Fifteen minutes later, under Ning Daoyuan's arrangement, several big shots gathered in a spacious room, and each of them received a pill and took it.

After taking it, only ten breaths were enough. Mr. Qian was the first to jump up and said with pain: "No, my stomach hurts so much."

This scared the little nurse beside her.

Although Mr. Qian retired, his eldest son was the head of the province. If Mr. Qian had a few things here, it would be a disaster.

Ning Daoyuan was not nervous when he heard this. He smiled and reached out and pressed his hand on Mr. Qian's pulse.

"No problem, just help the money and go to the toilet." A few seconds later, Ning Daoyuan ordered lightly.

It was only seven or eight minutes before and after, all the old men present shouted that their stomachs were hurt, and the toilet was overcrowded for a moment.

After the solution was resolved, the old men returned to the big room one by one, but before they could stay for a long time, they rushed to the toilet one by one like flying.

Within an hour, everyone went in and out of the toilet, and finally squatted on the toilet and stopped moving.

This really scared the medical staff in the sanatorium to the point of being possessed. If Ning Daoyuan, the famous medical master, could have been able to stay in the temple, he might have done everything he could to implement emergency rescue measures for several elderly and weak bosses.

Ye Qingyue was also worried at this moment and came to Ning Daoyuan anxiously and said, "Old Ning, my grandfather and the others are fine. They can't stand such troubles at this age!"

Ning Daoyuan smiled and said, "You can withstand it, don't worry, this is just the beginning."

"What's the beginning?" Ye Qingyue always had some bad premonitions and said uneasy.

Ning Daoyuan thought for a while and instructed: "You can make someone prepare for bathing and changing clothes, your grandfather and the others will need it later."

"ah?"

Ye Qingyue was confused and went as she told him.

As expected, Ning Daoyuan was like a premonition. After several old men who were so tired that they stopped having diarrhea, they returned to the big room not long after they were sweating like rain and shouted "Ren Hehe".

Almost all of them took off their shirtlessness.

The black sweat with a pungent smell of fishy smell flowed down from them like a waterfall, and even fainted on the spot.

The old men who washed away their bodies and took a fresh bath walked out of the main building with laughter.

Everyone's energy reached the peak that they had never had ten years ago, and the many medical staff in the sanatorium were all staring at each other.

"Old Sun, you have the most ideas. Tell me, why do we thank Master Chu for this great kindness?"

"To be honest, I can't think of anything."

"What a person is that of the outer alchemy sect? It is beyond the world and what we can give, and it is not rare for others to give."

"That's right, but this love is too great, I feel sorry for it!"

Ye Long waved his hand and called Ye Qingyue to come over.

"Baby granddaughter, give me some advice."

Seeing that my grandfather was not only free from the danger of dying of blood and blood at any time, but also full of energy like never before, Ye Qingyue was grateful to Chu Muchen from the bottom of her heart.

Hearing this, she frowned and thought for a while, clapped her hands and said, "Today, Master Chu brought his sister here. Master Chu's affection is not worthy, so it's not impossible to return it to his sister."

“It makes sense!”

"Xiao Qingyue is right."

"Let's go and have a look together, Master Chu's sister."

"Xiao Qingyue, you come and lead the way."

As they spoke, the old men formed a group to the lotus pond south of the sanatorium.

However, in the alchemy room, perhaps he was empathetic to Ding Jiu's elixir becoming a fool. Chu Muchen was rarely patient and guided Ding Jiu's elixir to refine a furnace of the most basic "Zuan Enlargement Pill".

At this moment, Ding Jiuzhong was excitedly holding the elixir out of the oven, and even his eyes were red.

Two years, two full years.

I, Ding Jiuzhong, finally refined a furnace of pills!

While excited, Ding Jiuzhong had a whimsical decision in his heart.

He carefully collected a furnace into a elixir, and Ding Jiuzhong actually put his head in his head and bowed.

"Master Chu is above, please accept Ding Jiuzhong as his disciple."

If someone who knows Ding Jiuzhong's name sees this scene, he will be frightened.

But he has always been a wise man. In the monk circle, he also has a nickname of "Crazy Ding", and there is no sign of old age in his eyes.

He had just regarded Chu Muchen as his idol, and now he had given him guidance to refine the pill, and he had long believed that Chu Muchen was the perfect sect of the Dan Sect.

What other ways can help him make his alchemy progress more rapidly than to become a master of the Dan Sect?

Therefore, at this moment, Ding Jiuchong could no longer suppress his thoughts of becoming a disciple.

The master at the peak of martial arts unity actually worships a young man whose cultivation is even inferior to his level.

