Chapter 244 Negotiation Date

"Boom!"

As the stone door slowly opened, Wu Lei walked into the room with a bunch of spiritual medicine in his arms.

Looking at Wu Lei with a look of ecstasy on his face, Zhan Nianchuan knew that things had finally reached the last step.

He forced himself to suppress his surging emotions and completed all the item exchanges in the furnace as before.

"It's up to you." Wu Lei whispered as he left.

"Don't worry."

Watching Wu Lei's figure disappear at the door, Zhan Nianchuan walked out of the door slowly and walked towards the square.

Now everything is ready, but a good opportunity to enter is still needed.

Half an hour later, the white-bearded old man who enjoyed Zhan Nianchuan's half-hour massage opened his eyes with satisfaction and said lightly: "Let's go. Since you are so hardworking, I will teach you a thing or two. Hehe, speaking of it, my alchemy skills have never been passed on to others, and you are lucky."

Zhan Nianchuan showed a happy expression and led the way in front happily.

In the stone chamber, after finishing the refining of a furnace of elixirs, Zhan Nianchuan looked at the white-bearded old man in front of him and exhaled a breath of turbid air, and asked in a voice transmission:

"You are one of the most senior monks in this prison. Do you know when the defense of Wanbao Pavilion is the most relaxed?"

"Why? The most relaxed here? There is no time to relax here." The white-bearded old man sneered.

"But if you are talking about the entire Wanbao Pavilion, I suggest launching it two months later today."

Zhan Nianchuan looked unusually calm, he knew that the white-bearded old man would definitely explain it clearly.

Seeing Zhan Nianchuan's calm look, the white-bearded old man cursed him secretly, but he could only continue to explain:

"I don't know now, but there was an auction in Yandang City every quarter before. Wanbao Pavilion was the main supplier of items, and Lu Gui was likely to be the host, and the owner of Wanbao Pavilion was also likely to be there in person."

"I guess we are in the South City now, and the auction is in the North City, and the time is exactly two months later."

Zhan Nianchuan nodded, and the whole person fell into deep thought, and began to rehearse the entire plan, calculating various possible unexpected situations and coping strategies.

He always felt that his plan was too complicated, so complicated that it would collapse as long as any chain had problems.

While Zhan Nianchuan was thinking quietly, the white-bearded old man was extremely excited. He understood that Zhan Nianchuan had set a date for action, and the freedom he had dreamed of could be realized.

Although he didn't know why Zhan Nianchuan could fight against two Xuan-level guards, and he didn't know how he could solve the blood-sucking poison in his body, he firmly believed that Zhan Nianchuan would succeed.

Because he only believed.

He has been here for fifty years and has seen countless Dan slaves who tried to escape. All of them died miserably. They didn't even touch the gate at the side of the square.

There have been many cases like Zhan Nianchuan trying to contact the foundation-building cultivators, but there was no effect. No one could solve the dual control of the blood-thirsty worm and the vein-sealing powder. In the end, these people had no choice but to give up and died in depression. A few people resisted in despair and were beaten to death and skinned for public display.

What he said to Zhan Nianchuan had been said to many people before, and the result was no suspense, all failed.

But when he suspected that Zhan Nianchuan and Raymond tried to leave together, he still placed his hope on them.

It's hard to explain why he actually believed that this little cultivator who was only at the fifth level of Qi Condensation could take him away. Thinking of this, he smiled bitterly.

"Maybe I'm too old, even the most slim hope is held tightly." The old man muttered to himself.

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Half a day later.

Zhan Nianchuan sat cross-legged, relaxing his whole body, his mind and body were quiet and clear.

With a wave of his hand, he threw the spiritual herb at the bottom of the spiritual herbs into the alchemy furnace and began to refine the spiritual essence.

As time passed, drops of green liquid oozed from the surface of the spiritual herbs, and the spiritual herbs themselves gradually dried up and lost their original luster.

Soon, a ball of emerald green spiritual essence the size of an egg appeared in the alchemy furnace.

Zhan Nianchuan put it in a jade bottle, and then took out another spiritual herb from the bottom of the spiritual medicine pile and threw it into the furnace.

After several hours, Zhan Nianchuan had refined enough spiritual essence to refine the antidote for Fengmai Powder twice.

He completely invaded the spiritual essence with his consciousness, sensing the concentration of various spiritual energy inside, and silently calculated the amount in his mind.

Although there was enough opportunity to refine twenty times, it was too dangerous to refine. He hoped to succeed in the first time. As long as he successfully refined two pills, he could stop.

After repeated calculations and considerations, Zhan Nianchuan slowly opened his eyes.

The most dangerous time has arrived. Zhan Nianchuan waved his hand to set up the simplest dragon trap array and activated the shielding function of the array.

He threw out the spirit gathering array plate and sat directly in the middle of the array plate. Then he cast a spell and the rolling spiritual energy rushed to his body.

Without the spirit gathering array plate and the red lotus ground fire, he could not refine the second-level elixir anyway. He could only take risks.

In the face of huge pressure, Zhan Nianchuan's heart could not calm down. He discovered this painfully.

Countless figures emerged in his mind, and countless people looked at him with expectant eyes. His shoulders were bearing too much pressure, which made him breathless.

But he had to calm down.

Zhan Nianchuan took a deep breath and began to use the Soul Refining Technique at full power. He tried his best to fade everything and return to the alchemy itself. The scene of his first alchemy began to emerge in his mind, and countless scenes of his previous failures in alchemy flashed back in his mind like lightning.

And at this time, a whole hour had passed.

At the gate of the square, the short and fat man looked at the tall and thin man who was practicing cross-legged opposite him, muttered a little bored, and began to enter the state of practice.

At this time in the stone room, Zhan Nianchuan's hands were like butterflies flying through flowers, and the alchemy techniques were hitting the alchemy furnace one by one. At the same time, the mana in his body surged like a flood. The Soul Refining Technique was also running frantically, trying to feel the fusion of various spiritual quenchings in the alchemy furnace, and through his own three spiritual roots of water, fire and wood, he felt the temperature, humidity and spiritual power fusion inside, looking for the best time to condense the pill.

Half an hour later, Zhan Nianchuan's hands shook slightly, and the alchemy furnace had been completely melted and evenly, and the whole piece of light golden medicine instantly split into ten small pieces of different styles but exactly the same weight.

The alchemy furnace began to rotate rapidly. Zhan Nianchuan used all his mana to the extreme, and at the same time adjusted the firepower applied to the ten small pieces of different shapes, trying his best to keep them in a stable and condensed state.

An hour later, a faint breath began to emanate from the alchemy furnace, and slowly the entire formation was filled with the fragrance of elixirs.

Zhan Nianchuan looked like a sculpture, with no sadness or joy.

Half an hour later, the alchemy furnace rotated at its maximum speed, and even made a buzzing sound. A strong suction force began to appear, and the medicinal fragrance that originally filled the entire formation was sucked back into the alchemy furnace again.

Zhan Nianchuan's eyes were slightly focused, carefully controlling the fire to slowly weaken, and paying attention to all the subtle changes in the alchemy furnace.

After a full hour, Zhan Nianchuan roared in his heart:

"Condensation!"

However, what came was a few subtle cracking sounds, accompanied by a burnt smell.

The alchemy failed.

Zhan Nianchuan first put away the big formation, the spirit gathering formation and the alchemy cauldron, and then sat cross-legged to review all the possible problems that occurred during the refining process.

After repeating this process dozens of times, Zhan Nianchuan sighed and began to refine the elixir that he should refine as an alchemy slave.

There is only one day left, and the alchemy task must be completed quickly, otherwise he will have to start acting again.

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