Han Mo looked at the mysterious man dissipated in the void space and shook his head helplessly, and his figure flashed and disappeared into the sea of consciousness.
Han Mo slowly withdrew his mind, and when his eyes opened, he still felt a little weak. He looked at Han Ji who was standing at the door and looking around, as if he had used all his strength and said, "Han Ji, help me back."
Han Ji was stunned when he heard this, and turned around and saw Han Mo awakening. He thought about it. After helping Han Mo up, he asked worriedly: "Han Mo, how are you? Is it important? Alas, you are really, how can you take that kind of elixir?" After Han Ji said that, he looked at Han Mo with anger, thinking that Han Mo suddenly became stronger because he had taken some elixir, and now he had side effects.
Han Mo hesitated for a moment, but did not explain. The more he explained this kind of thing, the more troublesome it became. Since Han Ji thought he had taken the pill, he would have taken the pill, otherwise it would be hard to say.
"I'm fine, let's leave here quickly." Han Mo said as he glanced at the thirteen people who had all died, and frowned: "The academy does not allow deaths, we must leave quickly."
"Well, I have to leave quickly, otherwise I am worried that Situ will bring people to take revenge." After Han Ji said that, he helped Han Mo up, hesitated for a moment and walked out of the back door of the academy with Han Mo.
"I only now know how important it is to be familiar with a place." Han Ji said helplessly, and the two of them returned directly to the boys' dormitory from the path.
It's strange that the monkeys in the same dormitory as Han Mo didn't know where they went. Not only was there no one in the dormitory, but they were also cleaned up, as if no one had ever lived there.
Han Mo still had injuries on his body, and a hideous wound was still bleeding from his back, so he had to deal with it as soon as possible. He explained a few words to Han Ji and walked into the dormitory alone.
Han Mo just bandaged the wound on his back for a moment, and then meditated cross-legged. The mysterious man had activated his hidden potential, and the wound behind him slowly recovered automatically with Han Mo's meditation.
Time passed by minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, night fell, and bright lights lit up throughout Shura Academy. Countless moonstones were embedded on the stone pillars on both sides of the road, looking extremely beautiful.
Han Mo was still sitting cross-legged on the bed at this time, and the fighting spirit around him fluctuated violently with every breath. Before he knew it, Han Mo had forgotten his time in his practice.
At this moment, the closed window in Han Mo's room suddenly opened, and a figure floated up ghostly. As soon as the figure fell to the ground, his body suddenly became stunned and looked at Han Mo with a look of surprise.
Han Mo seemed to have noticed something, frowned and slowly opened his eyes.
"Teacher?" Han Mo looked at the figure in front of him and shouted happily.
The visitor was Han Mo's teacher Tianlu. Tianlu glanced at Han Mo and asked with a puzzled look: "Han Mo, how did you break through to the martial arts master? What happened during the time when I was away?"
Listening to the teacher's inquiry, Han Mo's heart tightened, and he didn't know whether he should tell the matter. Finally, he shook his head and said, "Teacher, there is something I can't say yet. I hope the teacher can forgive me."
Tianlu frowned when he heard this, then stretched out again, smiled and said, "Silly child, don't say anything if you don't want to say it. The teacher just asked casually." Tianlu said, patted Han Mo's shoulder and said kindly, "You are not young anymore. You can decide some things yourself. You can do it yourself. If you need help, just tell the teacher."
Han Mo looked at the white-haired teacher, then nodded heavily, then his expression changed and said, "Teacher, I met someone yesterday."
"Who?" Tianlu asked curiously.
"He came to investigate your whereabouts and almost killed me. Thanks to a tutor from the academy just passing by, otherwise I would have died now." Han Mo said, and he was also a little scared.
Tianlu was shocked when he heard this, grabbed Han Mo and asked worriedly: "Then are you doing anything? Are you injured?"
