Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Zuo Feng stared at the medicine furnace in front of him with a solemn expression, and all his attention was placed on the medicine furnace, or to be more precise, the flames in the medicine furnace.

At this time, the flames were not entangled as before, but the red and white flames spread out. The temperature of the red flame is slightly lower than that of the white flame. Dozens of drops of crystal clear medicine float in the red flame, but the white flame is crisscrossed and densely distributed in the central part like a silk mesh.

Gujing Wubo couldn't 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 medicinal herbs entered the medicine furnace, they fell into the white flames. The scorching high temperature caused the medicinal herbs to instantly twist and deform, and several drops of turbid medicinal liquid were separated from them. The other parts of the herb quickly turned into powder and eventually 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 is 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 wasn't until the liquid medicine became similar to the liquid medicine in the surrounding red flames that Zuo Feng began to urge the red flames to wrap around his newly refined medicine liquid and slowly move towards the periphery.

At this time, the old man seemed to be relieved and lay 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.

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 hear a word of what the old man said. Time passed slowly as Zuo Feng concentrated on refining the medicine. It was not until he used up the last bit of spiritual power that he lay directly on the ground.

At this time, there was a medicine bottle next to Zuo Feng, which contained extremely pure medicinal liquid. He did not proceed with the fusion because his spiritual power and spirit were almost exhausted at this time, and he did not care at all about losing a small bottle of medicine. His large body lay on the ground, followed by a slight snore, and he fell asleep like this.

Although he was lying on the cold, hard ground, Zuo Feng still felt comfortable sleeping. This comfort came from a psychological perspective. In the past month, he almost always found a safe place to rest in the forest. 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 had been exhausted by refining the medicine last night had been completely recovered. Zuo Feng is not surprised by this kind of thing. His own spiritual energy recovery speed is faster than others. Even when sleeping, the acupoints around his body will slowly absorb the spiritual energy, operate according to the exercises, and finally gather it into the Nahai. .

Zuo Feng discovered this when he was in the Spiritual Beast Mountain Range some time ago. Once he fell down to rest from exhaustion and discovered that his body was able to absorb spiritual energy on its own, and it also operated autonomously according to the meridians of the Soul Melting Technique. Zuo Feng was half asleep at the time, so he had a little taste of this wonderful experience.

Later, he came to the conclusion that the beast soul in his chest was like his other heart. This beast soul will stop all activities when Zuo Feng is fully awake, and will start running on its own after Zuo Feng sleeps or rests. Although it would not speed up Zuo Feng's cultivation, he was able to recover the lost spiritual energy just by sleeping, which made Zuo Feng overjoyed.

"When you wake up, get up happily. Why are you so lazy at such a young age?"

The voice that sounded very harsh before was now much more pleasant to Zuo Feng's ears. At the same time, his heart was filled with gratitude and admiration for the old man. With just a few words of advice, the old man had already solved the problem that Zuo Feng had been thinking about for nearly a month.

Not only that, Zuo Feng also understood the final step of fusion, 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 one time not only saves time and effort, but also maintains the efficacy of the medicine at its best. 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. However, Zhuang Yu himself was limited by his physical constitution and was unable to practice the method of refining medicine. Therefore, strictly speaking, his medicine refining skills were 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.

Looking at the dishevelled old man again, Zuo Feng felt speechless. The other party was obviously a senior master with superb strength and superb attainments in alchemy, but he had to dress up in such a ridiculous outfit.

"Hurry up and eat. After dinner, go and make medicine for me. With your two tricks last night, I really want you to make wine for me, which will really waste those good medicinal materials."

Zuo Feng was very upset. It seemed that he had done his best when he promised to make wine for him, but now listening to the tone of the old man, it seemed as if he owed him a debt to pay back.

Without saying anything else, Zuo Feng stood up and entered the straw shed. There were three pieces of dry food in the middle of the table. Zuo Feng grabbed a piece without hesitation and put it into his mouth. The taste was a little different from what he had eaten before, but overall it was still very good.

In fact, Zuo Feng had felt hungry last night, but he was concentrating on making medicine at that time and had no time to take care of his stomach. After the powder was refined, Zuo Feng was so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger, and fell asleep.

Seeing that Zuo Feng had already eaten breakfast, the old man didn't say much, and waved his hand to throw out a small package. Zuo Feng's eyes flickered slightly, 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 was not uncommon to have a storage crystal, so his attention immediately turned to the package on the table. He opened the package with some doubts, and it was full of medicinal materials, and from Zuo Feng's perspective, he could see that the quality of these medicinal materials was quite rare.

The old man glanced at Zuo Feng, who was puzzled, and leaned back in his chair leisurely, saying leisurely: "These medicinal materials are for you to refine medicine. This is the prescription."

After that, the old man threw out a ball of paper. Zuo Feng grabbed the ball of paper that was crumpled like waste paper and gently unfolded it.

The three big characters on it immediately caught Zuo Feng's attention, "Juli San". Zuo Feng had heard of Juli San before. Among the medicines of this level, it is considered to be of very high quality. Moreover, due to the scarcity of its prescription, it is not often seen on the market.

"For me?"

"Don't talk nonsense, look quickly, I'll give you half a quarter of an hour."

The old man's words were emotionless. 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. It took less than half a quarter of an hour for him to remember all the contents. He put the prescription on the table and gently pushed it forward.

"Remember?"

"Yeah"

Facing Yao Xun's puzzled question, Zuo Feng answered very confidently. The old man nodded slowly. The old man didn't say anything else. He pulled out the dirty palm from his sleeve and flicked it lightly with his fingers. A thin line of fire flew straight to the prescription as if it had eyes, and the wrinkled paper was instantly ignited. Zuo Feng was surprised to find that the table under the paper was intact.

In addition, Zuo Feng noticed that when the old man flicked his fingers just now, there was no fire-starting object such as a flame crystal in his palm. Although it was just a small trick, Zuo Feng couldn't help but feel a little moved.

'It is this skill of starting and controlling fire. If I can learn it, it will definitely greatly improve my medicine refining level. '

Just as Zuo Feng was thinking about it, the old man seemed to have seen something, smiled slightly on his face, and then said with a stern face: "Since you have seen it clearly, hurry up and make medicine for me. Why are you still standing here like a fool?"

This time Zuo Feng did not hesitate at all. Someone provided medicinal materials for him to refine medicine. This was a great opportunity. Zhuang Yu once told him that the main difficulty in training an alchemist is to pay a high price. So those high-level alchemists are generally in the hands of big forces.

This time, someone provided him with medicinal materials and gave him some advice. Zuo Feng would not miss it. So he quickly grabbed the bag of medicinal materials on the table and walked towards the open space where he made medicine last night.

Zuo Feng still had a question in his mind. When he followed Yao Xun to the straw hut yesterday, it was already late, so it was not surprising that there were no people around. But now it was already noon, but there was still no one around. And with his keen hearing, he did not find any sound within a dozen feet around.

‘Are all the houses around here empty and no one lives there? ’ Zuo Feng thought secretly in his heart.