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Chapter 51

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It probably was because he had been too tired recently.

"Ah, but the news that I heard was like that. Ye has to be careful. Stars appearing in the day is a bad omen. It could be yaomo. "

Zuo Mo's mind turned a few thoughts. He decided to go and greet her: "Hao Shijie … …"

Too lazy to return to the stone room, he sat in the dan room to meditate and recover ling energy.

He stopped walking, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then heavily exhaled. All the negative emotions seemed to have been exhaled in this breath. He opened his eyes, his gaze becoming clear, his hands becoming steady.

However, the feeling of the sunlight on his body was really good. Having successfully made dan, Zuo Mo's mood was very good. Suddenly, he saw the person walking over. He couldn't help but pause. Wasn't that Hao Min Shijie?

The fire in Zuo Mo's heart rose. Before, if he encountered this kind of thing, he couldn't do anything. But now that the two were equal, he wouldn't actively cause trouble, but he didn't need to swallow it.

When Zuo Mo heard this, he knew it was not good. But after thinking, he understood. In any case, there was no use in hiding.

"Oh, right, Shijie just came back, and there are some things you don't know." Zuo Mo, who had turned to leave, stopped and said faintly: "This little brother was fortunate to be accepted into the inner sect, to study dan -making in Master's yard."

After thinking it through, he started to prepare.

He turned his zombie face, revealing two rows of white teeth: "Shijie, please take care of me."

Another failure!

After his ling energy recovered, he started to make Great Power Pill again. He didn't know if it was that he had failed too many times before, but this time, he didn't fail once.

Zuo Mo's pupils suddenly shrunk, his eyes cold to the bone. His right hand that had practiced countless finger motions was peerlessly fast. Before Hao Min's palm could reach Zuo Mo's face, she suddenly felt her vision blur. Pia, a slap landed on her face!

A fasting pill with a faint gold color silently lay at the bottom of the cauldron.

Feeling slightly tired, Zuo Mo stood up. These days of hard thinking, his body and mind were actually very tired and urgently needed rest. Meditation could recover ling energy, but it could not replace rest.

She and Luo Li Shixiong had returned?

Looking deeply at Hao Min, he let go of Hao Min's wrist and took a step back. For some reason, when Hao Min met Zuo Mo's gaze, her entire body seemed to freeze, her entire body cold. Her entire body was trembling, her face was a mix of green and red. Fear, shame, anger, and indignation were all mixed together. She actually forgot to speak.

To him, this was a new endeavor.

The essence of [Art of Crimson Flame] was fire, and inside the cauldron was a li fire seal formation. This was the reason Zuo Mo could make Great Strength Pill. But what the [Art of Crimson Flame] absorbed was the essence of the sun, and the flame that the Li Fire Glyph Formation of the pill furnace could provide was of too low a grade. Originally, during the refining process, the Li Fire Glyph Formation should have been the main, and the essence of the sun absorbed by the [Art of Crimson Flame] should have been the auxiliary. But right now, the essence of the sun was stronger than the Li Fire Seal Array. Naturally, there would be a problem.

Fire!

Zuo Mo felt Pu Yao's smile was very cold.



Hao Min was dumbstruck by this slap, her face burning with pain. She looked in disbelief at Zuo Mo.

Hao Min, who had just been scolded, saw Zuo Mo and suddenly remembered that Cold Mist Valley had been given to this zombie face to manage. Then thinking about the scolding from the sect leader and Master, her anger suddenly rose. It definitely was this guy's doing. Otherwise, how would Master know about the matters of Cold Mist Valley? Once the thought popped up, she felt that this zombie face in front of her was even more hateful. Anger rose in her chest.

Until the last step was completed, there was no burning smell! Zuo Mo's heartbeat sped up. He swallowed, nervously opening the cauldron.

"Ye, I heard that the stars appeared in your daytime? Was it fun? "It was the graceful words that Zuo Mo was familiar with.

Leaving behind a string of meaningful laughter, Pu Yao disappeared, leaving behind a confused Zuo Mo.

Looking at Hao Min who was still dumbly standing in her spot, Xu Qing decided to quietly leave. If Hao Min Shijie knew that she had seen this, then she would be in trouble.

Zuo Mo hadn't practiced [Embryonic Breathing Spiritual Cultivation] for a short while. Something like this had never happened before. As to Pu Yao, this guy was a pervert, but he was definitely a cautious pervert. He wouldn't purposefully bring trouble to himself. Zuo Mo found that Pu Yao was still very wary of his elders, especially Xin Yan Shishu.

Legend has it that all fiend demons were extremely vicious and bloodthirsty evildoers! Was it because he was practicing [Embryonic Breathing Spiritual Cultivation] and his personality had been subtly influenced? Or was it Pu Yao's doing?

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Xu Qing gaped as she watched Zuo Mo leave. The impact of the scene in front of her was too great. Before Zuo Mo, Hao Min had been the only inner sect disciple of Fragrant Ginger Yard. She had been extremely arrogant and everyone feared her. For some reason, when Xu Qing saw the red handprint on Hao Min's face, she felt unspeakably happy!

Finishing, her eyes darkened and she fell to the ground, unconscious.

Failure!

Li Ying Feng had conveniently given him the jinzhi jade stick she had mentioned last time. She also reminded him that the conflict between him and Hao Min had spread through the entire sect and told him to be careful.

Returning to the Little West Wind Yard, Zuo Mo decided not to think about anything else and rest for a while. His heart was on the alert, warning himself to be careful.

