The decaying old man slowly opened his eyes, a little dull, dull, and almost without any spirit.

Zhaoming was shocked and asked hurriedly: "Miss Axue, what's wrong?"

That kind of void made him feel nervous, as if he was dead.

Xue Yuhua shook her head: "I am not very proficient in medical skills. This technique of transforming qi and healing wounds was learned by the grass and trees monsters in the past. The technique of resolving witch curses also relies on the star power of the Zhoutian Star Dou Array. I really don't know anything else."

Sun Jiuyang leaned over and took a look, then pressed his hand on the decaying old man's chest. After a moment, he said with a smile: "There is no big problem, because the punishment he received was too cruel and unbearable. He locked his mind and entered a state of fake death. Now that his injury has recovered, even if no one helps, he should wake up within three days."

After hearing Sun Jiuyang's explanation, Zhaoming finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Goodbye Sun Jiuyang took out a talisman, muttered something, and shouted: "Wake up!"

He slapped the decaying old man's purple mansion again, and the talisman paper turned into a clear stream and flowed into the purple mansion. The decaying old man's eyes became brighter and brighter. After a moment, he heard him groaning and he was already breathing leisurely.

"Ah...huh..."

There was still a heavy breathing sound deep in his throat, which seemed very painful. Zhaoming was anxious and hurriedly asked Sun Jiuyang: "What's wrong with him? Hasn't his injury recovered?"

"You think this is the Nine-Turning Golden Pill!" Sun Jiuyang glared at him: "He has not practiced your rosy furnace body refining**. He has been locked in it for so many years, and his body has not collapsed. It is a blessing to save his life. If you want to completely recover, it should be almost done if you lie in another half a year."

Half a year is only half a year, as long as you don’t die. Zhaoming said in his heart that when he saw the decaying old man again, his voice gradually stabilized. Soon after, he seemed to have recovered his mind. He hurriedly stepped forward and squatted down and shouted softly: "Senior, senior, are you awake?"

"Where...this...this?" the decaying old man said intermittently in a faint voice.

Zhaoming hurriedly held his hand and replied softly: "Senior, this is Taishan, I am Zhaoming. We have come out of the Colosseum. You are free."

"Fight...the stadium!"

The voice was a little confused, as if I couldn't remember some things, but it became much more normal after a moment. My eyes were even more brilliant, and I said weakly: "Come out... is it? Dream... dream?"

"Not a dream, not a dream!"

Zhaoming shook his head repeatedly, and his nose felt sore. He had left the Colosseum for so many years, but he still didn't know what the witch clan used to him. He tried the Wulong method himself, and he was frightened to think about it.

"You...you..."

His eyes looked at Zhaoming, full of doubts. He seemed to be unable to recognize who he was.

Zhaoming hurriedly said, "I am Zhaoming, senior. Zhaoming is the one you rescued."

When he was in the Colosseum, his facial features were almost disfigured because of the turmoil of the true qi in his meridians, and he looked completely different, so he only recovered from his original deity at the last moment. Therefore, it was difficult for the other party to recognize him.

"Zhaoming!"

There was a surprise immediately in his eyes, and his voice became much louder: "It's really... it's you."

"It's not him, who else? Could it be that you are still thinking about dreaming?" Sun Jiuyang said with a smile.

The sound made the decaying old man stunned, his eyes turned. His eyes fell on Sun Jiuyang, and his breathing immediately stopped, struggling to raise his hand: "You...you...you...you..."

Before he finished speaking, he lowered his arm and fell into a coma again.

"Senior, senior!" Zhao Ming called out repeatedly, but he did not respond. He could only stare at Sun Jiuyang, slightly angry.

Sun Jiuyang spread his hands: "I can't blame me. Back then... well... that..., his uncle, can't even explain it clearly. To put it simply, it was my brother who did it, and I was implicated. That's it, I love to believe it or not."

Xue Yuhua, who was standing beside her, said, "He was just excited and caused him to fall into a coma. There was no danger. You will get better after a while of rest."

"Thank you Miss Axue!" Zhaoming thanked again.

Xue Yuhua frowned slightly: "Although his life has been saved, his soul has been damaged too seriously, which will have a great impact on his practice. If he cannot repair the soul, or find a unique way of practice, he should never be able to make any breakthroughs in his life."

There is no longer a breakthrough... What Xue Yuhua said made Zhao Mingru stunned by lightning. He was no longer a fledgling yellow-haired boy. It is natural to know what impact such a thing would have.

I can only stay in the Taiyi Jinxian realm for the rest of my life. If it were me, I would really feel completely disappointed.

"I can't help with the rest, you guys are just there!"

After saying this, Xue Yuhua soared into the air from the entrance of the cave and flew to the top of the mountain. Looking into the east, looking at the sun star, with thoughts on her face.

Zhaoming glanced at Xue Yuhua, but he wanted to say something but stopped. Finally, he didn't say anything, and lowered his head to look at the decaying old man.

"Stop looking, what's the use of just watching!" Sun Jiuyang patted his shoulder: "Just let him bask in the sun here. Come in with me and I will teach you how to refine the furnace and elixir, which will be good for his recovery."

It is also beneficial to the decaying old man to teach himself to refine alchemy. Zhaoming naturally would not refuse. He hurriedly instructed Shura to take care of the decaying old man, but he followed Sun Jiuyang into the cave where Xue Yuhua lived.

