His cold noodle master had no intention of coming out of the Dan room at all.

With the spar in his hand, Zuo Mo decided to hone his alchemy. At the very least, the most basic pills like Bigu pills should not have the problem of success rate. After buying the materials from Senior Sister Xu Qing, Zuo Mo began to practice desperately refining the Bigu Pill. Income and expenses can be basically equal, and the biggest problem for Zuo Mo is to try to avoid failure. Once refining failure, it means the loss of three second-grade spars.

His proficiency had now increased dramatically, and the refining process had been drastically shortened from the previous five hours to three hours. But the price is also huge, and his more than 20 second-grade spars have all been squandered by him, all of which are caused by failure. But thinking about the future, I can only grit my teeth and admit it.

Today this is the last material, if the refining is successful, it will just pay off the three second-grade spars that are owed to Senior Sister Xu Qing. These days, he has become familiar with Senior Sister Xu Qing, and he buys medicinal materials to refine medicine every day, and he can also pay it on credit now.

Zuo Mo didn't want to owe foreign debts, and after refining this Bigu Pill, he planned to rest for a while and wait for the elixir in the spiritual field to mature. Although there was only one material, he was not nervous. These days, he has been refining with high intensity and repeatedly, and now he is very proficient in the refining process of Bigu Pill. I don't know if it's a problem with his senses, but his head seems to be much better now. It wasn't weak before, but it always made him feel a little cloudy, but now it's a little bit like it's cleared.

Could it be that cultivating "Fetal Breath Refining God" can still make people smarter?

This idea was so nonsensical that even Zuo Mo thought it was ridiculous and threw it aside.

As usual, Zuo Mo threw all kinds of medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace, put his hand on the gossip plate, and refined it. The divine consciousness is particularly sensitive to changes in spiritual power, and he can even occasionally feel the changes in the spiritual power of the medicinal herbs in the furnace, some of which are stimulated, some of which are fleeting, and some of which are gradually fading......

Although he was already very familiar with Bigu Pill, this kind of spiritual power change and fluctuation between medicinal materials every time he still couldn't help but be fascinated.

Unconsciously, his spirit was in a trance, and his hands attached to the gossip plate suddenly changed his posture as if he was enchanted.

A pale golden ray of light fell from the sky and fell into his hand, folding towards the alchemy furnace.

After a long time, he gradually regained his consciousness, and when he saw this golden thread, he was dumbfounded, how did he transport "Red Flame Jue"?

He immediately became a spirit, damn it! Don't destroy this furnace of elixir! He still owes Xu Qing's junior sister three second-grade spars, if this furnace pill is refined, it will really be a foreign debt.

The divine sense passed through the alchemy furnace, and there was no reaction inside, Zuo Mo's heart suddenly burst out, and he hurriedly opened the alchemy furnace.

A green Dandong lay quietly, Zuo Mo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it seemed that it was not abolished. picked up the Bigu Pill and was about to put it in the bag, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a golden light out of the corner of his eye, he was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly took the Bigu Pill in his hand to his eyes and looked at it carefully.

After looking closely, I found that this Bigu Pill was a little different from the Bigu Pill that had been refined before. The color is dark green, not turquoise, and if you look closely, you can also find that there are extremely fine gold lines mixed with stars, from which the golden light that Zuo Mo captured just now came from. And the amount of money to start with is slightly heavier than that of ordinary Bigu pills.

Is this still a Bigu pill? Zuo Mo had no bottom in his heart.

Eat it and try it, Zuo Mo doesn't dare. Throw it away and be reluctant, sell it to Xu Qing's junior sister, Zuo Mo is afraid that he will trap others. He knew that this change must have been caused by his mind subconsciously using the "Red Flame Technique". It stands to reason that "Red Flame Jue" is the essence of the sun, and its nature is fire, so it will not be harmful.

After thinking about it for a long time, he still planned to keep this pill and wait for the master to come out of the pill room and ask what was going on.

It has been more than ten days since the master entered the Danfang, and the door of the Danfang has always been closed. Sometimes Zuo Mo couldn't help but think, could it be that all cultivators who were powerful in alchemy were in such a situation?

The task of alchemy was completed early, and the master showed no signs of coming out of the Dan room in half a day, so Zuo Mo decided to stick to his cultivation. Ling Zhifu's five methods, under the existing conditions, he has already cultivated to the end, and if he wants to go further, he needs to have the jade slip behind.

In addition to practicing fingering every day to avoid being rusty, the rest of the time, he focused on cultivating the "Fetal Breath Refining God" and refining the sword intent.

He didn't know if the word quenching was a generic term, but he thought it was very vivid. Now his sword intent is only slightly rudimentary, like a sword embryo, which needs to be constantly tempered and polished before it can become a sword. Uncle Xin Yan's sword intent was deeply imprinted in his mind, and under that earth-shattering sword intent, he had died countless times.

What he needed to do was to try his best to imitate Uncle Shi's sword intent. Even if you can't be god-like, at least you have to be like, so that you can at least bluff people.

He is determined, and he will never make a move until he has to do so in the future. Even Yu Bai can see where he came from, if he falls into the eyes of his masters and uncles, it will be strange if he does not arouse suspicion. Uncle Xin Yan has never taught him, and when he asked, he was afraid that the existence of the Pu Demon could not be hidden. When he thought of Uncle Xin Yan's cold gaze, Zuo Mo was like a man's back.

