The Most Powerful Young Man

After listening to Xiao Yao's words, Wu Jingtian also became serious.

He can’t be serious. It’s about his grandfather’s life, and he has only one chance. Even though he was originally a cynical temper, he must now be twelve-pointed, and he has to be highly concentrated, for fear of a chance. The slightest omission, in case he fails in alchemy because of himself, it is estimated that he will not be able to forgive himself in his entire life.

Thinking of his grandfather in the past few years on the bed, he almost never slept well, so when he knew that Xiao Yao's grandfather was the peak, this ignited another flame in his death. This is what he hopes. The light, originally his whole world was about to be dark, that is, the appearance of Xiao Yao made him see a light.

One, brilliant light!

Drilling wood to make fire is originally a very complicated matter, but it is not as simple as what you see on TV. Just find two dry wooden sticks and drill a few times to create a fire? That's just a TV effect. If you don't believe me, you can pick up two sticks and try it. Hey, make sure your hand is bubbling, and there is no way to make a fire.

Drilling wood to make fire requires certain requirements in terms of angle, strength, and speed.

Fortunately, Wu Jingtian had a wealth of experience in survival in the wild, otherwise he would definitely be confused now.

It didn't take long for the flame to come out, and Xiao Yao had already prepared the hay and sawdust. After having a small flame, he immediately set the fire under the furnace.

"Next, it's my turn to work." Xiao Yao let out a long sigh of relief, his expression also unusually serious.

Not only Wu Jingtian is very nervous, Xiao Yao is no better than him, no matter what the reason, he feels that he is very necessary to cure the old man's illness!

Simply put, even if there is no entrustment from others and Wu Jingtian's hope, he will not give up, because that old man is a respectable person!

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and immediately lifted the spiritual power in his body.

If it is night now, as long as Wu Jingtian standing on the side observes carefully, you will find that in Xiao Yao's body, there are flashing golden lights at this time, as if the fine lines are being potted by medicine. Absorbed in.

I didn't see much at first, but after a long time, you will find that Xiao Yao's forehead is slowly leaking out of sweat, as if the whole person is sitting on the edge of a fire.

"Shocking, look at the fire, it's a fellow." Xiao Yao exhorted.

"En, okay..." Originally, Wu Jingtian was still a little curious about why the guy wanted to let himself do this, but when he saw Xiao Yao's expression at this time, he instantly understood.

"Brother Xiao, are you okay?" Wu Jingtian added a handful of grass and couldn't help asking.

Xiao Yao turned his face and glanced at him, then waved his hand: "Leave me alone."

After saying this, he closed his eyes and accelerated the activation of the vitality in his body.

In fact, at this time, Xiao Yao also had some bitterness in his heart. He felt that he had overestimated himself before. It would take at least half an hour, that is, an hour, to refine the pill, and in this hour Here, he has to keep running the vitality in his body.

He began to discover that, in fact, the reason why Shengji Pills can be regarded as an elixir is mainly because the general strength roots can’t be refined. The energy that can be refined is also a fan. He wants to refine the elixir. Need to use aura, but even the entire Huaxia, now I can’t find a cultivator with aura. Fortunately, this vitality pill is not an elixir, it can only be regarded as a half elixir, so Xiao Yao intends to use one yuan. Power, perhaps, can be done? In fact, Xiao Yao didn't know what the result was, he could only say that he had a certain degree of confidence.

As for where this confidence came from, he didn't know.

However, he has always believed in his self-confidence.

For example, standing in front of the white-faced scholar, he is confident that he can kill the opponent.

Standing in front of Changjianxing, Xiao Yao still wouldn't show his timidity, because he had an inexplicable confidence that even if this man was Zhuge Burning's apprentice, he was not his opponent!

Because he has this kind of confidence, he has gone all the way to the present.

In other words, if you don't believe in yourself, who can believe in him?

Time passed by every minute.

Wu Peilin and others also stood at the door and watched from a distance. They didn’t know why, seeing the expressions of Xiao Yao and Wu Jingtian, they didn’t even dare to walk over, as if they were afraid that if they took a step forward, they would disturb that concentration. The two people are average.

This is a simple atmosphere infection.

"Dad, do you think Xiao Yao and Wu Jingtian can succeed?" Yan Qing suddenly raised his head, glanced at his father, and asked in a low voice.

"En?" Yan Guoqiang was taken aback for a moment, then frowned, and suddenly laughed, "Yes."

"Why are you so confident?" Yan Qing became a little curious. She felt that now Xiao Yao and Wu Jingtian might not have 100% confidence.

