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After the shell melted, it turned into a golden color, causing the soup in the medicine pot to become even richer.

However, at this moment, Jiang Wuchen discovered that on the edge of the medicine pot, a very minute crack had appeared, "This kind of pig iron medicine pot is unable to endure burning, at this moment, a crack has already appeared. I really don't know how much longer it will last.

We'll leave it to fate and join Yellowstone!" While speaking, in order to speed up the melting process, Jiang Wuchen threw the yellowstone into the medicine pot.

As the yellowstone was thrown in, a strange, pungent smell assaulted their nostrils.

Uncle Zhong continued to place the peach wood into the small furnace under the medicine pot. The dryer beside him continued to blow on it, and the fierce firewood continued to emit sizzling sounds.

"Fire or slow …" Jiang Wuchen looked at the unmoving yellowstone in the cauldron and was a little worried. The cracks on the sides were growing deeper and deeper, maybe in the next moment, the medicine pot would split open, and all of his previous efforts would be for naught.

A Grandmaster could release Internal Strength outside of the body. If the Internal Strength was added into the pill refining process, the effect should be able to increase.

Jiang Wuchen had never refined a Pill before in the Infernal Realm, so he basically wouldn't do this kind of work with Jiang Liu and Zi Yang, the two old guys, by his side.

He remembered that Zi Yang had once said that some of the stronger Cultivator s could refine Pill s using their own innate fire instead of Ming Huo, and the Internal Strength would help them increase their pill refining efficiency.

"Let's give it a try!" Jiang Wuchen immediately said: "Uncle Zhong, please step back a little."

"Young Master, what do you want to do?"

"Fire Internal Strength!" Jiang Wuchen said.

"Huh?" The Uncle Zhong was surprised and quickly retreated.

With just a thought, Jiang Wuchen drew out the Internal Strength's aura from his dantian. Following the flow of the meridians, it spurted out of his palm and landed on the flames.

In just a split-second, the orange colored flame suddenly soared into the air and ignited a huge flame, enveloping the entire medicine pot. The intensity of the fire increased by more than ten times.

"Damn, he's so awesome!" Jiang Wuchen was overjoyed, "If I had known this would happen, I would have used the Internal Strength a long time ago."

The fierce fire began to burn the pig iron medicine pot until it was completely red. The thick liquid inside kept rolling. This liquid was neither water nor oil, and it didn't evaporate. It only started to violently jump in the pot.

The shattered topaz began to melt faster.

However, at the same time, the cracks on the edge of the pot of pig iron also began to expand, emitting a slight 'ka ka' sound.

"Young Master, I'm worried that this wok is about to run out." Uncle Zhong could not help but ask.

Jiang Wuchen nodded, "I saw it." With that, he extended his other hand towards the medicine pot, causing the Internal Strength to spread out and cover the cracks, preventing the cracks from continuing.

The powerful flames were unparalleled at this moment, the yellowstones had completely melted in the blink of an eye.

The increase in the fire's intensity had also caused Jiang Wuchen to begin to feel that his Internal Strength was lacking. He had merely advanced to the Grandmaster Realm.

Very quickly, Jiang Wuchen's forehead was covered in sweat, and his red-hot, roasted face had turned pale white.

"Young master, if you can't do it, then take a rest." Uncle Zhong said with concern.

Jiang Wuchen shook his head. The Uncle Zhong did not know that there was a big taboo in refining Pill s, it could not be stopped halfway. The flames could also only go from low to high, they absolutely could not go from high to low.

"Uncle Zhong, join the Blossom Mask!" Jiang Wuchen said.

"Ah?" "Yes." The Uncle Zhong placed the Blossom Mask, which Jiang Wuchen had prepared just now, into the medicinal pot.

The mimosa was the easiest to melt. It was a dried up grey-green plant, and as it melted, the color in the pot turned brown and became thicker.

The thick liquid rolled and throbbed in the medicine pot.

Gradually, the beating sound became louder and louder, until it sounded like the sound of a drum.

Within the medicinal pot, the liquid had already turned into solid. The drum-like sound was caused by these solid objects.

"Dan is about to succeed." Jiang Wuchen clenched his teeth. From the moment he spread out the Internal Strength to now, he already felt like he was hollowing out.

The consumption of Internal Strength s in refining pills was simply too great.

At this moment, the color of fish was revealed from the east. The night sky wasn't that dark anymore, and the sky was about to brighten.

"Young master, the fruit trees are almost burnt out. What should we do?" This moment was extremely critical. Jiang Wuchen did not dare to move recklessly while he remained seated cross-legged, and it would take at least half an hour for Uncle Zhong to carry the fruit again.

"No need, it's over." Jiang Wuchen growled, and a majestic Qi suddenly spread out.

At this moment, dozens of Pill jumped out of the pot.

With a wave of his hand, the Internal Strength was brought out and the ten Pill s were caught in his hands.

It was smooth and round, and it flickered with a faint brilliance.

Success, High Rank Huangyao Pill!

Jiang Wuchen's body loosened and collapsed onto the ground, his entire body was drenched in sweat like the rain, "Uncle Zhong, find me something, it's best if it's a porcelain or jade bottle."

"Oh, oh." Uncle Zhong quickly went downstairs. A few minutes later, he ran up with a large enamel jar in his hands. "I couldn't find it.

"Hahaha, good." Jiang Wuchen placed the Pill inside.

When the remaining warmth disappeared, Uncle Zhong would also start to clean up the trash around this time.

The iron pot placed on top of the stove was crushed into a dozen pieces with a 'kacha' sound. The metal pieces scattered on the ground, especially the ones on the outside. They had actually turned into a pile of iron.

Jiang Wuchen walked over and carefully put away the wok. At the bottom of the wok, there was still the strong aroma of Pill, "Uncle Zhong, put this wok away properly.

"Yes sir!" Uncle Zhong placed all of these things into a box and carried it down.

The sky was bright, the sky was blue, and there was a light autumn wind blowing. After the sweat had disappeared, Jiang Wuchen felt a slight chill.

When the remaining warmth from the Huangyao Pill dissipated, Jiang Wuchen took out the enamel tea cup and looked inside. Inside, there were a total of twelve Pill.

After the roof was cleaned, Jiang Wuchen and Uncle Zhong returned home together.

Zhong Zhenzhen was still taking care of LEE Lee's mother at the hospital and there were only the two of them in the house. Jiang Wuchen returned to his bedroom and first washed the filth off his body, then sat on the side of the bed and took out a Pill and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation.

The reason he refined it was to consume it, Pill, it was better to eat it while it was hot.

Huangyao Pill could increase the cultivation of a Grandmaster, and its specific function was to strengthen the Internal Strength, through which it could increase the cultivation.

But to truly raise his cultivation, just raising the Internal Strength was not enough, he still needed to break through his acupuncture points.