached the level of a third grade alchemist before he was 30 years old.

It seems that I'm a little tired. I think of that little bastard, but I'm afraid he won't be able to hop for long, hum!

His face softened a little. Seeing that the city Lord had come to life, ye Wenhui quickly left the city Lord's house.

Originally, he received the task of Ye Xiao, because the city Lord was ill and sent him to see him for treatment. But now it seems that the Ye family's plan to make friends with the city Lord is dead.

The city Lord was very surprised. In addition to asking for advice from the royal family, he did not have any means to ask for help like the third grade pharmacist. He even planned to die. He drafted a suicide note two days ago, which is still hidden in his arms.

"Lord Lu, I want to discuss something with you. I don't know if it's convenient."

Chen Chu sensed that the toxins involved in Lucheng's body had been evaporated, and felt that it was time to speak directly.