"Han Mo, do you hate that Wu Xuan too?" Han Ji asked on the way.
"What do you like to hate? He is him, I am me, as long as you don't mess with me in the future." Han Mo put his hands behind his head and looked at the front with a faint look.
"I hate him very much. I look arrogant and I am so amazing." Han Ji said with great displeasure, looking a little depressed.
"Why are you doing so excited? He is an alchemist and has a proud capital." Han Mo said indifferently. He firmly believed that he would definitely be stronger than him in the future. It would be better to find ways to strengthen himself than others.
"Aren't you also an alchemist? Alas~ It's so enviable!" Han Ji said, a hint of pity flashed in his eyes. The profession of alchemist is so jealous.
"Okay, what are you complaining about? Let's practice well. When you become stronger, someone will naturally bring the refined pills to your door. The alchemist needs protection." Han Mo smiled and said comfortingly, then hesitated and said, "Forget it, let's go to the Shura Martial Arts Field to vent your dissatisfaction."
"No, good idea, go!" Han Ji was immediately energetic when he heard this and ran to the Shura Martial Arts Field first.
Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, night had already fallen. Han Mo limped towards the boys' dormitory with the injured Han Mo.
"It was so good to play today. In the last game, I felt like I was going to lose. Who knew that guy was stunned and showed such a big flaw." Han Ji said excitedly, but the amplitude of his speech hurt so much that the wound was pulled, and the corners of his mouth were also pulled.
"Okay, save some effort. Why are you doing so hard? If you lose, you will lose. What a big deal." Han Mo said angrily. Han Mo only played three games a day, and Han Ji actually fought seven games in a perverted manner. In five games, the opponents were two-way martial artists. I really don't know if Han Ji's head is burned.
"You said to me, aren't you so desperate? Your flame is really the natural enemy of everyone. No one can resist it. It's so handsome." Han Ji said with envy.
Han Mo didn't say anything when he heard this. How could Han Ji know about his own affairs? The flame attack consumed too much, and the energy he threw out was all about. Han Mo felt distressed when he saw it. Furthermore, if he met a strong opponent, the opponent could use fighting spirit to resist it. After all, his flame was less powerful.
"Okay, stop talking, go back and have a good rest first, and the injuries must be treated well." Han Mo said as he helped Han Ji walk towards the dormitory.
After handling Han Ji's affairs, Han Mo returned to his room and sat cross-legged on the bed to practice.
As the sky became darker and darker, there were fewer people outside. A black shadow was wandering through the Shura Academy, and the speed was so fast that people could only vaguely capture a thin black shadow.
After a while, the black shadow came to a dormitory building in Shura Academy, hesitated for a moment and jumped up towards a half-open window.
"Teacher, you are here." Han Mo shouted with a smile on his face as he looked at the figure who flashed in.
"You can see it so dark? Yan Wu's physique is indeed magical." Tian Lu said, and the moonstones around him lit up one after another.
Looking at Tianlu with a smile on his face, Han Mo also smiled and said, "Is there anything good about the teacher so happy?"
"What good things can happen? I have been in Shura Academy for a whole day and met an old acquaintance. I can stay in the academy in the future." Tianlu said with a wicked smile, but even without the permission of that person, he could still shuttle through Shura Academy without restraint and hide his body. As long as Tianlu didn't want the other party to know him, no one could notice his existence.
"Can't it be the old man in Shura Academy?" Han Mo hesitated and guessed. The old man had said that he knew the teacher and was a friend who had been there for many years.
"Don't worry about this, continue training today." Tianlu said as he flipped his right hand, and the domineering medicine cauldron fell heavily to the ground again, making a "boom".
Han Mo looked at Tianlu in a tangled manner. Every time he took out the medicine cauldron, he would make such a move. What if he alarmed others?
"So you continue to burn the medicinal materials." Tianlu said, waved his hand, and a large pile of medicinal materials were neatly placed on the ground.
"Teacher, why do you need to burn this randomly? These are expensive and good medicinal materials. This is too wasteful." Han Mo said with some pain. If my grandfather knew about this, I wonder if he would say that he was a prodigal son.
Tianlu glanced at Han Mo, picked up a medicinal plant on the ground, and chuckled, "You really have a lot of knowledge. Such medicinal materials are not expensive. I think you are used to being poor. Just burn them. The teacher used to burn other people's houses when he was learning to refine medicine."
"Puff..." Han Mo almost broke the road after hearing this. He looked at Tianlu with admiration, picked up the medicinal herbs on the ground and started to burn it.
Looking at Han Mo who seemed a little depressed, Tianlu smiled and said, "There is nothing to be depressed. In fact, before becoming an alchemist, calcining medicinal materials is an indispensable stage."
Han Mo frowned when he heard this and looked at the teacher in confusion. He didn't understand why he had to burn medicinal materials randomly as an alchemist. Is it necessary to get used to the alchemist's big work so that he can look awesome?
Seeing Han Mo being puzzled, Tianlu continued: "You should know now that you are not sure when controlling the flames, and you don't even know how to control the strength and heat. These things need to be slowly honed. When you become familiar with the medicinal materials and heat, you will gradually get used to it."
"Oh~ It's really troublesome." Han Mo said with a lip. I really don't know that it will take until the year of the Monkey and Horse Month to succeed.
"Of course, I believe you can master what you can as fast as you can, and you must believe in yourself as much as I believe in you." After saying that, Tianlu flashed and fell on Han Mo's big bed, burying his head to sleep.
Han Mo hesitated and nodded, reached out to grab the medicinal materials on the ground, and then calcined them one after another, and the same action was repeated.
After a while, a bucket of heart tempting inflammation was installed on Tianlu. Whenever the energy and Dou Qi in Han Mo's body were exhausted, Han Mo would sit in the wooden barrel. With the help of the effect of the heart tempting inflammation, Han Mo's Dou Qi was also improving little by little, becoming more solid.
"Hu~" He regained his fighting spirit again. Han Mo jumped out of the wooden barrel and continued to calcin the medicinal materials without any hesitation. With the help of heart quenching, Han Mo also saved a lot of time, otherwise it would probably take several hours just to meditate.