Hearing this, Zuo Mo was overjoyed and hurriedly asked a few questions that he had been puzzled about.
What he needed to do was to try his best to imitate Shishu's sword essence. Even if it couldn't be similar in spirit, it should at least be similar in form. That way, it would at least be able to scare people.
Master has been in the alchemy room for more than ten days, but the door of the alchemy room has always been closed. Sometimes, Zuo Mo couldn't help but think, were all xiuzhe good at dan -making like this?
A sword light flew over from the horizon. Zuo Mo, who had been practicing sword scriptures in the yard, stopped. Master had come out.
After a while, she asked, "Tell me how you made it."
Before this, Zuo Mo had never cultivated the sword and was completely blank in this area. After being hacked countless times by Pu Yao using Xin Yan Shishu's sword essence, he finally had some understanding. But in the end, his foundation was too weak. Even if he comprehended something, it was like a rootless duckweed. If he didn't stabilize it, this bit of spirituality would quickly wear away.
After a long time, he gradually regained consciousness. When he saw the golden thread, he was instantly dumbfounded. Why did he activate the Art of Crimson Flame?
This idea was so nonsensical that even Zuo Mo felt it was absurd and threw it to one side.
Shi Feng Rong's face became cold: "Go ask." Finishing, she ignored Zuo Mo.
Shi Feng Rong took the pill and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, carefully examining it.
Shi Feng Rong answered them one by one.
Zuo Mo didn't know how he had offended his cold-faced master and could only embarrassedly leave. However, very quickly, he became happy again. He had unintentionally brewed a type of spiritual Dan. The Fasting Pill could only be considered a medicinal pill, not a spiritual pill, let alone a standard grade one. Zuo Mo was clear that any lingdan that could be graded definitely would not be cheap.
Just like usual, Zuo Mo threw all kinds of ingredients into the cauldron, put his hand on the eight trigrams disk, and started to forge. His divine sense was especially sensitive to the changes in spiritual power. Occasionally, he could even feel the changes in the spiritual power of the herbs in the furnace. Some were stimulated, some flashed, and some gradually disappeared …
Seeing Zuo Mo arrive, Shi Feng Rong's face turned cold: "Have you made your five fasting pills?"
When Zuo Mo finished, Shi Feng Rong said: "This fasting dan, the essence of the sun has been introduced, the properties are extremely yang. It can enter the ranks of first-grade lingdan. After taking it, it could make people excited and stimulate their spiritual power. However, the side effects would not be small. I have never seen this kind of pill before. You can name it yourself. You can ask your Shishu Yan Le to sell them on your behalf and earn some crystal stones. "
For Zuo Mo who desperately needed jingshi, what could make him more excited than finding a method to earn jingshi?
His cold-faced master did not have the slightest intention of coming out of the pill room.
These were the most basic sword techniques that Wei Sheng had learned from countless bloody battles. They were solid and effective. Having comprehended a thread of sword essence, Zuo Mo could examine these basic sword scriptures from a higher perspective. His learning speed was naturally fast. And these basic sword scriptures could fill in the gaps in Zuo Mo's fundamentals.
"Already made." Zuo Mo bowed his head and presented the five fasting pills that he had prepared.
A pale golden ray of light descended from the sky and fell into his hand, which then turned towards the alchemy cauldron.
In the Little West Wind Yard, Zuo Mo was practicing these basic sword scriptures by himself.
Zuo Mo asked dumbly, "How much can one sell for?"
Countless crystals were waving at him …
Today, this was the last set of materials. If he could successfully refine it, he would be able to repay the three second-grade crystals he owed Xu Qing. These days, he had become familiar with Junior Sister Xu Qing. Every day, he would buy medicinal herbs to refine medicine. Now, he could also buy them on credit.
The more beautiful and exquisite something was, behind it, the duller it was, the more loneliness.
Was this still fasting pill? Zuo Mo didn't have any confidence.
He instantly shook. Damn it! Don't ruin this cauldron of dan! He still owed Xu Qing Shimei three pieces of second-grade jingshi. If this cauldron of dan was ruined, then he really would owe a debt.
Tiredness appeared on Shi Feng Rong's face. Making dan for more than a month had taken a great toll on her. When Zuo Mo hurried over, Xu Qing was reporting the situation of the yard.
Eat it and experiment. Zuo Mo didn't dare to. He couldn't bear to throw it away. Sell it to Xu Qing Shimei. Zuo Mo was afraid he would cheat someone else. He knew that this change was definitely caused by him subconsciously using [Art of Crimson Flame]. Theoretically, [Art of Crimson Flame] drew the essence of the sun. Its innate nature was fire and it shouldn't be harmful.
His practice of [Embryonic Breathing Spiritual Cultivation] was smooth. His ling energy steadily increased. In comparison, the growth of his consciousness was much faster. He was like a ascetic xiuzhe. Every day, his schedule was packed and he didn't waste any time.
Zuo Mo suddenly remembered the dan that he had used [Art of Crimson Flame] to make and hurriedly took it out: "Master, this is a dan that I accidentally made. It seems to be different from fasting pills. This disciple doesn't know what it is. Please, Master, examine it."
Unconsciously, his mind became slightly dazed. His two hands that were on the eight trigrams plate seemed to be possessed, suddenly changing their positions.
Zuo Mo was very regretful that he had made a move last time in Dong Fu. Who could have thought that Yu Bai's eyes were so sharp and had seen through the origins of his sword essence.
