Zirong and others saw that the old men looked extremely anxious, but they didn't understand why, and looked at Mu Hanyan in confusion.
Mu Hanyan did not hide anything and briefly explained the dangers of refining the Rebirth Soul-Breaking Pill.
After hearing Mu Hanyan's words, everyone looked at Yan Zishu again, and their eyes had some subtle changes.
"Don't say any more. As a doctor, saving lives is my duty. Legend has it that the founder of our medical school tried all kinds of herbs to save the people from suffering, but he eventually died from poisonous herbs. If I can't even do this, how can I be qualified to call myself a doctor? How can I face my Yan family ancestors when I die?
"What's more, I have to be loyal to the person who entrusted me with this. Miss Mu has done three things for me, so I should save her friends at all costs. This is also the rule of my Yan family." The old men were still trying to persuade him, but Yan Zishu interrupted them and said firmly.
Seeing his righteous words, Mu Hanyan felt a little admiration in her heart. Although this old man was a little petty, he always kept his word and was upright.
"Senior Yan, I was wrong about you before. I apologize to you." Ling Baobao stepped forward and said.
"Forget it, forget it. To be honest, I should be the one apologizing to you. I was only thinking about how to make things difficult for you. I spoke rashly without even checking the poison in Zirong's body. It's really a dereliction of duty as a doctor." Yan Zishu waved his hand and said ashamedly.
Afterward, Yan Zishu took out the Eight-Gate Purple Cloud Furnace, which Mu Hanyan had previously repaired, and asked everyone to leave the Danling Hall and wait outside. It seemed that he wasn't entirely sure about refining the Soul-Severing Pill, and was afraid that failure would implicate others.
The flame flickered in the alchemy furnace, and hundreds of medicinal herbs were neatly placed beside it, emitting a refreshing fragrance.
To be honest, each of these hundred herbs was a precious and rare treasure, worth a fortune. Even Mu Hanyan had never seen several of them before, having only seen them illustrated in ancient medical texts. Even taken individually, these herbs were highly beneficial to cultivation. If refined using different recipes, they could even become excellent elixirs that replenished Qi and boosted cultivation. But who could have imagined that combining them according to a different recipe could create a terrifyingly toxic elixir?
Yan Zishu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sensed carefully with his mind. Suddenly, he made a series of hand gestures, and the fire in the furnace became stronger and weaker, higher and lower depending on the temperature of the furnace.
A purple light flashed across the alchemy furnace. Almost at the same time, Yan Zishu turned on the fire, put several medicinal herbs into the furnace, and then covered the furnace. The speed was so fast that it was difficult to see with the naked eye.
Then, he continued to make hand gestures, and when the alchemy furnace flashed purple light again, he threw in several more medicinal herbs at lightning speed.
He repeated this several times until he had put hundreds of medicinal herbs into the furnace, and almost no one could see his movements clearly.
Mu Hanyan watched with a shimmer of admiration. Her alchemy skills relied primarily on her understanding of the Starfall Sword, previously aided by the Primal Chaos Fire. Putting those two aside, if she only considered her grasp of the fire, she was far inferior to Yan Zishu. This was perfectly normal; others had painstakingly practiced alchemy their entire lives, while she had only learned it for a few days.
Immediately afterwards, Yan Zishu began to perform hand seals, and a phantom light floated by, as if clouds were floating. The exquisiteness of the hand seals opened Mu Hanyan's eyes.
It is always good to have many skills. Mu Hanyan was not an arrogant person. It was a rare opportunity for her to see such a sophisticated alchemy technique, so she naturally would not miss it. She immediately concentrated on memorizing it and secretly practicing it in her mind.
A strong medicinal fragrance floated out from the door, which made people feel as if they were floating in the air. However, later on, the medicinal fragrance became weaker and weaker, so weak that it was almost imperceptible.
The expressions of several old men who had been worried before were relieved, Mu Hanyan was also relieved, and Yan Zishu himself showed a faint smile on his face.
Unlike ordinary elixirs that replenish qi and essence and improve cultivation, the higher the grade of the poison elixir, the more colorless and odorless it is, otherwise how can it poison others.
The medicinal fragrance became fainter and fainter, which meant that the medicinal power of the hundred kinds of herbs were fusing with each other and becoming highly condensed, and it was not far from becoming a pill.
The old men stretched their necks to look into the room. Hua Yue and the others were also curious. After all, it was a legendary elixir. Even if it was a poisonous elixir, it was a great opportunity to see the moment the elixir was completed with their own eyes.
At some point, eight purple light patterns emerged from the Eight-Gate Purple Cloud Furnace, like floating colorful clouds.
"Eight gates of clouds rise, the purple heart becomes one, the elixir..." Yan Zishu recited the elixir formula and made the last hand gesture. Just as he was about to say the word "elixir is completed", his face suddenly changed.
The exquisite alchemy furnace suddenly trembled violently, and an aura filled with brutality and coldness was suddenly released.
Furnace explosion! Everyone outside the door's expression changed.
Failure in alchemy sometimes results in waste pills, and sometimes the furnace explodes. This is commonplace for alchemists, but this time the situation is different. Yan Zishu is refining the Soul-Destroying Pill, and if the furnace explodes, he will surely die.
"Go, go quickly!" Yan Zishu shouted to the people outside the door while desperately making hand gestures.
Mu Hanyan could tell that Yan Zishu was performing a sealing hand gesture, clearly intending to seal the furnace to prevent the poison from leaking out and harming innocent people. Unfortunately, even under his seal, the furnace continued to tremble, and streams of purple smoke seeped out from the gap between the lid and the furnace body. The violent and cold aura within was several times stronger than before. This was the toxicity of the Rebirth Soul-Severing Pill.
Under the erosion of the poison, a layer of green mist appeared on Yan Zishu's face. Fortunately, it was just a little poison gas seeping from the cracks in the alchemy furnace, otherwise even he would not be able to resist it.
Mu Hanyan's face also changed. You know, Yan Zishu is a master at the level of Sword Saint. Even an ordinary seal will be twice as powerful in his hands. But at this moment, he used all his strength to make a hand seal, but he couldn't even seal the alchemy furnace. It can be seen how strong the poison in it is.
"Let's go, let's go!" Seeing that he couldn't seal the alchemy furnace and there were signs of poisoning, Yan Zishu became extremely anxious and said to the people outside the door.
The old men were horrified, but did not leave. They looked at each other, gritted their teeth and rushed in, making hand gestures at the same time and using sealing techniques, obviously wanting to lend a hand to Yan Zishu.
After seeing their actions, Mu Hanyan's impression of them changed greatly.
But unfortunately, their strength was still inferior. Even if the three of them joined forces, they were unable to seal the alchemy furnace.
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