Burst.

A voice came from the alchemy furnace, although the sound was very slight, but in the ears of Wang Wenguang and Fang Zixuan, it was comparable to thunder, because it showed that Fang Zixuan's second alchemy failed.

Fang Zixuan couldn't help but clench his fists.

"Master, I'm sorry. Fang Zixuan lowered his head and said.

Wang Wenguang didn't speak, just patted Fang Zixuan's shoulder lightly, and then said, "There is one more chance, just seize this opportunity." Adjust your mindset and continue in three hours. ”

After speaking, Wang Wenguang sat down on the spot, and then closed his eyes.

Fang Zixuan looked at Wang Wenguang's three breaths, and then sat down slowly.

Fang Zixuan was really unwilling, he was obviously just short of the last change, why did he fail? Didn't he practice well before?

No matter how Fang Zixuan thought about calming down, the pop in the alchemy furnace kept echoing in his ears. If it is an ordinary elixir, if it fails, it will fail, and it is good to refine it a few more times, but this time is obviously different, and the last chance, I must not fail.

Although Fang Zixuan thought that he couldn't fail no matter what, a thought was stubbornly entangled in his mind, what if he failed the last time? Fang Zixuan thought about dispelling this thought, but this thought was like a bone appendage, and it was difficult to get rid of it.

Little by little, time passed.

Fang Zixuan still couldn't calm down to adjust his state. Fang Zixuan knew that his current state was absolutely not good, but he just couldn't let himself not think about what if.

What should I do, do I have to ask Master to wait for a few more hours until he calms down? But the last chance, can he really calm down? Fang Zixuan is really not sure if he can calm down like he did the previous two times.

Just when Fang Zixuan's mind was in confusion, suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration.

yes, how did I forget him?

I can't help it, but maybe Lao Ruo has a way, although Fang Zixuan is generally reluctant to ask Lao Ruo, because the more he asks, the more he owes, and when the time comes, Lao Ruo will make it more legitimate for him to do things.

A voice that had not been seen for a long time soon appeared in Fang Zixuan's soul sea: "Hmm." ”

"Lao Ruo, you really have to help me this time. Fang Zixuan said.

"Are you sure you ask me?" said Lao Ruo.

"Sure. Fang Zixuan said firmly. For Wang Wenguang, Fang Zixuan spared no cost. Because without Wang Wenguang, there would be absolutely no him today. And all he needs to pay to help Wang Wenguang is an unknown favor. Compared with the two, Fang Zixuan chose the former without hesitation.

"Since you're sure you want me, that's fine. Lao Ruo said calmly as always.

"Old Ruo, what should I do next?" Fang Zixuan said.

"Completely relax and let me take control of your body. "Lao Ruodao.

Fang Zixuan couldn't help but be stunned, but he immediately said, "Okay, no problem." ”

Lao Ruo shouldn't hurt himself until he achieves his goal, Fang Zixuan thought.

Then, Fang Zixuan let out a long breath of turbidity, and then completely let go of his mind.

Soon, a strange feeling emerged in Fang Zixuan's soul sea. Fang Zixuan felt a little uncomfortable with this strange feeling, which was probably a prelude to his body being controlled by Lao Ruo.

The body is controlled by something else, and it is uncomfortable for anyone to change it.

Slowly, this strange feeling began to spread in Fang Zixuan's body.

Fang Zixuan tried his best to suppress the impulse to resist in his heart, now at this important juncture, he must not spoil Wang Wenguang's affairs. Bear with me.

When this strange feeling spread through Fang Zixuan's body, Fang Zixuan felt as if he had lost contact with his body.

"Don't resist, let go completely, or I won't guarantee that it will succeed. The more you resist, the worse my control over your body becomes, and it's normal for something to go wrong. Lao Ruo said calmly.

Lao Ruo's "threat" seemed to have worked, and Fang Zixuan's last trace of resistance was finally completely extinguished.

"Very well, keep it up like this, I need a little bit of time to get used to your body. "Lao Ruodao.

Then, Lao Ruo didn't speak again.

Fang Zixuan naturally didn't dare to disturb Lao Ruo.

Three hours have come.

Wang Wenguang stood up, and Fang Zixuan also stood up, but Fang Zixuan suddenly said, "Master, Master, I still need a little time." ”

Wang Wenguang glanced at Fang Zixuan, and at this moment, he suddenly felt that this Fang Zixuan in front of him actually gave him a strange feeling, how could this be? He would have a strange feeling towards Fang Zixuan? When he fixed his eyes and looked at Fang Zixuan again, that strangeness disappeared.

It seems that I am overly nervous. Wang Wenguang said in his heart.

"Well, I'll talk about it when you're ready. "Wang Wenguang is not in a hurry, it is the last time, the key is to succeed, not time.

Fang Zixuan then stretched out his hands towards the alchemy furnace, and then began to seal.

Wang Wenguang did not disturb Fang Zixuan.

Again and again, Fang Zixuan repeated this mudra that he had practiced for an unknown number of times.

However, the more Wang Wenguang looked at it, the more surprised he became, because Fang Zixuan was actually improving. In the past, although the handprint he knotted was relatively smooth, there were still obvious traces between the various changes, but now, the various changes of this handprint actually began to flow smoothly like flowing water, and even slowly, Wang Wenguang actually felt that the handprint he knotted seemed to have his own fifty percent level.

Sixty percent.

Seventy percent.

Wang Wenguang's eyes couldn't help but widen. **, what's wrong with this kid? Why is it suddenly as if he is possessed by a medicine saint? The mudra of the second-grade alchemist knot actually has its own seventy percent level? So what is his long and hard practice in the past? It is really practiced on the dog.

However, shock is shock, Wang Wenguang knows that now is not the time to pursue this matter, on the contrary, the more powerful Fang Zixuan is, the better, and even Wang Wenguang wishes that he had his own ninety or even ten percent level. In that way, the refining of this elixir can be said to be nine times out of ten, and it is even possible to refine a medium-grade elixir.

So, Wang Wenguang watched Fang Zixuan keep repeating this handprint in this contradictory mentality.

However, Fang Zixuan did not continue to improve after reaching Wang Wenguang's seventy-percent level, he was simply familiar with this level of handprint.

Finally, Fang Zixuan stopped, then sat down, took Hou Huidan, and then closed his eyes.

Wang Wenguang didn't disturb Fang Zixuan, he didn't dare to disturb Fang Zixuan in this state, for fear that he would accidentally wake him up from this strange state. If that's the case, Wang Wenguang can probably only blame himself for digging his own grave.

Perhaps, there is real hope for me. Wang Wenguang's originally dim eyes lit up.

Just as he was practicing that mudra just now, Fang Zixuan himself was looking at his hands with the eyes of a bystander. Like Wang Wenguang, he was shocked by this huge change in himself. This old Ruo is definitely not an ordinary tree, but the matter has come to this point, and he has no choice!

For the success of alchemy, for Wang Wenguang, I fought by myself!