Han Mo couldn't help feeling warm when he saw the teacher caring for himself first, and shook his head and said, "I'm fine. As for the middle-aged man, his face was full of ferociousness, would that person be the enemy the teacher mentioned?"
Tianlu sighed leisurely when he heard this, patted Han Mo's head, and said with some concern in his heart: "It's true that he has implicated you. It's all the fault of the teacher, who almost harmed you."
"Teacher, what are you saying? I am your apprentice. My teacher gave it to me today. The teacher is my reborn parents. How could Han Mo be afraid of death because the teacher has enemies?" Han Mo became excited and stood up suddenly, his weak body.
"Okay, OK, the teacher believes in you." Tianlu saw that Han Mo was a little excited, hurriedly suppressed Han Mo and said, with a smile of relief on his face.
"Don't worry, teacher, Han Mo will definitely practice hard and help the teacher kill all those enemies in the future." Han Mo sat back on the bed, but he was still a little excited when he spoke, but it can be seen that Han Mo said everything from the heart.
Looking at Han Mo who was indignant, Tianlu was filled with relief and nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's good that you have this heart. I won't talk about the teacher for the time being. Since you have become a martial artist, you must have a good combat skills and martial arts. Of course, the alchemist's footsteps are also approaching you." Tianlu said and laughed happily again.
In terms of happiness, Han Mo is naturally the happiest. Listening to the three words "allier" made Han Mo a little crazy. What a desirable profession, and now he can become an alchemist.
Tianlu looked at Han Mo with a little excited expression and shook his head helplessly and said, "But don't be too happy too early. Even if the profession of alchemist is met, you may not be able to become a qualified alchemist."
"What else do you need?" Han Mo asked curiously. In fact, he had known in his heart how harsh the profession of alchemist is, otherwise there would be no shortage of alchemists on the mainland.
Tianlu sat next to Han Mo without any rush, looked at Han Mo and asked, "How are you practicing in your spiritual cultivation?"
"It's still a first-yuan entry." Han Mo said, and his head was timid. Obviously, he didn't know why he worked so hard to practice the magical exercises, but in the end he still didn't feel anything, as if he hadn't made any progress.
"That's right, this matter is hard to come by. What the alchemist needs most is a normal mind. The more impatient you are, the less you can't refine good elixirs." Tianlu said as he flipped over, a jade box flashed in his hand, pointing to the jade box and then said: "This is a third-grade treasure and elixir. Refining this elixir is very complicated. There are extremely many processes and medicinal materials. It is impossible to refine it in less than a day or two."
Han Mo was shocked when he heard this. He could only refine one pill in one or two days. As we all know, there should be no interruption in refining pills. If you keep refining for two days, you should not be crazy.
Refining elixirs is different from practicing. Cultivating consciousness is not clear, just like sleeping. However, refining elixirs is the opposite. You must not only stay awake at all times, but also increase your energy to observe changes in the elixirs.
"Teacher, then isn't this pill very powerful?" Han Mo's eyes fixed on the jade box, and his eyes showed a little excitement.
Although Han Mo is an amateur, no one knows that the higher the level of the elixir, the better. The third grade is still the highest-level elixir Han Mo has ever seen.
"This is developed by the teacher himself, so I can do it for fun." Tianlu said indifferently, and threw away the jade box casually.
Han Mo picked up the jade box and touched it with some distress and said, "Teacher, this is a third-grade elixir, how can you throw it around casually?"
"Haha, this is used to treat injuries, but you probably won't use it now." Tianlu said as he said that there was a flash of confusion in his eyes, and it was obvious that Han Mo Yanwu's hidden potential had been stimulated.
Han Mo couldn't help feeling aching when he heard the teacher say that the pill was useless. If the third-grade pill was taken to auction at the auction, he wouldn't have to steal the scalp.
"Teacher, then when will I start learning to refine medicine?" Han Mo asked impatiently withdrew his pills.
"Now." Tianlu said, waved his hand, and a medicine cauldron flashed out directly, and landed on the ground with a bang.