Zuo Feng stretched his neck and waited for the old man to finish his words, but the old man suddenly became silent when he said this. After waiting for a long time, the old man actually smashed his mouth and took a wine pot from his arms and took a large mouthful. He turned around and came to his bed made of straw mat and lay down.

Zuo Feng looked at the old man's back lying on the straw mat with disbelief. After a while, Zuo Feng closed his sore mouth, and at the same time he was muttering in his heart.

'There are rumors in the mainland that if you want to understand this continent, you have to come out and go in person. Otherwise, you will never imagine how many people there are on the mainland who cannot understand, how many incredible things are. How strange this continent is. I finally understand why those traveling the mainland say this. The person in front of you is incomprehensible enough, and it is indeed an incredible existence,'

This old man named Yaoxun never let Zuo Feng understand from the beginning to the end. Whether he wants to help himself or harm himself, is he having something for himself, or just having fun with himself,

His eyes were staring at the old man's back. Zuo Feng wanted to see who the old man was, but except for seeing clearly that the old man should have not taken a shower for more than a month, he had no other gains.

"Aren't you tired? Didn't you say that you lived in the mountains a month ago? Do you still need me to make a bed for you so many weeds? Don't think that looking at me with that pitiful look will bring me sympathy,"

Just when Zuo Feng was about to withdraw his gaze, the old man said casually with her back, his words filled with all kinds of cold and noisy sarcasm. Zuo Feng's face was red and white. In the past, Zuo Feng thought he was thick-skinned and also a person with sharp words. The Teng Fang had such a great hatred for him, which was related to his lack of verbal ethics at the beginning.

But when facing this old man, Zuo Feng found that his words seemed to be extremely scarce, and his skin was simply vulnerable compared to the other party's vicious words.

He glared at the old man again with anger, and Zuo Feng gathered the weeds on the ground together, and then Zuo Feng slowly lay down. What surprised Zuo Feng was that the bed made of weeds was actually more comfortable than a soft bed. He didn't know if it was because he hadn't rested in the bed for too long, or if there was something special about this weed,

I grabbed a weed, which looked no different from the weeds I had seen before. The surface was withered and dark yellow due to dehydration, and it looked extremely ordinary. I gently pinched it with my thumb and index finger, and Zuo Feng's eyes suddenly lit up. Then I turned over and started to do it, and at the same time I broke the dead grass in my hand with force.

Although this dead grass has dried up and dehydrated, it is still extremely flexible. Zuo Feng broke it twice before barely breaking it. The inside of the dead grass has a fine hollow like a honeycomb, and each hollow has a silky connection. The characteristic that the dead grass can still maintain such flexibility comes from the strange structure inside.

Just as Zuo Feng was burying his head at the dead grass in his hand, the old man with his back facing him as if he was asleep, the eyeballs in his eyelids moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth also drew a curve.

Zuo Feng grabbed a dead grass again thoughtfully and broke it. The structure inside was similar to the one before. Zuo Feng held this half of the weed in front of him and was about to lie down and study the "weird" weeds slowly.

"I can see the difference? But I just see the difference. But it doesn't help you improve your level of medicine. There is a reason in this world. You can't be your teacher. If you want to find a solution, you may not need to rely on others' guidance. Why don't you use your brain more?"

The old man still turned his back to Zuo Feng, muttering as if he was muttering in a dream, but Zuo Feng had long lost his sleepiness at this time. Not only that, the old man's words were still wandering in his mind. Although he kept saying that he didn't need to use other people's guidance, the other person's words had already pointed out a direction for Zuo Feng.

Zuo Feng grabbed a handful of weeds and walked out of the straw shed quickly. His eyes swept around and found that there was still no one on the side street. Although he felt a little strange, Zuo Feng did not think too much. He quickly took out the stove and medicinal materials from the crystal and threw them on the ground in front of him. He immediately sat down cross-legged.

Zuo Feng's series of movements were extremely rapid. The old man named Yao Xun, who was closing his eyes, raised his eyebrows lightly, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.

"I originally planned to slowly ***k this little guy, but I didn't expect that the child was so meticulous and his reaction was very good. If I hadn't cut off my plan to collect disciples, I would have really wanted to keep this little guy by my side. Since you have seen some tricks, I would have some fun tonight."

The old man couldn't help but muttered in a low voice, and at the same time, the old man's face gradually became serious. If he looked at Zuo Feng's face at this time, the two of them had almost the same expression at this time.

