Zuo Feng stared solemnly at the medicine furnace in front of him, and all his attention was placed on the medicine furnace, or more precisely, the flames in the medicine furnace.
At this time, the flames are not entangled as before, but the red and white flames are scattered. The temperature of the red flame is slightly lower than that of the white flame. Dozens of drops of crystal clear liquid are reflected in the red flame.
Floating and sinking, the white flames are intertwined and densely distributed in the central part like a silk mesh.
Gujing Wubo could not see any emotion or anger on Zuo Feng's face, but he slowly withdrew his hand, grabbed a medicinal herb beside him and threw it into the medicine furnace.
As soon as the herb entered the medicine furnace, it fell into the white flame. The scorching high temperature caused the herb to instantly twist and deform, and several drops of turbid liquid were separated from it. Other parts of the herb also quickly turned into powder.
Finally it fell to the bottom of the furnace.
Seeing this scene, Zuo Feng controlled the red flame to quickly enter the center, separating the white flame from the turbid liquid. But even so, the temperature in the center was still higher than the surrounding temperature.
In just a few blinks, the few drops of turbid medicinal liquid began to change, and the tiny black impurities were slowly extracted.
As the impurities continued to be discharged, the previously extremely turbid medicinal liquid began to slowly become crystal clear. It was not until the medicinal liquid became almost the same as the medicinal liquid in the surrounding red flames that Zuo Feng began to activate the red flame package.
The newly refined medicinal liquid moved slowly towards the periphery.
At this time, the old man seemed to have breathed a sigh of relief and was lying down in the weeds again. The difference was that there was a hint of excitement in his eyes at this time, as if he had seen a treasure that had never been discovered before.
The old man's joy and excitement only lasted for a while, and then he seemed to remember something, and the joy on his face gradually faded away.
Glancing again at the young man who was concentrating on refining the medicine, the old man said to himself in a helpless tone: "What a good seedling. It's a pity that I can't accept you as a disciple. It's a pity..."
After the old man whispered to himself, he turned over and closed his eyes again to rest. Zuo Feng, however, always focused on the medicine stove in front of him. He did not notice any changes in the old man's demeanor, and he did not even say a word of what the old man said.
He didn't hear anything. Time passed slowly as Zuo Feng concentrated on refining the medicine. It wasn't until he used up the last bit of spiritual power that he lay down directly on the ground.
At this time, Zuo Feng had a medicine bottle next to him, which contained extremely pure medicine. He did not proceed with the fusion, because at this time, his spiritual power and spirit were almost exhausted, and he did not care about the loss at all.
Dropping a small bottle of medicinal solution, his body lay on the ground, followed by a slight snoring, and he fell into a deep sleep.
Although he was lying on the cold and hard ground, Zuo Feng still felt very comfortable sleeping. This comfort came from psychology. In the past month, he almost always found a safe place to rest in the woods.
Although the little beast "Ni Feng" could also warn the surroundings for him, Zuo Feng still did not dare to rest boldly.
When Zuo Feng woke up, it was already the sun, and he couldn't stand the dazzling sunlight, so he had to open his eyes.
Zuo Feng slowly sat up. The spiritual energy that was exhausted by refining the medicine last night had been completely recovered. Zuo Feng was not surprised by this. His own spiritual energy recovery speed was faster than others.
Even when sleeping, the acupoints all over the body will slowly absorb the spiritual energy, operate according to the exercises, and finally gather into the Nahai.
This was something Zuo Feng discovered some time ago when he was in the Spiritual Beast Mountain Range. Once he fell down to rest due to exhaustion, and found that his body could absorb spiritual energy on its own, and it could also operate autonomously according to the meridians of the Soul Fusion Technique. Zuo Feng was at that time.
I was half asleep, so I had a little taste of this wonderful experience.
Afterwards, he came to the conclusion that the beast soul in his chest was like his other heart. This beast soul would stop all activities when Zuo Feng was fully awake, and would start on its own after Zuo Feng slept or rested.
It started to work. Although it would not speed up Zuo Feng's cultivation, he could recover the lost spiritual energy just by sleeping, which made Zuo Feng very happy.
"When you wake up, get up happily. Why are you so lazy at such a young age?"
The voice that sounded very harsh before now seemed much more pleasant to Zuo Feng's ears. At the same time, his heart was full of gratitude and admiration for the old man. The old man just gave a few words of advice, and he had already solved Zuo Feng's hard thinking.
A month's problem.
Not only that, Zuo Feng also understood the final fusion step, and there was no need to fuse it one by one as extremely carefully as he did. Fusing all the refined medicinal liquids together at once not only saves time and effort, but also maintains the effectiveness of the medicine.
In the best situation, it can be said that no one has ever told Zuo Feng these things.