Yan Guoqiang curled his lips, looked at the positions of Xiao Yao and Wu Jingtian, and said seriously: "I still have no confidence at all. After all, I am not a doctor, and I don’t know the specific situation of the old man, but I don’t know why. Have confidence—my confidence was given to me by Xiao Yao and Wu Jingtian."

Yan Qing was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, then stopped talking.

Wu Peilin's fists were clenched together.

Xiao Yao and Wu Jingtian were refining the pill there, and they watched from the side without saying a word.

When Xiao Yao's body trembled slightly, they all became tense.

"It's just boiling medicine, how can you be so tired?" Yan Qing was a little confused.

"It's not as simple as boiling medicine." Yan Guoqiang's tone was quite determined, "This may be a kind of alchemy!"

"Alchemy?" Yan Qing was dumb, "In this society, there are still people making alchemy? Isn't that a product of feudal superstition?"

Yan Guoqiang took a deep look at his daughter and gave a wry smile: "We don't know, it doesn't mean that this world doesn't exist. In fact, many things are unknown to us, but they really exist. For example, who dares? Believe that there are masters of plucking flowers and flying leaves in this world?"

Yan Qing nodded if he realized something, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

On the other side, Xiao Yao was already sweating.

His clothes were soaked in sweat, and his damp hair was all stuck to the scalp. A drop of sweat fell down his cheeks, but before it fell to the ground, it suddenly turned into a cloud of white smoke. In the air.

Xiao Yao could feel that the vitality in his body had almost dried up, but there was still no abnormality in the medicine furnace, which made him chronically anxious.

He knows very well in his heart that if this continues, I am afraid that in less than ten minutes, the vitality in his body will be drained. When the time comes, don't talk about alchemy, whether he can stand upright, that's all two things.

"Damn, alchemy is really not an easy job. No wonder Grandpa has only refined 9-rank pill in his entire life. It seems that even he may not have the strength to refine 7-rank and 6-rank pill."

Xiao Yao could only complain in his heart, and he could only become more anxious.

Wu Jingtian raised his head and glanced at Xiao Yao. Even though Xiao Yao didn't say anything at this time, he could feel the anxiety in Xiao Yao's heart, as if at this time, the air was full of tension. .

"Brother Xiao, resist!" Wu Jingtian gritted his teeth and stared at Xiao Yao, muttering silently in his heart.

Xiao Yao's body slowly swayed.

Consciousness, it seems to be fading a little bit.

Suddenly, the flame under the medicine furnace flickered, as if a gust of wind was blowing.

"Damn, no...no, if this goes on, it will be halfway and everything will be over!" Xiao Yao bit his tongue hard, let his brain recover for a short period of clarity, and continue to run the Yuan in his body. Power, as if to wish to squeeze the vitality in every drop of blood.

Xiao Yao's face was like a piece of white paper, and even the blue veins under his skin could be clearly seen.

Wu Jingtian's heart twitched abruptly, as if being held tightly by a pair of big hands.

There were beads of sweat on his forehead, and he even blamed himself.

He felt that if this continued, Xiao Yao might be planted here.

If it weren't for his grandfather, Xiao Yao wouldn't need to be like this at all!

Looking at that hideous face, Wu Jingtian felt extremely painful.

"Brother Xiao, if it doesn't work, then forget it." Wu Jingtian's voice was a little trembling. At this time, he was also engaged in a psychological struggle, although he hoped that his grandfather would recover and live longer, but, He didn't want Xiao Yao to continue taking risks.

Xiao Yao did not respond.

He could clearly hear every word Wu Jingtian said. But now that we have reached this point, can we still give up? If you really give up, don't say sorry to Mr. Wu, even Xiao Yao himself will regret it.

Have done everything, can't you survive this last step?

Thinking of this, he could only breathe out of thin air.

Just when he was about to fall, suddenly, there was a fire in his chest, as if a fire was burning.

"Is this?" He opened his eyes suddenly, lowered his head and looked at his chest.

That dragon pendant!

At this time, the pendant on the chest was shining with a dazzling golden light. The next second, that golden light rushed directly into his body, through the skin, nourishing every meridian.

"En..." Xiao Yao was full of enjoyment, as if his body was a dry desert. At this time, a large spring suddenly poured into it.

Suddenly, every meridian was filled with a majestic energy, and his heart was ecstatic. At this moment, he didn't have time to think about the mystery of the pendant, and hurriedly ran the energy in his body again. It is integrated into the medicine furnace.

"Hope to succeed!" He said silently in his heart despite the sweat on his forehead...