Lin Feng looked at the ground in surprise, then looked back at Lingxuzi, and smiled awkwardly.

"Master, listen to my explanation......"

"Explain what?"

Originally, Lin Feng thought that Lingxuzi would go crazy, but he didn't expect that he just glanced at himself lightly, and then he half-squatted down and pointed his finger at the pile of waste

Medium to explore.

In the mixing of Lingxuzi, a pill that had already been formed appeared, but it was still a little different from other pills.

Lin Feng was confused, pointed to the pill and asked puzzledly, "Is this ......?"

"That's what happens when you have distractions. Lingxuzi looked at the pill in his hand and said.

Then, he began to explain the reasons for his failure for Lin Feng.

"First of all, the most important thing for an alchemist is to have no distractions, and you really shouldn't have made a big taboo at the most critical moment. ”

"Also, from beginning to end, you didn't actually take alchemy to heart, did you?"

"I ......" Lin Feng wanted to refute, but he felt that since the master could say this, there must be a reason, so he was silent.

"Please also ask the master for some advice. ”

"Well, good attitude. ”

Lingxuzi patted Lin Feng on the shoulder, and said to him seriously: "At the beginning, I liked you because you were not arrogant or impatient, which is really rare, