After reading the book, I picked up the heroine’s script for cultivating immortality

Mu Nanxi finally paid the price for her angry words. For two consecutive days, she spent almost all of them on the bed in the dormitory.

If he hadn't known that he was going to Taolin in three days, Ye Junhan might have asked her to stay in bed for three days.

In the early morning of the third day, Mu Nanxi took Ye Junhan and went to the Taolin early.

Unexpectedly, Lan Yu and Fuguang Shangshen were already waiting in Taolin. Rather than saying that they arrived early, it would be better to say that they have been staying here for the past three days.

As soon as he entered the small courtyard, Mu Nanxi's eyes were attracted by the huge alchemy furnace.

Looking at the two-meter-high alchemy furnace, Mu Nanxi was shocked.

"Mom, little uncle, how big a pill are you going to make? Can you eat it?"

Seeing Mu Nanxi's innocent look, both of them smiled, and the surrounding immortal soldiers and Xian'e who were helping also smiled.

Mu Nanxi looked confused and turned to look at Ye Junhan, only to see a faint smile on the man's face.

Well, the relationship is only for her, and it doesn’t synchronize with their laughter, right?

After circling the tall alchemy furnace several times, Mu Nanxi still couldn't figure out the reason.

"Mother, didn't you say that you would give me pure blood today? Why do you still need to refine elixirs? Such a large elixir furnace consumes so much..."

Suddenly, Mu Nanxi stopped talking, and an impossible possibility arose in her heart.

She looked at Lan Yu with a shocked expression, then at Fuguang Shangshen, and finally her eyes fell on Ye Junhan.

"You must not tell me that this alchemy furnace is used to refine me?!"

None of the three people spoke, but the expressions on their faces said everything. Mu Nanxi blinked in disbelief.

He looked at the alchemy furnace, then looked down at himself, then blinked at the three of them.

"It's not really for training me, is it?"

God Fu Guang nodded, "This cauldron and the alchemy furnace are somewhat different. Xixi, the only way for pure blood is to lock you in this cauldron for 81 days.

During this period, you will have to endure great pain and suffering. Are you ready? "

In fact, Mu Nanxi wanted to say that she was not ready and did not want to be refined, but now, it seemed that she had no way out.

As the savior to save the upper world from the catastrophe, she must bear this level.

Whether it was for herself, Ye Junhan, or all the living beings in this upper world, she had to accept it.

After taking several deep breaths, Mu Nanxi closed her eyes. When she opened them again, her eyes were full of determination.

"I'm... ready, I will grit my teeth and persevere."

There was no smile on the faces of Ye Junhan and others anymore. They knew very well what kind of pain Mu Nanxi was about to face, but... they had no choice.

Lan Yu's eyes were slightly red. She took Mu Nanxi's hand and held it tightly in her palm, "Xixi...(choked) Mom is sorry for you..."

Mu Nanxi also suddenly felt something, and patted the back of her hand comfortingly, "Mom, it's okay. I believe my daughter, I can do it. As long as you stay with me, I can get through it."

"...Well, it doesn't matter even if you fail, my mother and your little uncle will protect you."

Pure blood is also risky. If it fails, Mu Nanxi is likely to be in danger, but Lan Yu and Fuguang Shangshen are fully prepared.

And Ye Junhan, he would never let anything happen to his young disciple.

Before Mu Nanxi was about to enter the cauldron, Ye Junhan held her tightly in his arms and placed thin and dense kisses on her forehead, nose, and red lips.

"Don't worry, Jun Han, I'll be fine."

The man's voice was a little hoarse. Even though he was worried, his face was still gentle, "Well, I won't let anything happen to you as a teacher."

Mu Nanxi still easily caught the worry in the man's eyes, smiled brightly at him, stood on tiptoes, and pecked his thin lips.

"Well, wait for me."

After saying that, Mu Nanxi flew into the cauldron and sat cross-legged in the furnace.

The immortal soldiers worked together to lower the lid of the cauldron, and Mu Nanxi's vision suddenly turned dark. She clenched her fists nervously, as if her calmness just now was all fake.

[Master, Bai Bai is still with you. 】

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, Bai Bai's voice sounded, and the corners of Mu Nanxi's mouth curled up. Before coming in, she let out the milkshake and water.

Now she only has the white jade ring and the Nazgul that can't be taken off to accompany her in vain.

【Um. 】

Although Lan Yu couldn't bear it, he still ordered the ceremony to begin. Fire was used to temper the blood.

Fuguang Shangshen and Lan Yu looked at each other, nodded, cast spells with both hands, and a flame flew out from the man's fingertips, igniting the bottom of the cauldron at once.

Mu Nanxi, who was in the cauldron, felt that the temperature around her was getting higher and higher. She closed her eyes and began to use the immortal energy in her body to resist.

But the temperature was getting higher and higher, and she was becoming more and more unable to withstand it. She bit her lip to prevent herself from making any sound.

Her body seemed to be on fire, burning away inch by inch of her skin, flesh, and muscles.

It was very painful and tormenting. Mu Nanxi almost bit her lower lip until it bled. Under the extreme pain, she felt that time passed very slowly.

She didn't even know how long this torture would last, so she could only endure it and endure it.

Finally, Mu Nanxi couldn't hold it back anymore and groaned in pain, and the sound clearly reached the ears of everyone outside.

Lan Yu turned away his eyes, unable to bear to look any further, and held up Shang Shen and Ye Junhan's fists hanging at their sides tightly, with forbearing expressions.

"Ah... it hurts..."

Ye Junhan was the person who understood Mu Nanxi best. In front of him, Mu Nanxi had never been the kind of person who would cry out in pain easily.

But he knew that the little disciple was actually most afraid of pain. He didn't scream in the beginning, just because of his personality.

After they got together, Mu Nanxi became very "squeamish" and learned to show weakness.

She would always deliberately cry out pain in a soft and soft voice, begging for mercy, but now... Mu Nanxi's crying out for pain was not acting coquettishly, she was really in pain.

Ye Junhan's heart seemed to be pricked by tens of thousands of needles and dripping with blood. This was not a kind of torture for him.

A phoenix is ​​reborn from the fire, so fire is very helpful in tempering blood, but the fire must burn for 81 days.

For others, 81 days passed by in the blink of an eye, but for Mu Nanxi, seconds seemed like years.

The fire was tempering her skin and flesh, her muscles and bones, and even her immortal roots bit by bit.

That kind of pain and torture is not something ordinary people can bear. At first, Mu Nanxi could moan in pain a few times, but later, the sound was almost no longer heard.

I don't know if I can't make a sound or if I don't have the strength to scream.

In fact, in the first few days, Mu Nanxi wanted to give up several times, but she thought of Ye Junhan, Yan Luochen and Nangong Li, and her mother and uncle.

And the oracle said that there was an upcoming catastrophe, so she had to force herself to be patient and persevere.

Then I collapsed again and again, and tried to convince myself to be strong again and again.

Not only did Mu Nanxi feel that seconds seemed like years, but the three people guarding outside the cauldron were suffering no less than her.

In the blink of an eye, nine days had just passed, and Fuguang Shangshen added a fire to the cauldron. The tempering fire had to be added every nine days, and each time the torture was more severe.

Almost as soon as the man finished increasing the firepower, Mu Nanxi's cry of pain sounded again in the cauldron. If it wasn't really too painful, it wouldn't be like this.

Xi'er... Ye Junhan looked at the cauldron with uncontrollable distress in his eyes, and his hands behind his back were trembling slightly.