At this time, Zuo Feng looked at the small medicine furnace in front of him with a serious expression. He stretched out his hand and gently flicked it. A dark red crystal in his palm flew into the fire mouth of the medicine furnace. Then his palm pressed on the side of the furnace, and his spiritual power was mobilized from the sea and sent it to the medicine furnace continuously.

However, this time it was different from his refining medicine in the afternoon. This time he did not suppress the aura with an arc at all, but sent it into the furnace. The spiritual power with an arc seemed to play a strong catalytic role. The temperature of the furnace suddenly rose.

Zuo Feng was not the first time he saw this scene. He grabbed two herbs and threw them into the fire without any panic. Not long after the two herbs entered the stove, Zuo Feng gritted his teeth and threw the third herb in. Then the palm of the medicine was gently patted on the bulge outside the medicine furnace.

Zuo Feng threw in three herbs in a row, and the old man raised his eyebrows again. Then when Zuo Feng pressed his hands towards the stove at the same time, the old man couldn't help but nodded gently, subconsciously muttering "Good boy",

Zuo Feng didn't know all this. At this time, he had entered a state of selflessness, as if his thoughts were sent into the medicine furnace with the spiritual energy. At this time, the spiritual energy mixed with the fire was wandering around in the medicine furnace, but there was no trace of chaos.

In this special space, spiritual energy and flame crystals have become a special flame. They can be said to be a scorching spiritual energy or a flame with spiritual energy. But what is different from others is that in the medicine furnace in front of Zuo Feng, there are constantly white flames like an arc wandering around in the fire.

Zuo Feng tried his best to control these white flames and normal red flames to intersperse each other. It can also be regarded as two types of flames used at the same time in the fire. However, at this time, the old man lying on the side of the weeds frowned deeply, and a touch of solemnity appeared on his face.

"Bang"

Just after the old man's face changed, a slight muffled sound came from the medicine furnace in front of Zuo Feng, and then a burnt smell came out of it. Zuo Feng poured out the medicine residue in his anger and glanced at more than half of the flame crystals left in the fire mouth of the furnace, and then refined them again without hesitation.

"Bang...bang..."

The muffled sounds that came out broke the silent night completely, but Zuo Feng made these noises here, but he could not see half a figure coming to see the excitement. Zuo Feng even felt that it seemed that there were only two old and young people left in Luancheng. Of course, Zuo Feng knew that this was impossible, and this strange situation was probably related to the old man.

Just when Zuo Feng started to extract and extract medicinal materials for the sixth time, the old man couldn't help but sit up, looking like he gritted his teeth, glared at Zuo Feng for a long time before speaking harshly,

"You idiot, you are a pig's brain? You just felt like you had a great enlightenment, but you have failed so many times, and you are in the same place every time. Do you have more money and burn your brain out of your mind? You won't think about the mustard grass I just saw. Do you have no idea if you see the structure inside?"

After being scolded by the old man in such a harsh manner, Zuo Feng was not angry, but instead felt a kind of joy on his face as if he was suddenly enlightened. The old man's words were like a huge rock and poured into the calm lake. In an instant, a flash of light passed by Zuo Feng's mind, and he hurriedly thought about what the flash was.

Not long after, Zuo Feng suddenly took a heavy blow on his leg and said loudly: "I'm so stupid. I clearly saw it, why didn't I think about it more deeply?"

While shouting like nonsense, this time, he poured out the few flame crystals left in the furnace directly. Then he bounced his fingers and threw a new flame crystal into the fire mouth. Then he sent it to the spiritual power heating medicine furnace and put the herbs into the scorching medicine furnace.

All these steps were exactly the same as before, but the old man who sat up at this time stared at Zuo Feng's every move without blinking. Zuo Feng's techniques and operations seemed extremely immature to him, but his temperament and character of focusing on alchemists made the old man feel a familiar feeling, as if he had seen what he had just learned to refine medicine many years ago.

Just as the old man fell into memories, the herbs in the fire began to change, and Zuo Feng's previous few times had been wasted when he reached this point. However, after Zuo Feng saw the unstable situation in the furnace, he immediately dispersed the two-color flames in the control furnace.

The red flame surrounds the outside, while the white flame is controlled by the left wind and crisscrosses like thin silks. At this time, the flame seems to have entered a state of balance, and the medicinal materials are slowly twisted and deformed at this time. Finally, the impurities are forced out by high temperature and fall into the bottom of the furnace, while the remaining essence is suspended in the furnace.

Seeing that Zuo Feng had done this step, the old man also said loudly with his eyes shining: "Okay, it's a bit interesting,"

(End of this chapter)
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