"It's okay to sleep, but don't touch it. Do you understand?" Sister Zhi warned.

"Honey, don't worry, if I lay a finger on you today, I will be a dog."

Zhang Erluzi's sworn voice came from the darkness.

An agreement was reached and everyone began to sleep.

The night was as quiet as water, and the snoring of Hu San Dao gradually sounded.

Snapped!Suddenly, there was a crisp sound.

Then, Sister Corpse's angry voice sounded: "What are you doing with your hands?"

Zhang Er was stunned: "Woof woof woof..."

Liu Wuyou's old face turned red when he heard this, and he cursed angrily: "Can you two keep your voices down? There are bachelors all over the floor sleeping on the cold floor. Isn't it a little too much for you two to do this in bed?"

Liu Wuwen's roar was indeed effective, and there was immediately no movement on the stone bed.

But after a while, Sister Corpse's panicked voice sounded.

"Hurry, save people! Eryaozi seems to have frozen to death."

Then a white light lit up on the stone bed. Sister Corpse's face was stained with tears, and she looked at the stunned Zhang Er beside her at a loss.

Liu Wuwu was startled. This was the first time he saw the corpse sister in such a panic, and he quickly stepped forward to check.

Seeing this, Liu Wuwu was stunned.

Zhang Er was stunned, his whole body was stiff, his face was ashen, and his hair and eyebrows were covered with thick white frost.

This guy is about to freeze to death, but this idiot still has a lewd smile on his face.

"What's going on here?"

Liu Wuyuan asked while putting his hand on Zhang Erluzi's spiritual veins to check Zhang Erluzi's injuries.

After this inspection, Liu Wuwu's forehead wrinkled deeper.

Zhang Er was completely frozen inside his body.

Internal organs, blood, and even spiritual energy were frozen into ice.Liu Wuwu tried to use his spiritual energy to warm Zhang Erluzi and help him regain his vitality.

Useful, but not very effective.

According to Zhang Erluzi's current situation, he can last up to seven days, and it will take Liu Wuwu three to five years to save him.

The corpse sister on the side was already in tears at this moment, her whole face was stained with tears.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault... Wuwu... Eryaozi, if you die, I will never live alone. Wuwu..."

Liu Wuyou knew she was sad, but it wasn't the time to be sad yet.

Seeing Sister Zhi crying endlessly, Liu Wuwu couldn't help scolding: "Cry, cry, cry, just cry. Zhang Er is not dead yet! You are crying. Tell me how he became like this." What does it look like?”

Sister Corpse's pale face showed a trace of blush, and she said with some embarrassment: "Zhang Er has come into contact with the purest ghost energy in my body."

Seeing that Liu Wuwu was confused, Sister Zhi blushed and explained: "Ghost energy is very overbearing. Normally, only us ghosts or immortals above the Mahayana stage can withstand it. Although Zhang Yazi practices ghost techniques, he can The ghost energy used is the thin ghost energy diluted a hundred times by me."

"With his current cultivation level, he simply cannot withstand such pure ghost energy."

Liu Wuwu gave Sister Corpse a strange look. No wonder Sister Corpse refused to let Zhang Er touch her. This was the reason.

But now is not the time for gossip, Liu Wuwu pursued: "Since this ghost energy comes from you, isn't there any way you can save Zhang Er?"

Sister Corpse wiped the tears on her face and said desperately: "Yes, yes, but it's too difficult."

Liu Wuwen: "Speak out and listen. No matter how difficult it is, we have to do it. We can't just watch Zhang Er die."

Liu Wuwu's words gave Sister Zhi a glimmer of hope. She endured the pain and said: "The Red Flame Pill can save him, but I don't have the Red Flame Pill in my hand at all. Wuwu..."

Liu Wuyuan said expressionlessly: "What spiritual materials are needed to refine the Red Flame Pill?"

Sister Corpse: "Red dragon fruit, three-inch pu, purple water chestnut and rock berry. Where can I find these elixirs at this moment? Ugh... My poor Yazi, let you not Touch you without touching..."

Liu Wuwu: "I have the spiritual grass, which one of you knows how to make an elixir?"

"how is this possible?"

Sister Zhi was shocked.

Among the four elixirs, the other three elixirs are easy to say, but the red dragon fruit is the most rare.

It's not that this fruit is rare, but the shelf life of this fruit is only half a year.

Whether you store it in the freezer or in a storage bag, the red dragon fruit can only be stored for half a year.

After half a year, the fruit immediately disappeared without a trace.

Sister Corpse knew that Liu Wuwu had obtained a lot of spiritual grass and spiritual fruits from the Golden Core Valley, but it had been so long, how could he still have the Red Dragon Fruit?

Liu Wuyue did not answer Sister Corpse's question, but continued to ask: "Who knows how to make elixirs?"

Hu San Dao and the others looked at each other and shook their heads.

Alchemists are already scarce, and few of them have any inheritance in this area. How could they have such advanced technology?

After a moment of silence, Hu Sandao made a suggestion: "How about I go out and find an alchemist?"

Liu Wuwu shook his head hesitantly.

"No, we don't know what's going on outside right now. Don't let me fool you into trying to save you. It's just alchemy. It shouldn't be a big deal. I'll give it a try."

Liu Wuwu refining elixir? ? ?

After thinking about it, Hu Sandao always felt that something was not reliable. He opened his mouth to persuade but couldn't find a better way, so he could only shut up and agree.

Naturally, Liu Wuwu doesn't have Red Dragon Fruit, but he has Red Dragon Fruit seeds plus the magical technique "Dreamland".

Behind everyone's back, Liu Wuwu used Dreamland to ripen a Red Dragon Fruit, and after obtaining the seeds, he obtained ten Red Dragon Fruits one after another.

It's not that Liu Wuyou can't trust everyone, it's that his skill in ripening spiritual fruits is too unbelievable.

This house is full of scumbags. If someone accidentally spills the beans one day, Liu Wuwu is afraid that he will be captured and used as a slave in farming.

Now that we have the spiritual materials, we can start refining the elixir.

Liu Wuwu was not completely inexperienced in alchemy. He once helped Qin Huaiyu refine a pot of laxatives.

The monk has a good memory, and Liu Wuwu can recall every movement of Peak Master Qin.

Liu Wuwu casually rubbed a copper stove, lit it, and threw the red dragon fruit in.

boom!

Almost as soon as it was thrown down, the red dragon fruit exploded together with the alchemy furnace.

The flying fragments almost grazed Husandao's scalp, which was so frightening that Husandao broke out in cold sweat.

Liu Wuyou apologized quickly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's my first time making alchemy, so I don't have much experience."

Husandao looked straight at Liu Wuwu for a few seconds and sighed softly.

He didn't say anything, but took out a shield from his storage bag, held it and squatted silently in the corner...

Now, Liu Wuwu was anxious.

"What do you mean by Tiger Sand Sword? This time it was just an accident. Let me judge..."

Liu Wuwu went to find the others and found that everyone was holding their shields up against the wall away from Liu Wuwu in unison. The little donkey could only put the shield on his head as a helmet because it was too big.

Liu Wuyou was so angry that he rolled his eyes.

"I told you, this was an accident. I guarantee this is the first and last time the furnace will explode. You have to believe me!"

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