It's noon.

It was only half an hour.

Zhu Feng once suffocated a lot of anger in his stomach. He was like Mo Liancheng became a close friend. I think at the beginning, his proud attitude completely disappeared. Sometimes, people are like this. They always habitually show a pretended indifference and arrogance towards people who are unfamiliar and strangers.

"Rong Tian, ​​how much can we get back this time?" Zhu Feng laughed, and when he was not careful, he actually drank the wine he had just added, and drank several sips, "Haha, good wine! OK-" The next moment, he vomited, and vomited again! Fortunately, he was Qingxuan, and instantly spit out the wine he had just drunk.

Mo Liancheng smiled but said nothing.

There is no big problem if you drink those wines, at most it will take a few days.

After a while, no one came over.

Because it was already noon at this time.

Hua Song and the others also came back happily, but when they saw the door of Qiancaotang Hall closed, they were shocked and immediately slapped the door, "Master! Master Zhufeng!..." What they were worried about was whether it would be destroyed by others and that it would be so big that it would not be surprising if someone came to cause trouble.

Wait for them to scream a few times.

Mo Liancheng's voice came from inside, "It's okay, come in."

Mo Liancheng came out to open the door himself, but there was no way, this door was locked by Zhu Feng.

Hua Song felt relieved when she saw that they had nothing to do.

At this time, Mo Liancheng asked them to prepare food first, because no one would come in a short period of time. Now no matter who comes, it will take double and it is still early. So he gave Huasong some black stones and asked him to buy some meat and wine to make a delicious meal. In the past, Qiancaotang was so frustrating that they had to eat vegetarian food almost every day. When they saw that there was meat, they were very excited.

So, go to work quickly.

Mo Liancheng returned to the hall, waiting for someone, while taking out an ordinary alchemy furnace and starting to practice. A large number of low-level spiritual medicines were taken out. Zhu Feng, who was beside him, was stunned for a while. Seeing him practicing again and again, he failed again and again, when he failed again and again, when he was about to get the medicine, Zhu Feng asked, "Rong Tian... you can't be..."

At this time, Zhu Feng's eyes were staring at Mo Liancheng's chest, where there were no leaves.

That's one, not one level!

Damn, although he knew that he was throwing it in for the old madman, it is unlikely that the unqualified one would be.

Zhufeng has always believed that Mo Liancheng is an alchemist because he is wearing the clothes of an alchemist. He is an outsider. If he does not know how to refine alchemist, he will not have the chance to come in.

But what is he practicing? They are all low-grade spiritual medicines!

Actually, Zhu Feng wanted to ask, Rong Tian, ​​you are just learning to refine alchemy...

But then I thought about it, it was unlikely.

Mo Liancheng looked at him and asked in confusion, "What do you want to say?"

Zhu Feng looked at his elixir curiously, but he didn't see anything special, just a pile of abandoned spiritual medicine residue. "No, nothing. I just want to know what you are doing?"

"You didn't see the alchemy?"

"..." Zhu Feng frowned.

"It is not only the refining of advanced elixirs that can be considered alchemy." Mo Liancheng smiled faintly, "Occasionally, you might as well learn these basic skills and lay these foundations to get to a higher level." Now he has long been a master of alchemy and is fully qualified to teach Zhufeng lessons.
Chapter completed!