In the huge world of cultivators, there is really no second one who can do such unscrupulous things except Crazy Ding.

Chu Muchen would not feel that he was not qualified to accept the apprentice at the peak level, let alone that he was unwilling to accept it.

"Why should I accept you as my disciple?" Chu Muchen frowned and said with disgust.

Yes, why?

Ding Jiuchong was stunned when asked. The master of martial arts who had become crazy about alchemy thought about it and tried to say, "I can fight, but I can fight very well. If the master has any enemy that he can't beat, I will leave it to me."

Chu Muchen was determined to refuse and began to make excuses and said, "You are much older than me, and your cultivation is even higher than me. If I accept you as my disciple, others will laugh at you. How can you deal with yourself in the world of monks in the future?"

"There is no good or bad at learning, and those who are good at it are the first. If anyone dares to make fun of it, I will pull off his head." Ding Jiuchong seemed to be determined to become a disciple and said fiercely.

Chu Muchen had done this in the Star Realm and knew the pros and cons of it.

The advantageous ones are more likely to do things, and they don’t have to do everything themselves. The disadvantage ones are more responsible, and teaching disciples also requires energy and time.

To be honest, after returning to Earth, Chu Muchen never thought about accepting disciples, let alone accepting an apprentice whose cultivation level is even better than his current level.

"It's not appropriate."

Chu Muchen said helplessly: "You worship me as your teacher just to improve your alchemy skills, but you have never even had a strange fire."

"Let's do this, when one day there will be a strange fire in your palm, I will accept you as your disciple."

Ding Jiuchong opened his leopard eyes wide and said seriously: "Master Chu is serious?"

"really."

Chu Muchen intended to use this excuse to get rid of Ding Jiuzhong's entanglement.

After all, strange fire is not easy to obtain. Even if it is obtained, it takes great risks to refine it for your own use.

If you are not careful, the tragic disaster of burning the five internal organs and melting the skin and bones when refining the strange fire will occur.

Based on this reason, I believe that for a while, the bearded man who became crazy about elixir in front of me would not be so persistent.

But what I never expected was that the moment Chu Muchen uttered the word "sincere".

Ding Jiuchong gritted his teeth and took out a purple-red bead from his mustard seed ring and squeezed it out.

"boom"

The bead exploded, and a ball of red and purple flames rose up, wrapping Ding Jiu's roll into it.

This guy actually has a strange fire, but he has not been refined.

At this moment, after receiving Chu Muchen's acceptance, Ding Jiuchong did not make any preparations and resolutely refined it in the classroom.

Refining a strange fire has always been a difficult thing like a disaster. It is rare to find a strange fire, and it is even more rare to refining it for yourself.

This is also the reason why Ding Jiu's level has obtained the strange fire but has not been refined yet.

The flames burned, Ding Jiuzhong endured the heart-wrenching pain and used his skills to crazily, using the attempt to melt the fire into his body and return to the original source.

But this strange fire was not controlled by it at all. Not only did it not merge into the body with the will, it released a fiercer and more violent flame, and became stronger and stronger.

If Ding Jiuzhong had not reached the peak of his physical body that had reached an unprecedented level, just in terms of physical body strength, even Fang Xuan Pavilion's Tiangang Golden Body would be three points inferior. If it were the peak of ordinary unity, he would probably have burned the belt bones to ashes at this moment.

Even though Chu Muchen knew countless people, he could not help but be shocked by Ding Jiuchong's stupidity and fearlessness of death when he saw this scene.

This bearded man is really brave to be a life-threatening person!

Even when the deity refined the Green Lotus Star Flame, its cultivation level had reached the peak of the earth's realm, it had to search for a thousand-year-old ice cave to suppress the firepower before it was completed.

He was fine, he did it just by doing it, it was no different from seeking death.

Well, for your persistence and fearlessness of death, I will fulfill you.

Seeing that Ding Jiu's breath was getting weaker and weaker by the flames, Chu Muchen still couldn't bear it after all.

A green lotus bloomed in its palm, and was gently pushed into the flames around Ding Jiu's body by Chu Muchen.

"I will use the star flame as my guide to help you with your strength. Just use your skills with all your strength and open the purple palace to absorb the strange fire."

The green lotus star flame is the innate spiritual fire. I don’t know how much more powerful the strange fire that is being refined at the moment of Ding Jiu’s level is. Then, it will suppress the red and purple flames and compress it into a ball of flame the size of a palm.

Half an hour later, Ding Jiuchong spread his body with relief. Although his whole body was charred and there were many burns, his hair, beard and eyebrows were burned out, and his image was simply not satisfactory.

This guy learned and used it now. He spread his palms and shouted hoarsely, "Come on fire."
To be continued...