But if this person was really hiding in the alchemy furnace, he would probably be burned to ashes.
There is still a fire burning under the alchemy furnace.
And the fire was obviously different from ordinary fire, at least the temperature was much higher.
so...
What happened?
As if he noticed someone coming in from outside the door, the old Taoist priest didn't feel any nervousness, but was pleasantly surprised.
But after seeing Wang Ye's face, his expression was slightly stiff, and he was obviously a little confused: "Who are you...from the underworld?"
"Disciple Meng Po."
"Mao Yongan."
Wang Ye said decisively without a blushing face or a beating heart.
"Disciple Meng Po..."
The old Taoist priest was obviously hesitant. He coughed twice violently again. His face was as pale as a piece of paper. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, let's just use it!"
As he said that, he set his eyes on Wang Ye: "Little brother, do me a favor!"
"Something went wrong when I was refining the alchemy before."
"I didn't have any reaction after taking the last pill. I thought it was a useless pill."
"Unexpectedly, something went wrong after all. After combining with the elixir energy of this furnace elixir, my mental power disappeared directly!"
"And the energy of the alchemy furnace was shaken just now. After losing my mental power, I don't even have the capital to resist. You should have seen the current state. I am not far from death!"
"but!"
The old Taoist priest's eyes suddenly became fanatical, and he seemed very excited: "This furnace elixir is about to be completed!"
"This is the recipe I have been studying all my life."
“If it really succeeds, the effects will be epoch-making!”
"It is equivalent to creating a precedent in history. I will be recorded in the Taoist classics forever and enjoy the supreme glory!"
"Now, this elixir is just one step away. Unfortunately, I don't have the strength anymore, so..."
"Please help me, little brother, follow what I said, and then record the recipe and every step in detail and bring it back to Daocheng."
"I, Daocheng, will owe you a big favor!"
"And all the elixirs I have refined in my life will become my possessions when I die, and they will all be given to you."
"how?"
As he said this, the old Taoist priest's eyes were full of hope, waiting for Wang Ye to nod.
Wang Ye's expression was a little strange.
It's not difficult to help. All the elixirs I have refined in this life...
I'm almost eating it to death, so give it to him...
Does he dare to eat it?
Moreover, the people in Daocheng are indeed as crazy as recorded in the classics. These old guys really don't care about refining elixirs. In his current physical condition, he is not considering healing, but refining elixirs...
Although it makes no difference whether his injury is cured or not.
Wang Ye complained, so he should be showing kindness.
Of course, another reason is that he had seen Mao Yongan make two paper cranes and fly them with him, which seemed very convenient.
This old Taoist priest is stronger and can actually create paper tigers.
If you learn it, you will have a mount in the wasteland.
Otherwise, it would be a bit tiring if I had to toss my legs all the time.
Thinking about it, Wang Ye said: "Tell me how to operate it, and then I am curious to ask, what is the effect of this pill?"
"Bigu!"
"With our Daocheng's physical condition, we can't go without eating for a long time. At best, we can survive for three days."
"There was once a sage who developed the Bigu Pill and extended the time to seven days!"
"And mine... the effects can last up to a month!"
"Is this progress across the ages? It is simply a leap. From now on, everyone will spend more and more time refining elixirs, and more high-quality elixirs will be continuously created."
"It is conceivable that in the future, everyone will eat the Bigu Pill I invented and refine all kinds of great works."
"Intoxicating!"
As if because he was a little too excited, the old Taoist priest coughed hard twice, his muscles were pulled down, and the wound on his back suddenly became larger.
This severe pain made his face become a little distorted.
Wang Ye was silent for a moment.
He suppressed his doubts.
If the people in Daocheng could practice their physical fitness even if they had nothing to do, this wouldn't be a problem.
And this guy is indeed quite unlucky.
According to normal circumstances, although the physical quality of the people in Daocheng is very low, their mental power is terrifyingly high. Even if the physical injuries are too severe, they can still use their mental power to wrap the wounds and slowly repair them.
No coincidence...
He was poisoned.
The poison of his own elixir completely disintegrated his mental power.
In other words, this is a representative of truly forcing oneself to death.
It is not difficult to imagine that if this old Taoist priest is not in any condition, his strength is definitely not low. Many clues can be seen through the yin and yang fish in the outside world.
pity...
But speaking of it, I haven't seen the big guys in Daocheng until now.
They won't be...
They are all doing this to themselves.
While Wang Ye was thinking, the old Taoist priest seemed to have relaxed a little, or in other words, he had regained his composure, and his whole person became energetic.
"Quick, this elixir can only be refined for three days, three hours, thirty-three minutes, and thirty-three seconds!"
"There are still five minutes and seven seconds left before the elixir is released."
"Because speaking will cause subtle errors in time, I will calculate the time myself."
"Based on the propagation speed of sound, I, including your reaction speed, will calculate a formula. When I say 'open', you will directly open the top of the alchemy furnace and put out the fire quickly."
"To extinguish the fire, you only need to cover it with mental power.",
"Remember, this set of operations can only be completed within one second. I have reserved 0.3 seconds for you to react."
"Now...just count down."
"I also need to take a rest to avoid dying one second before turning on the furnace. It would be a shame."
With that said, the old Taoist priest took a deep breath, endured the pain of the wound on his back and his weak physical condition, sat up abruptly, leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and waited quietly.
The professionalism of the old Taoist priest also shocked Wang Ye to a certain extent.
A little fierce.
Time passed by, and the cabin was eerily quiet. Only the flames were burning. The temperature in the room was getting higher and higher. The old Taoist priest's forehead was already covered with sweat.
Until a certain moment...
The old Taoist priest suddenly opened his eyes, with persistence, madness, and excitement in his eyes.
"open!"
As the sound fell, Wang Ye, who was standing by the stove, instantly opened the top of the stove and covered the flames with his mental power at the same moment.
A very strange feeling.
Under the cover of spiritual power, the flame was extinguished instantly.
And Wang Ye hasn't felt the slightest burning sensation yet.
"Quick... show it to me quickly."