No matter what sect you are in, stealing a teacher is definitely a felony.

Zuo Mo now regrets the last time he made a move in Dongfeng, who would have thought that Yu Bai's eyes were so sharp, and he would actually break the way of his sword intent in one mouth.

But it's useless to regret it now, anyway, the soldiers will block, the water will cover the earth, and you will not be afraid to wear shoes with bare feet. Instead, he practiced more seriously.

He can't run the flying sword, so he can only use the "Gengjin Jue" to do it. He practiced carefully one by one, and he was practicing some of the basic sword techniques in the jade slip that Senior Brother Wei Sheng gave him. I didn't feel it before, but now that I have a little bit of sword intent, Zuo Mo found that although these basic sword techniques are simple, they are all extremely important. That's why he turned around and re-cultivated these basic sword techniques.

Before this, Zuo Mo had never cultivated a sword, and this aspect was blank. was slashed countless times by the Pu Demon with Uncle Xin Yan's sword intent, and finally understood. But after all, his foundation is too poor, and even if he has enlightenment, he is like a rootless root, and if he is not stabilized, this bit of spirituality will quickly wear away.

Because of this, he now went back to cultivating these most basic sword techniques.

These most basic sword techniques were all summarized by Wei Sheng in countless bloody battles, and they were solid and effective. And Zuo Mo, who had appreciated a trace of sword intent, was able to examine these basic sword techniques from a higher height, and he was extremely quick to learn. And these basic sword techniques can fill the lack of Zuo Mo's bottom layer.

In the West Wind Courtyard, Zuo Mo practiced these basic sword techniques alone.

The sword technique is very simple, and you can learn it as soon as you learn it, but Zuo Mo is like a demon, and he practices it tirelessly over and over again.

Before he met Pu Demon, before he didn't have Senior Brother Wei Sheng, the "Little ** Trick" he was best at was honed little by little like this. He never counted on any epiphany or anything like that, and in his opinion, there was nothing more tangible than a skill honed little by little.

Behind the more gorgeous and delicate things, the more boring and lonely there is.

The cultivation of "Fetal Breath Refining God" is also handy, and the spiritual power has increased steadily, compared to the increase in divine consciousness is much more rapid. He is like an ascetic, he has a very full schedule every day, and he refuses to waste any time.

Thankfully, the damn madwoman didn't bother him during this time.

That's how time flowed.

A sword light flew in the sky, Zuo Mo, who was practicing sword skills in the courtyard, stopped, and the master came out.

Jumping on the roof, turning over the back of the gray-beaked goose, the gray-beaked goose cleared up, spread its wings and flew into the air, carrying Zuo Mo in the direction of Fangyuan.

Yoshi-in.

Shi Fengrong's face was faintly tired, and the alchemy that lasted for more than a month was also very depleting to her. When Zuo Mo arrived, Xu Qing was telling her about the situation of the hospital during this time.

Seeing Zuo Mo coming, Shi Fengrong's face turned cold: "Your five Bigu Pills can be refined?"

"It's been refined. Zuo Mo bowed his head and offered the five Bigu pills that had been prepared a long time ago.

Shi Fengrong's face paleled slightly, motioned for Xu Qing to accept it, and said slowly: "Yes, it seems that you are not lazy." You are new to alchemy, and you can ask any questions now. Xu Qing on the side showed envy, although she was the first disciple of the outer sect of the Fang Academy, and she also won Shi Fengrong's trust, but she could only learn, but she had no right to ask questions. However, she quickly settled down, she was not kicked out, but she was allowed to sit in on the hearing, which was a rare opportunity.

When Zuo Mo heard this, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked a few questions that he had been wondering about.

Shi Fengrong also answered them one by one.

Zuo Mo suddenly remembered the pill he had refined with "Chiyan Jue", and hurriedly took it out: "Master, this is the pill I inadvertently refined once, it seems to be different from the Bigu Pill, the disciple doesn't know what it is, and I ask the master to know it." ”

Shi Fengrong took the pill, couldn't help but sigh lightly, and looked at it carefully.

After a while, she asked, "Tell me how you made it." ”

Zuo Mo explained the entire refining process in detail, and when he said that he had inadvertently cast the "Red Flame Technique", Shi Fengrong had an understanding.

After Zuo Mo finished speaking, Shi Fengrong said: "This Bigu Pill, which introduces the essence of the sun, has medicinal properties to yang, and can be included in the list of first-grade elixirs." After taking it, it can make people excited and stimulate spiritual power, but I am afraid that the sequelae are not small afterwards. I haven't seen this elixir yet, you can name it yourself. Find your Uncle Yan Le to sell it on behalf of you and earn some spars. ”

Zuo Mo asked stupidly: "How much can this one sell?"

Shi Fengrong Yurong turned cold: "Go and ask yourself." After speaking, he ignored Zuo Mo.

Zuo Mo didn't know where he offended his cold noodle master, so he had to retire in a curt. But soon, he was happy again, and he had unintentionally refined a spirit elixir. Bigu Pill can only be regarded as an elixir, not a elixir at all, let alone a product. Zuo Moke is clear, but as long as the elixir can be entered, the price is definitely not low.

For Zuo Mo, who was in dire need of spars, what excites him more than finding a way to earn spars?

Countless hedrons waved at him......

He wondered in his heart, when would he go to find Uncle Yan Le.