"A very familiar scent." Pu Yao had appeared beside Zuo Mo at some unknown time. Staring at the pink paper in Zuo Mo's hand, he quickly smiled: "So it's that little girl."

Zuo Mo woke up and found he was still in the dan room. He hurriedly climbed up. When he saw the completed Great Strength Pill, he released a breath. So he hadn't been dreaming.

Failure!

But when Zuo Mo once again went to buy materials for fasting pills from Xu Qing, Xu Qing's gaze at him was slightly strange. Buying a large pile of fasting pill materials, Zuo Mo once again burrowed into the dan room and started his new attempt.

Knowing the crux of the problem, Zuo Mo instantly thought of several solutions. The most feasible was to weaken the essence of the sun that [Art of Crimson Flame] absorbed. The least feasible was to change cauldron and find a cauldron with a high grade li fire seal formation. And the most daring plan was to change the relationship between primary and secondary. With [Art of Crimson Flame] as the primary and the li fire seal formation as support.

Wu Kong Hall, Pei Yuan Ran's face was black as he looked at the two people kneeling below.

Luo Li and Hao Min were as silent as cicadas in winter.

Her eyebrows furrowed. Without a word, she raised her hand and slapped Zuo Mo's face!

He had been startled awake by the pink paper crane.

"Never heard of it." Zuo Mo replied confidently. Stars appearing in the day, how was that possible? In any case, he was very sure that he had never seen such a strange scene.

Zuo Mo didn't panic. He was very calm. He felt that he was getting closer and closer to success! This feeling was so strong that a few times, he had thought that he would succeed the next time.

On the main seat, Shi Feng Rong's face was filled with anger. She had always placed great importance on the medicine fields of Cold Mist Valley so she had given it to Hao Min to manage. She hadn't thought that Hao Min would neglect her duties like this. Xin Yan and Yan Le's faces weren't much better. Wu Kong Sword Sect might be a small sect but their rules were strict.

Zuo Mo chose the first option. He felt that the first option had the highest chance of success.

It was fine for the two to go out, but the two of them had their own duties. Sneaking out for such a long time, they were fated to be punished.

But when he returned to the mouth of West Wind Valley, he saw the ruined jinzhi and Luo Li Shixiong standing proudly at the mouth of the valley.

For the whole day, he didn't do anything, just falling asleep.

Zuo Mo really didn't have any good feelings about the owner of the paper crane. Any matter, if you were forced, the feeling would be terrible. Chatting was the same. However, it was his own trouble. Zuo Mo couldn't do anything about it. You can't bear the consequences!

For the next few days, Zuo Mo felt that he had rested well and continued to throw himself into the great business of making jingshi. In one go, he made twenty Great Strength Pills and gave them all to Li Ying Feng.

"Know her?" Pu Yao's bloody right eye narrowed into a line, smiling happily: "Of course I know her." His gaze landed on the pink paper in Zuo Mo's hand and snickered: "Yaomo? This little girl is interesting, I like her. "

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When he got closer, he found it wasn't good. Hao Min's eyes were red and swollen, clearly having cried.

Zuo Mo's heart jumped. Yaomo!

Pushing open the door and walking out of the dan room, the sunlight hurt Zuo Mo's eyes. He raised his hand to cover them.

He stopped walking.

Zuo Mo, who had been careful all this time, reacted quickly. With a snap, he grabbed Hao Min's wrist, his voice dark as he asked: "Shijie, what are you doing?"

So tired!

The ninth time!

An outer sect disciple dared to play tricks on this miss?

Luckily, compared to the other spells, the five basic spells of a ling plant farmer were the spells he was most familiar with. In a short time, he grasped the trick.

Since when did he become so ruthless? This discovery made him abnormally nervous.

Retreating, Xu Qing still felt it was hard to believe. Awe towards Zuo Mo rose. Zuo Shixiong who was usually easy to talk to, so there was a time when he was so vicious!

"You know her?" He carefully asked.

Xu Qing, who had just walked out of the yard, coincidentally saw the scene in front of her. She was so shocked she almost screamed. Her reaction was extremely fast, her hands flying to cover her mouth.

His heart was filled with terror. Not terror towards Hao Min, but terror towards himself! Just now, in the midst of his anger, there seemed to be a voice saying to him: "Kill her! Kill her! " That impulse was so strong and clear, so strong that what he had slapped wasn't a slap, but a sword energy!

Zuo Mo walked out of Fragrant Ginger Yard. His hands imperceptibly trembled.

No cheers, no excitement. Zuo Mo's face was expressionless, his eyes dazed, his mouth woodenly muttering: "Ge can finally get rich!"

Zuo Mo looked coldly at Hao Min, his voice cold: "Has Shijie woken up?"

The first thing he had to do was to be able to accurately control [Art of Crimson Flame]. Before this, he had never thought about accurately controlling [Art of Crimson Flame]. In Zuo Mo's view, if the essence of the sun that [Art of Crimson Flame] absorbed was used on ling plants, the more the better. In reality, it seemed to be so. Zuo Mo had never found a situation where [Art of Crimson Flame] was overused. Why would he think, how could [Art of Crimson Flame] be accurately controlled?

"You dare!" Hao Min gritted her teeth, clearly furious: "Trash like you dares to be disrespectful to me!" Before her voice landed, she didn't give Zuo Mo a chance to speak, her empty left hand slapping towards Zuo Mo's face!

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