Although Yan Wudao looked a little fierce, he was the kind of person with a purer mind.

Following Liu Zhengyang as he was about to reach the ancient tomb, Liu Zhengyang smiled and turned around: "Have you thought about it?"

"yes!"

Yan Wudao responded briefly, and then Liu Zhengyang didn't say much. After returning to the cemetery, he settled him down and began to go into seclusion to refine alchemy.

Li Yuqing is a smart person. Now she is almost squatting beside Tang Yuting, staring at the Terminator robot test data.

It's also a struggle to get the first data.

Fortunately, Jiang Xueqin was staring at her cooperation, and Liu Zhengyang was not worried about other issues.

Xiao Duomi was a little reluctant, but she was also a sensible child. Moreover, Old Man Zhu and others valued Xiao Duomi very much now and had taught Xiao Duomi some basic knowledge of cultivation.

With Xiao Duomiao's physical condition, it is almost a foregone conclusion to open a shackle.

After closing the door, Liu Zhengyang sat in front of the alchemy furnace again.

However, this time Liu Zhengyang's soul power increased greatly, and he could clearly feel the changes in the process of refining elixirs in the alchemy furnace.

It was originally necessary to find the feel of the low-level pill that was successfully refined in one go, and it was of higher quality and extremely high elixir yield.

"I see!"

Liu Zhengyang seemed to understand why high-level elixirs could only be refined by high-level warriors.

If it is a low-level pill, it can still be successfully refined based on experience and refining times, but if it is not the case with high-level pills, almost every step has its own specific trend of change.

If you cannot grasp this trend with the power of your soul, it will be difficult to raise or lower the temperature at a precise time and fully exert the medicinal properties in the herbs.

So much so that the refining failed.

Now that Liu Zhengyang has the control of the power of the soul, refining elixirs can be said to be as easy to make freehand painting as if he was eating and drinking water.

A large number of low-level elixirs were successfully refined, and the strong smell of medicine was floating in the entire elixir room.

"Wow! It smells so good!"

Xiao Duomi's eyes lit up instantly, and then he bit his fingers and looked at the closed door and guessed in his heart. Could it be that my father was studying something delicious?

Maotu sniffed, and the rich fragrance of medicine made her demon pill react extremely strongly.

In other words, if she sits here to practice, she can quickly improve her strength.

But Maotu didn't dare to sit here. Zhu Lao and others next to her were staring at her every move with "vicious" eyes!

Now Xiao Duomi has been regarded as a treasure by Old Zhu and others. Liu Zhengyang doesn’t care about Maotu, but they can’t do it! Or as an old-school strongman, he hates everything related to monsters.

However, they could not violate Liu Zhengyang's orders, but they were still very wary of Maotu.

"It seems that the young master's alchemy technique has increased a lot!"

Mei Crook said with emotion, and then a strange smile appeared on her face: "Old man Zhu, we don't have to save so much wine in the future!"

Several people love drinking, and the medicinal wine they prepare is a unique secret.

But where did their technique come from? Of course it is the Dead Wood School! Although their improvements are a bit more beautiful than those of the blue, they still know one thing very well in their hearts.

That is, the medicinal wine brewed by the head of the sect back then was the real immortal wine on earth!
Chapter completed!