Chapter 14 Thrown onto the Bed

The group of men in black still hadn't recovered from their shock. At first, they thought that Lin Fan had only a little bit of strength. After all, he was just a young lad. How could he possibly compare to them, these professionally trained bodyguards?

After Lin Fan knocked down three people in a row, they still thought that Lin Fan had just taken advantage of their lack of precautions.

It was not until the man just now fell. He couldn't even last one move against Lin Fan. They finally realized that the Lin Fan in front of them was not as simple as they had imagined.

At this moment, Lin Fan had already come in front of them. He didn't give them a chance to speak at all. His figure shuttled through the group like a ghost. Wherever Lin Fan went, there were screams.

The group of people stood there in a daze. They wanted to turn from defense to offense, but they simply couldn't see Lin Fan's figure clearly, and they couldn't even see Lin Fan's attacks clearly.

They only knew that a gust of wind flashed in front of them, and then a sharp pain would come from somewhere on their bodies.

As one person after another fell, a look of fear finally appeared on the faces of the remaining people.

Now they understood why Grandpa Liang thought so highly of this young man, Lin Fan, and even came to visit him in person.

In a short while, the group of people had all fallen.

Lin Fan stood up, shook his hands, and said coldly, "Get out of here quickly. Don't let me see you again."

All of them had ferocious expressions and looked in pain. They were all lying on the ground moaning, each of them gently rubbing their painful spots.

However, upon hearing Lin Fan's words, all of them felt as if they were in an ice cave and couldn't help but shiver.

"Stop your screaming, or be careful that you'll lose your tongues," Lin Fan said suddenly as he walked to the door of the small courtyard and turned back.

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole space suddenly fell into silence. All of them looked at Lin Fan with fear and lay on the ground without daring to move.

After returning to the room, Lin Fan casually threw his backpack onto the bed and then walked directly into the bathroom.

At present, his cultivation level had been stabilized, but the cultivation speed was still not fast enough. Although his body was strong enough and his physical quality was extremely high, he still needed a Foundation Establishment Pill.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan decided to find some time to refine the pill.

He looked down at his body and nodded in satisfaction.

Early the next morning, Lin Fan woke up. Looking at the time, it was already half past ten in the morning, but Lin Fan had no intention of going to school at all.

For himself now, he had already completed all the courses. Going to school again would just be a waste of time.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan decided to refine the Foundation Establishment Pill today.

However, there was a problem that stumped Lin Fan. There was no alchemy furnace on Earth, and there was no real fire needed for alchemy either. What could he use to refine the pill?

After a moment, a flash of light appeared in Lin Fan's eyes, and he walked straight outside.

Half an hour later, Lin Fan returned home carrying a high-pressure gas stove.

Although he was carrying a high-pressure gas stove in his hand, Lin Fan's steps were still extremely steady, as if the high-pressure gas stove in his hand was just a backpack.

Soon, Lin Fan placed the high-pressure gas stove in the kitchen, took out one by one the medicinal herbs he had bought long ago and brought them to the kitchen. Then he took off his upper clothes and was only wearing a pair of big shorts, ready to start refining the pill.

He plugged in the high-pressure gas stove, placed a iron pot on it, and turned the fire to the maximum. Lin Fan stood aside and watched the iron pot indifferently.

Soon, the iron pot was burning red. Although it hadn't reached the temperature required for alchemy yet, Lin Fan knew that this was probably the maximum limit of the high-pressure gas stove. Compared with a gas tank, the high-pressure gas stove was already a good tool for alchemy.

Lin Fan washed his hands clean, then took the prepared medicinal herbs to the side. According to the order of refining the Foundation Establishment Pill, he slowly put the first medicinal herb into the iron pot.

As the medicinal herb fell, a thick cloud of black smoke suddenly burst out from the iron pot, and a burning smell filled the whole kitchen.

If it were an ordinary person, they would definitely be choked and unable to recover.

But there was no change in Lin Fan's expression. He looked around, found the exhaust fan, and after fumbling for a while, finally turned on the exhaust fan.

As Lin Fan put in the second medicinal herb, the thick black smoke in the iron pot rose again.

Seeing this, Lin Fan raised his eyebrows slightly. In his previous life in the cultivation world, when refining pills, he used an alchemy furnace. And the alchemy furnace only had a small opening for putting in medicinal herbs, so he had never seen such a scene before.

However, as more and more medicinal herbs were put into the iron pot, the thick black smoke and the burning smell filling the kitchen gradually decreased.

Just then, a colorful light slowly spilled out from the iron pot. At first, the color was faint, and then the color became more and more intense, and the light became more and more dazzling.

Lin Fan stood in front of the iron pot, quietly watching the situation inside the iron pot.

Alchemy, as the name implies, was to extract the essence of heaven and earth from the medicinal herbs and then refine them into pills.

However, each medicinal herb had its own properties, and the amount of essence contained in each medicinal herb was also different.

So, no matter who it was, every time they refined pills, there were always some medicinal herbs whose essence would be left over.

At this moment, in the room, the dazzling colorful light was formed by the excess essence overflowing out.

Lin Fan was still throwing medicinal herbs into the iron pot at this time, and the colorful light in the room became even stronger.

An hour and a half later, Lin Fan looked up and saw that the inside of the iron pot was already a mess. Lin Fan couldn't help but blink.

There was a dull "bang" sound.

Lin Fan instinctively stepped back, and a faint ripple quickly rose on his body.

Obviously, the iron pot had exploded. In an instant, the whole kitchen was splattered with thick black and yellow substances.

The ripple on Lin Fan's body disappeared. He approached the iron pot again and slowly added medicinal herbs to the iron pot, ignoring everything in the kitchen.

Time passed quietly. In the blink of an eye, five hours had passed, and there had been three explosions. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans were constantly dripping from Lin Fan's forehead.

He looked up at the inside of the iron pot, shook his hands, and directly turned off the high-pressure gas stove.

Just then, there was a rapid knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Lin Fan washed his hands and said indifferently.

Outside the door, Gu Yajing looked surprised and said loudly, "Lin Fan, is that you inside?"

Hearing the voice, Lin Fan let out a slight sigh. Fortunately, he had passed the most critical stage.

He looked at the inside of the pot. In fact, refining pills was also simple. The first step was to condense the essence of the medicinal herbs. When all the essence was condensed, it was just a matter of waiting for it to automatically condense into a pill.

After half a day of explosions, the essence of the medicinal herbs had barely been extracted. Whether it could become a pill or not now depended on itself.

He picked up the pot lid and covered the iron pot, then walked straight towards the door.

The moment he opened the door, Gu Yajing suddenly took a step back.

Lin Fan looked at Gu Yajing in front of him, who looked at him in disbelief, without saying a word.

"You... aren't you cooking?" Gu Yajing peeked into the kitchen, a trace of surprise flashed across her small face, and she asked softly.