Sun Jiuyang found a place to sit down, Zhaoming walked over and asked, "Senior, why don't you..."

"Why don't you give him elixirs directly?" Sun Jiuyang gave Zhaoming a blank look: "You don't understand many things. I don't know what his personality is now. If he was still the same as before, he wouldn't be willing to accept my things even if he was beaten to death."

"Why do you have an unhappy time? Besides, how many people want to learn alchemy from me, but I don't teach you, and you are still talking to me. It's really itchy."

This was not a bragging, and Zhaoming did not refute it and sat down in front of Sun Jiuyang.

Sun Jiuyang took a breath, changed his usual jokes, and became serious: "The method of refining alchemy has three ways: upper, middle and lower. This has nothing to do with the level of the elixir being refined, and has nothing to do with the quality of the medicinal materials used. It is purely a method. To put it bluntly. At most, the lower path can produce the third grade elixir, and the middle path can produce the fifth grade elixir. As for the upper path, I can't explain it clearly."

"The next path is the simplest and most primitive way to refine alchemy. Put the needed medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace. Roast with flames to remove the dew and retain the essence, and refine the elixir. This is the method used by low-level alchemists. To put it nicely, it is alchemy. To put it directly, it is just boiling medicine."

"The middle way is to straighten the efficacy of each medicinal material, and to combine it with the appropriate vital energy to refine alchemy according to a certain order of medicine. It is simple to say, but it is actually quite difficult. Even I cannot explain all the medicinal properties of each medicinal material."

"The highest way is to be the real realm of a master of alchemy, comprehend the mystery of the world, and use the alchemy furnace as the heaven and earth, just like Pangu creating the world, treating various medicinal materials as Yin and Yang, Five Elements, and the three chaotic talents. All the fires of the furnace create a new world."

"A alchemist who can reach this level is all over the world. I only know that the three of them are all in the world and are hard to see."

"In my opinion, my own level is between the middle way and the upper way, and you are between the lower way and the middle way..."

Sun Jiuyang said that he was teaching Zhaoming to refine a furnace of elixirs, but it seemed that this was not the case. Instead, he talked directly from the basics of elixirs, as if he was a Taoist.

This is the orthodox way of elixir. Zhaoming has heard of many things, but after Sun Jiuyang plus his unique insights, the feeling was completely different.

When he was talking about alchemy, Zhaoming could be said to be a mountain, and water. He had not been taught by others and had almost only self-taught, and he was very concerned about many things on the surface.

After Sun Jiuyang explained this, he felt that seeing a mountain is not a mountain, but seeing water is not a water.

Zhaoming was very interested in the way of alchemy. Now Sun Jiuyang is serious about teaching, and he feels like he hit it off.

After several days of this theory, Sun Jiuyang stopped temporarily.

Zhaoming remembered the situation of the decaying old man, and hurriedly returned to the entrance of the cave to visit him. He found that he was still not awake, but he could feel that his energy and spirit had improved greatly.

"Don't worry, I can't die if I say it!" Sun Jiuyang said with a smile, took out an alchemy furnace and ordered: "I have talked about a lot of basic things, but now I'm practicing alchemy."

"This guy's soul was damaged and his vitality was severely damaged. There was no Nine-Turn Golden Pill, so he could only refine the Peach Resurrection Pill to replace it."

"Peach?" Zhaoming was stunned, then frowned and said, "I don't have one!"

Sun Jiuyang immediately turned his hand and took out a peach with a big head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I have this thing. To refine the best peach regeneration pill, you have to use peaches that are ripe every nine thousand years. This thing is only available to the two sisters of the Su family. Su Yuexin asked me to help her collect peach trees, how could I not make some hard work?"

But he immediately shook his head again: "That girl is also cruel. She took more than a dozen peaches of her and asked me to lead her spiritual veins into the West Kunlun Mountain. It's such a hard work. I wouldn't take them if I had known."

Zhaoming suddenly realized at this time. No wonder Queen Mother Jin and Queen Mother Xi looked unhappy that day. It was obvious that Sun Jiuyang took the opportunity to steal the peach. It was just because of their relationship, it was difficult to explain clearly, so he asked him to lead the spiritual vein into the mountain as a price.

"Where are other materials?" Zhaoming asked again.

Judging from the name of this elixir, Peach should be the main medicine, but other materials may not be cheap either.

Sun Jiuyang waved his hand: "Don't worry, since I'm going to teach you, I'm naturally ready to prepare, and there are all medicinal materials."

After hearing Sun Jiuyang's arrangements were so appropriate, Zhaoming suddenly felt a knot in his heart, and looked at him and asked suspiciously: "You shouldn't have any purpose, right?"

This is definitely not Sun Jiuyang's personality, Zhaoming dares not take advantage of this guy.

"Look at what you said, is I, Sun Jiuyang, such a person?" Sun Jiuyang immediately glared with a brow, with a blame, and then said seriously: "To refine this pill, you must have a certain understanding of the superior way."

"Under normal circumstances, you will definitely not be able to refine it with your ability, but you are lucky. Now in Taishan... As long as you can ask Xue Yuhua to help you run the Zhoutian Star Dou array for you to observe, it is naturally not a problem to refine the Peach Resurrection Pill."
Chapter completed!