His consciousness passed through the cauldron. There was no reaction. Zuo Mo's heart jumped and he hurriedly opened the cauldron.
The task of making dan had been finished early. Master didn't show any signs of coming out of the dan room. Zuo Mo decided to persevere in his own cultivation. The five kinds of spells of a ling plant farmer, under the present conditions, he had reached the end. If he wanted to go one step further, he needed the jade scrolls at the back.
He couldn't move the flying sword and could only use [Art of Aged Gold]. He diligently practiced. He was practicing some of the basic sword scriptures in the jade scroll that Wei Sheng Shixiong had given him. He hadn't felt it before, but now that he understood sword essence, Zuo Mo found that even though these basic sword scriptures were simple, but all of them were extremely important. That was why he turned around and started to cultivate these extremely basic sword techniques again.
He didn't know if tempering was a common term but he felt it was very vivid. Right now, his sword essence was only in its embryonic form. It was like a sword billet. It needed to be continuously tempered and polished before it could become a sword. Xin Yan Shishu's sword essence was deeply imprinted in his mind. Under that sky-shaking sword essence, he had died countless times.
A green dan silently laid there. Zuo Mo released a breath inside. It seemed that it hadn't been ruined. Picking up the fasting pill and preparing to put it into his pouch, he suddenly saw a flash of gold light out of the corner of his eye. He first paused and then hurriedly brought the fasting pill in front of his eyes to examine it closely.
Time flowed like this.
Did practicing [Embryonic Breathing Spiritual Cultivation] make people smarter?
Zuo Mo didn't want to be indebted. After making this fasting pill, he decided to rest for a while and wait for the ling herbs in the ling fields to mature. Even though there was only one portion of material, he wasn't nervous. After these days of high intensity and repeated making, he was very familiar with the process of making fasting pills. He didn't know if it was a problem with his consciousness but his brain seemed to be much better now. Before, it hadn't been weak but it would always make him feel like there was a mist. Right now, it felt like the mist had been pushed aside.
Even though he was very familiar with the fasting pill, but every time the ling energy changed and vibrated between the herbs, it still made him uncontrollably immersed in it.
Fragrant Ginger Yard.
After thinking for a while, he decided to keep the dan and wait for Master to come out of the dan room before asking.
But there was no use in regretting now. In any case, he would deal with it when it came. Barefooted wasn't afraid of wearing shoes. He became even more serious in his practice.
No matter which sect it was, stealing was definitely a heavy crime.
The sword scripture was very simple and could be learned with one try. But Zuo Mo seemed to be possessed, tirelessly practicing over and over again.
Zuo Mo narrated the entire process in detail. When he said that he had accidentally used [Art of Crimson Flame], Shi Feng Rong seemed to understand.
Shi Feng Rong's expression relaxed slightly and indicated for Xu Qing to take it. She nodded and said slowly: "Not bad, it seems that you didn't slack off. You have just started dan -making. If you have any questions, you can ask them now. " At the side, Xu Qing had an admiring expression. Even though she was the first seat of the outer sect disciples of Fragrant Ginger Yard and was deeply trusted by Shi Feng Rong, but she could only learn and didn't have the right to ask questions. But she quickly calmed her mind. She hadn't been kicked out because she was allowed to listen. It was a rare opportunity.
Before he met Pu Yao, before he met Wei Sheng Shixiong, the [Little Art of Cloud and Rain] that he was most skilled in had been slowly honed like this. He never hoped for sudden enlightenment. In his view, there was nothing more practical than a skill that was honed bit by bit.
Looking closely, he found that this fasting pill was slightly different from the fasting pills he had made before. The color was a deep green, not a dark green. If he looked closely, he could find that there were dots of extremely fine gold patterns. The golden light that Zuo Mo had caught had come from there. And the weight in his hand, it was slightly heavier than normal fasting pills.
He decided that in the future, unless it was absolutely necessary, he wouldn't make a move. Even Yu Bai could see his origins. If he landed in the eyes of Master and the shishu, it would be strange if they didn't become suspicious. Xin Yan Shishu had never taught him. If he asked, Pu Yao's existence most likely couldn't be hidden. Thinking about Xin Yan Shishu's icy cold gaze, Zuo Mo felt like there was a blade on his back.
With jingshi on hand, Zuo Mo decided to practice his dan -making. At least for the most basic dan like fasting pills, he shouldn't have a problem with his success rate. Buying the materials from Xu Qing Shimei, Zuo Mo started to furiously practice making fasting pills. His income and expenses could basically be balanced. The biggest problem Zuo Mo faced was to try to avoid failure. Every failure meant a loss of three pieces of second-grade jingshi.
He pondered inside when he could go find Yan Le Shishu.
What was fortunate was that the damned crazy woman hadn't bothered him in this time.
Other than practicing finger movements every day to avoid becoming rusty, the rest of the time, he put it on practicing [Embryonic Breathing Spiritual Cultivation] and tempering his sword essence.
His proficiency had greatly increased. The time taken to make it had shortened from the previous ten hours to six hours. But the price was enormous. More than twenty pieces of second-grade jingshi had all been used up by him. It was all the fault of failure. But thinking about the future, he could only grit his teeth and accept it.
Jumping onto the roof, he flipped onto the back of the grey beaked goose. The grey beaked goose gave a clear cry and spread its wings to fly, carrying Zuo Mo in the direction of Fragrant Ginger Yard.
Because of this, he was going back to practice the most basic sword scriptures.
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