One month later, in front of Dongfang Zimo, a small green dragon circled beside him.
After wandering around for a while, the dragon suddenly transformed into a bird about ten feet long, with slender feathers like peacock feathers.
After the bird circled in the air for several times, it turned into several strange-shaped objects, and finally condensed into a ball of green flame and landed on Dongfang Zimo's palm.
Dongfang Zimo opened his eyes, showing joy.
"I didn't expect that during the process of refining this demonic soul flame, my magic power would also be nourished in my body, and it would be much stronger than before." Dongfang Zimo muttered to himself with great joy.
After regaining his composure, Dongfang Zimo took the green flame into his body. After a slight induction, his Dantian felt slightly warm, and the demonic soul flame was right there.
Dongfang Zimo looked toward the void, and a cauldron appeared in the void, emitting purple aura and with many ominous patterns carved on it.
"This cauldron is the alchemy furnace of Master Demon Yan. It can be used to refine some elixirs." Dongfang Zimo murmured, put the cauldron away with a wave of his sleeves, then stood up and left the practice room.
In the following time, Dongfang Zimo always purchased a lot of books on alchemy and weapon refining outside, and began to practice slowly according to the above contents.
At first, the sound of heavy objects falling and explosions were heard from the training room. Fortunately, there was a barrier set up and it did not attract the attention of others.
Half a year later, Dongfang Zimo went from exploding the furnace to refining some simple elixir weapons. Although he was able to achieve some success, he also experienced ten failures.
Finally one day, Dongfang Zimo was sitting cross-legged in front of the cauldron, steadily controlling the elixir fire to refine a low-level magic weapon.
With a spell, the pill fire was gradually put away by Dongfang Zimo, and he moved the lid towards the cauldron, and a low-level magic weapon in the shape of a long sword flashed out.
Dongfang Zimo stared at the magic weapon in the air with an eyebrow, and with a flick of his finger, a spiritual light flew out and hit the long sword. With a "bang" sound, the long sword broke into two pieces.
"It still doesn't work." Dongfang Zimo sighed, his eyes fell on the corner filled with defective products, and a ray of light flew out, throwing all the failed refining magic weapons into the cauldron.
After the purple cauldron let out a deep beastly roar, a burst of strange fire directly melted the scrap iron into a pile of molten iron.
Dongfang Zimo sat cross-legged on a futon and thought for a long time, and finally decided to go out.
A few days later, Dongfang Zimo came to a building dedicated to refining magic weapons to visit the owner.
An old man with a white beard who was only in the late stage of foundation building learned that a golden elixir monk was visiting, and he invited Dongfang Zimo to the hall with fear.
Dongfang Zimo directly stated the purpose of this trip without any ink.
When the white-bearded old man heard that he was here to ask for questions about training equipment, he felt relaxed and told some of his experiences about sparring equipment with a smile on his face.
Half a day later, Dongfang Zimo left with satisfaction as the white-bearded old man sent him off.
Dongfang Zimo benefited a lot from this conversation, and he hurried back to practice as soon as he was inspired.
In this way, whenever he encountered some difficult questions, Dongfang Zimo would visit some nearby monks who knew how to make alchemy and weapons.
Two years passed quickly, and Dongfang Zimo went from being ignorant at the beginning to now having certain insights in this aspect.
There are even hundreds of elixirs and magic weapons that have been refined in these years, and the elixirs taken by the foundation-building monks can be easily refined in Dongfang Zimo's eyes.
In the training room, Dongfang Zimo even used the Demonic Soul Flame to refine a cauldron of elixirs.
These elixirs cost Dongfang Zimo a lot of valuable materials, and even the golden elixir monks would benefit from taking them, so they attach great importance to the refining process.
Half an hour later, the originally stable cauldron began to stir frequently.
Dongfang Zimo's expression changed, and he slowly put away the demonic flames, but the restlessness of the cauldron still became more and more intense.
Finally, with the sound of an explosion, a burst of fire burst out of the cauldron cover. Dongfang Zimo had been prepared for it, and his big hand emerged from the air to suppress all the fire.
Several black elixirs dropped to the ground. Dongfang Zimo took a look and sighed, these were the elixirs that had been refined.
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More than ten days later, Dongfang Zimo flew to a place full of mountain peaks. These peaks were very steep, each one reaching straight into the sky.
Dongfang Zimo flew slowly, his consciousness constantly searching for something on the nearby mountain peaks.
After a moment, Dongfang Zimo grinned, and a silver talisman appeared out of thin air in his hand. After whispering a few words, he took out the talisman and turned it into a ray of light and flew towards a certain mountain peak.
Not long after, a ray of light suddenly flew out from the mountain peak, and the light shrank, revealing a man in Taoist robes holding a floating dust.
"It turns out to be Brother Dongfang. Could it be that he came here to ask for advice on alchemy?" The man in Taoist robes stroked his beard and said with a smile. He seemed to be seeing a friend he hadn't seen for many days.
"I have encountered some bottlenecks in the past few days, so I had to come over and ask fellow Taoist Zhang for advice." Dongfang Zimo said with a smile and cupped his hands.
This man in robes exudes the aura of the golden elixir, but it is not very strong. It is obvious that he has just entered the golden elixir stage.
During these years, Dongfang Zimo happened to meet this monk who had just entered the golden elixir stage on his way to visit alchemists. During the discussion between the two, Dongfang Zimo learned that the other person was an alchemist.
After that, he asked questions about alchemy without being polite.
And because this man in Taoist robes had just advanced to the golden elixir, he also discussed his cultivation experience with Dongfang Zimo.
In this way, the two achieved their respective goals, and after several interactions, the two became both teachers and friends.
"Brother Dongfang came at the right time. Zhang happened to have encountered some problems in his cultivation and wanted to visit Brother Dongfang. Please come to your house and have a talk." The man in Taoist robes said with a loud laugh.
"So much trouble." Although it is still in the early stage, it is only one step away from the middle stage. Naturally, I can give you some pointers in terms of cultivation.
During a conversation, the two of them escaped together into a cave on the mountain peak.
After a day and a night, Dongfang Zimo suddenly realized the failure of his previous alchemy.
The man in Taoist robes also realized the troubles in cultivation, and both of them gained something.
"Zhang Daoyou is so accomplished in the art of alchemy, I really envy you." Dongfang Zimo said in appreciation.
"Brother Dongfang, please be discouraged. Refining alchemy does not take just one or two years. It took me a hundred years of practice to achieve anything." The man in Taoist robes said with a wry smile.
"A hundred years! Daoyou Zhang has invested so many years in this way, why don't you practice the way of weapon training?" Dongfang Zimo looked at the man in Taoist robes in surprise and asked.