Listening to Han Mo’s question, Uncle Luo nodded and nodded and asked, "Han Mo, how is your teacher's strength? Is he a master of pharmacy?"

"My teacher..." Han Mo was a little reluctant to speak. Although the teacher was superb in the refining skills, he could not find him now. Moreover, the teacher was far away in the Kuanglan Empire, even if he wanted to help Uncle Luo, he was still not capable enough.

Seeing that Han Mo didn't say anything, Uncle Luo's excited expression became much more indifferent, thinking that Han Mo's teacher was not a master.

Han Mo sighed and frowned, "I don't know the teacher's strength, but it's definitely very strong. He is superb in refining medicine. However, he is uncertain and is far away in the Kuanglan Empire. Even if he finds it and wants to help you, it will not be a matter of half a day."

"Then is the master?" Uncle Luo asked again uncertainly.

"Master... Well, maybe he is even more master than master." Han Mo nodded and replied. Han Mo admired the teacher's refining skills from the bottom of his heart. He had seen Puhuis's refining skills. Although he was the first in the empire, Han Mo felt that the difference between his level and the teacher was really not a little bit. In this way, Puhuis's like should be considered a master, and the teacher should be considered a master.

After getting Han Mo's confirmation, Uncle Luo was extremely excited in his eyes. He originally thought he was not a master, but now Han Mo said that he was even more master than the master. The hope that he was about to be extinguished was ignited again. He grabbed Han Mo's hand and said, "Then can you bring your teacher here? I really need a strong alchemist to help me."

Han Mo frowned when he heard this and asked tentatively: "What is Uncle Luo doing? Let's talk about it first, maybe I have a way."

Uncle Luo shook his head when he heard this and sighed: "Unless you have a level of fifth grade or above, you won't be able to help me."

"Fifth grade?" Han Mo took a deep breath after hearing this. What is the concept of fifth grade? Moreover, the level of refining medicine is closely related to his own level. Han Mo had the ability to refine second-grade elixirs before, but it was so difficult to succeed. Even if his strength was too weak, the Dou Qi could not be supplied.

"Uncle Luo, my teacher is really unsure of whereabouts. When I find the teacher, I don't know when it will be. You saved me. I will do my best to do this, but Han Mo really can't guarantee it." Han Mo said with a guilty expression. He really wanted to help Uncle Luo, but the teacher was never himself, and Han Mo could not make an offer without authorization.

"This is not a problem. I will stay here all my life. You can come over whenever you find your teacher. Of course, if your teacher doesn't want to, I won't blame you." Uncle Luo said with a slightly dim look. After all, alchemists are rare professions, and everyone worships them wherever they go, let alone fifth-grade alchemists. Although there are many geniuses on the mainland, fifth-grade alchemists are already at the master level, so it's not so easy to invite them.

Han Mo nodded heavily and said, "Uncle Luo, if you save me, you are my benefactor. I will do my best to do my best to do this. Even if I can't find a teacher, I will invite a master of medicine to come for you. If I can't invite him, then Han Mo will work hard to practice and will definitely reach the fifth-grade alchemist."

Luo Tian did not doubt Han Mo at all. Han Mo is still young now and has done such a thing at the age of seventeen. Luo Tian dared not think about his future future.

"My wife has passed away, but she...she can't die." Uncle Luo looked at Han Mo, gritted his teeth and said. Han Mo could see that Uncle Luo didn't want to mention this matter. He just needed his own help this time and had no choice but to say it.

Han Mo suddenly thought of something, frowned and said, "Uncle Luo, do you want to... use medicine to temper the human body and bring it back to life?"

"That's right." Uncle Luo nodded seriously.

Han Mo was shocked. Unexpectedly, Uncle Luo needed such help. Han Mo had read this bizarre record in the refining books.

Many young and thought it was amazing and peerless alchemists accidentally developed a way to bring back dead people, which is to refine people by using the alchemist to refine pills. However, this kind of refining is too dangerous. If one cannot control it well, the refined corpse will directly turn into virtual existence.

Of course, Han Mo also saw successful cases in the classics. Many dead people were resurrected and awakened after being refined by the master of alchemy. However, there is a very important premise in this matter, that is, the soul of the dead cannot be incomplete, and the body must be preserved intact, otherwise it will be difficult to resurrect.

"Uncle Luo, sister-in-law... how is she saving now?" Han Mo asked hesitated.

Uncle Luo seemed to be tugging in his heart at this time. His closed eyes slowly opened for a long time, exhaling a turbid breath and sighing: "The main reason why I don't leave here is because my wife has a small mountain in the middle of the open village. There is a thousand-year-old ice coffin stored in the cave, and my wife is inside."

"Thousand-year-old ice? Since it has been preserved by the thousand-year-old ice, it should be fine for a while." Han Mo nodded and said, "Thousand-year-old ice is also rare. As the name suggests, it takes at least one thousand years of ice to form. Talented people use thousand-year-old ice to create various things. Such a method of sealing has also existed very early.

"So I can wait for you, it will be fine for decades." Uncle Luo looked at Han Mo and said gratefully. He did not expect that he would return a stunning and peerless genius boy.

"Since this is the case, Han Mo will definitely live up to expectations." Han Mo bowed to Uncle Luo and said. Han Mo was already enthusiastic. Uncle Luo saved him again, so there was no reason to refuse this matter.

Han Mo said here, as if he remembered something, and asked, "Uncle Luo, if you don't let Yiyi and Huanhuan leave here, I must be worried about the pursuit of the enemy?"

Uncle Luo nodded sighingly when he heard this, and his whole body seemed to have suddenly grown aged, "I finally avoided those plague gods. I don't want them to be involved in this hatred."

"Then why don't you let them practice? Since the enemy is still chasing you, you should expand your strength and not be for others, just to let everyone have a skill to defend themselves. Otherwise, if one day... I'm sorry, Han Mo is straightforward, but this is definitely the reason." Han Mo said with a frown when he looked at Uncle Luo.

"I'll talk about this later. I know you and Yiyi have talked about things outside. These younger generations are also very similar to going out to see the outside world. This is because they don't have the strength. If they have the strength, I can't let them go out. This is why I don't let them practice. You don't understand many things." Uncle Luo said.

After hearing this, Han Mo didn't say anything more. Uncle Luo could only say that it made sense to him.

Han Mo stayed in Uncle Luo's tribe for half a month. During this period, Han Mo carefully studied the combat skills given by the old man. The combat skills were called Tianguan Technique, which was an extremely rare control combat skills. The nature was somewhat similar to the skills of the Nine-tailed Tmall, but the entry threshold for this martial arts was too high, so Han Mo only studied them for a while and stuffed them into the ring.
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