Different from others, Zuo Feng actually did not have a teacher to teach him the art of refining medicine. In the past, he only knew about medicine, which was from Zhuang Yu. But Zhuang Yu himself was limited by his physical condition and could not practice it.
The method of refining medicine, so strictly speaking, his medicine refining skills were all developed by himself through books and constant trial and error.
"You treated the old man to a meal yesterday, and he will reciprocate the favor today by giving you a breakfast."
Zuo Feng stood up with a smile. Although what the old man said was unpleasant, it could be seen that he had absolutely no ill intentions towards him. He could already tell from what happened last night.
Glancing at the unkempt old man again, Zuo Feng felt speechless for a while. The man was obviously a senior expert with extraordinary strength and superb attainments in refining medicine, but he chose to dress up in such a ridiculous way.
"Hurry up and eat. After dinner, you can have a good time refining the medicine for me. Just what you did last night, asking you to make wine for me will really waste those good medicinal materials."
Zuo Feng heard something dark. It seemed that he had promised him that he would do his best when making wine, but now listening to the old man's tone of voice, it seemed as if he owed him a debt and had to repay it.
Without saying anything else, Zuo Feng stood up and entered the hut. There were three pieces of dry food placed in the center of the table. Zuo Feng grabbed a piece without politeness and put it into his mouth. The taste was somewhat similar to what he had eaten before.
Different, but overall pretty good.
In fact, Zuo Feng was already hungry last night, but he was concentrating on refining the medicine and had no time to take care of his stomach. And after the final medicine powder was refined, Zuo Feng was so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger.
, just fell asleep like that.
Seeing that Zuo Feng had already had breakfast, the old man didn't say much and just waved his hand and threw out a small package. Zuo Feng's eyes flickered for a moment, because when the old man waved his hand just now, he clearly saw that
The package flew out of a ring worn by the old man.
With the identity of this old man, it is not uncommon to have crystal storage, so his attention immediately turned to the package on the table. He opened the package with some confusion, and it turned out to be full of medicinal materials.
, and with Zuo Feng's perspective, he could also see that the quality of these medicinal materials was quite low.
The old man gave Zuo Feng a look of confusion, leaned back in his chair and said leisurely: "These medicinal materials are all for you to make medicine. This is the prescription."
After saying that, the old man threw out a paper ball. Zuo Feng picked up the paper ball, which was crumpled like waste paper and unfolded it gently.
The three big characters above immediately caught Zuo Feng's attention, "Juli Powder". Zuo Feng had heard of this Juli Powder before. Among medicines of this level, it is considered to be of very high quality, and
Because its prescriptions are scarce, they are not often available on the market.
"For me?"
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and watch, I'll give you half a quarter of an hour."
There was no emotion in the old man's words. Zuo Feng didn't dare to think about anything else after listening to it. He hurriedly began to carefully read the wrinkled prescription in his hand. Zuo Feng's memory was already very good, so it didn't take him half a quarter of an hour.
Memorize all the contents. Place the prescription on the table and push it forward gently.
"remember?"
"Um"
Facing Yao Xun's confused inquiry, Zuo Feng responded confidently. The old man nodded slowly. Without saying anything else, the old man took out the dirty palm from his sleeve and flicked it with his fingers.
A small line of fire flew towards the prescription as if it had eyes. The crumpled paper was instantly ignited, but Zuo Feng was surprised to find that the table under the paper was intact.
In addition, Zuo Feng noticed that the moment the old man flicked his fingers, there was no fire crystal or other igniting object in his palm. Although it was just a small trick, Zuo Feng couldn't help but feel a little heartbeat.
'This is the skill of drawing fire and controlling fire. If I can learn it, it will definitely greatly improve my level of refining medicine.'
While Zuo Feng was thinking wildly, the old man seemed to have seen something. He smiled slightly, and then said with a straight face: "Now that you have understood everything, go and make medicine for me quickly. Why are you still acting like a fool?"
Keep it here."
This time Zuo Feng did not hesitate. Someone provided medicinal materials for him to refine medicine. This was the best opportunity. Zhuang Yu once told him that the main difficulty in training a pharmacist was the high price he had to pay.
.So those high-level alchemists are usually in the hands of big forces.
This time someone provided him with medicinal materials and gave him some pointers. Naturally, Zuo Feng would not miss it in vain. So he quickly grabbed the pack of medicinal materials on the table and walked towards the open space where he made the medicine last night.
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Zuo Feng still had a question in his mind at this time. When he followed Yaoxun to this hut yesterday, it was already a little late, so it was not surprising that there was no one around. But now it was already three o'clock in the morning, but there was still no one around.
Shadow. And with his keen hearing, he didn't notice any sound within ten feet of the surrounding area.
‘Could it be that the houses around here are all empty and no one lives in them at all?’ Zuo Feng thought secretly in his heart.