After finishing the part he needed to do, Yang Mo handed over the Dan furnace to a few people, and rested on the hammock under the tree by himself.

Several people twitched the corners of their mouths at the same time.

If other Dan masters saw this scene here, they would definitely scold. Is this the attitude of alchemy? Can you be a little more correct?

Although Yang Mo was resting, his brain did not stop spinning, and several Dan furnaces were all in his mind. The sound of the Dan furnace also drilled into his brain along his ears, and even through the sound of the flames, he could judge whether the strength of the fire met the standard.

Until the Dan furnace became a medicine, Yang Mo did not get up again.

Several people couldn't wait to take out the pills, and each one contained three to five pills, with different colors and aromas. All sorts of tantalizing flavors waft out of the valley and everywhere in the lodge.

There are twenty pills in the five Dan furnaces, and they don't look bad. Only Zeyun sat in front of the Dan Furnace, his eyes staring at the Dan Furnace, motionless.

"Zeyun, why didn't you hurry up and open the Dan furnace, could it be a mistake in operation?" Ze Feng asked.

The others followed suit. They are all newcomers, and they have not been in contact with them before, so it is possible that if they make a mistake in operation, they will destroy the elixir. Before the pill became a pill, it was a more fragile existence than a bubble.

At this moment, a wave emanated from Zeyun's body, and then Zeyun spit out a turbid gas that was visible to the naked eye.

"I had a pulse. Zeyun said hoarsely.

I've been stuck here for a year, and I'm finally getting started. On the left side of the body, a bright meridian is reflected there, very thick and strong, this is the vein of the upper grade.

"Because of alchemy, you have an understanding?" Ze Feng asked incredulously.

Zeyun nodded heavily, it was indeed during the alchemy period, he gradually entered the state, and his body also changed. Before you know it, there are signs of opening.

"Why didn't I?" Ze Feng was happy and disappointed at the same time. It's a shame that he is an older brother, but he falls behind his younger brother.

The others congratulated Zeyun together, and became more interested in alchemy. It can both alchemy and enhance strength, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

Yang Mo also sat up curiously, this result greatly surprised him. Being able to become enlightened during alchemy is a very rare thing. Moreover, he could sense that Zeyun's first vein was strong enough to compare with his own first vein.

Although the opening time is very late, the starting point after the opening of the pulse leaves many people behind.

In the expectation of everyone, Zeyun opened the lid and took out a few pills. These elixirs are more crystal clear and round, but the aroma is much lighter, and they look similar to the waste products refined by the two imposters.

"I'm sorry, Brother Yang, I failed and destroyed these pills. Zeyun spoke apologetically.

It's a good thing and it's a bad thing.

"Who said that the pills were destroyed? These pills are almost close to the middle grade. The higher the quality of the elixir, the more tasteless it is, but locks it inside. The more intense the aroma, the more it passes. Yang Mo took a few pills in his hand and looked at them repeatedly.

Except for the first refining, there has never been anything close to the middle grade. That time, Yang Mo spent ten hours concentrating, and after a furnace of pills, he almost collapsed, and slept for three days.

This time, it was because of Zeyun's perception that he fed back the pill. Yang Mo knew that he didn't have this level.

"Isn't that seven or eight times as close to the middle grade?" everyone exclaimed in unison.

"Yes, about eight times, almost to reach the middle grade. Yang Mo said.

Hearing this, everyone congratulated again, and the smile on Zeyun's face became richer and richer, happy like a child.

Yang Mo collected half of these pills, and distributed the rest to everyone. He didn't continue the alchemy, although this time it looked relaxed, but his brain was dizzy, the consumption of mental power was too great, and he had to cultivate for a period of time.

The others were in high spirits and pulled Zeyun away to celebrate. A group of people played into the night, and laughter filled the whole family, leaving all those dead things behind.

Toussaint stood in front of his cave and looked at these people, only feeling a burst of sadness. Once, the purity near the cave was a symbol of nobility, but now, he only felt lonely. Whether to let go of the hatred in his heart, he really hesitated. Not to mention whether he can achieve such an achievement, even if he does, Du Zun and Du Qingyi will not agree. At that time, he was still alone.

For the next few days, Yang Mo was refining medicine. Refining the medicine during the day, eating all these pills at night to nourish his body. The benefits brought by the elixir are incomparable to the herbs. His celestial veins are getting stronger little by little, and in a few days, it is equivalent to his progress in the past few months.

In his free time, he will also exchange alchemy experience with everyone, and after a few days, the gap between the two sides is getting smaller and smaller, and they have almost become good friends who talk about everything. The only regret is that Zefeng still hasn't opened his pulse.

"Sir, do you say that I can go down this road?" Du Liang asked a sentence that had been held in his heart for a long time.

"It's very difficult without the guidance of a famous teacher, and this road is ten times more difficult than martial arts. Yang Mo said.

"It's difficult? Does it mean that I still have hope? Is it okay for me to learn on my own?" Du Liang said excitedly.

What he was most worried about was being slapped to death by Yang Mo.

"Yes, it's hard, but it's also promising. Even though they are two liars, the basic techniques they teach you are accurate. Yang Mo sighed in his heart.

The saddest thing in life is that there is no turning back, and at this moment Du Liang is in this dilemma of riding a tiger.

"As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will seize it. ”

Du Liang happily walked into his cabin, took out the ancient books and looked at them. Even if this goal is illusory, Yang Mo's words give him motivation, and it is enough.

It doesn't matter if you can achieve it or not, the important thing is that you will continue on this path, at least it is not a dead end.

"Yang Mo, thank you for this time, when my father comes back, I will personally persuade him and ask him to apologize to you. Du Qingyi said.

The past is over, and she doesn't want to think about it. She only hopes that her father will return, and the Du family will still live a life of seclusion away from the world as before.

Her gratitude to Yang Mo is also from the bottom of her heart, not only because of the elixir, nor because of those things in her boudoir. The most important thing is that Yang Mo doesn't have any special thoughts about her, so that her heart that is very tangled can finally relax.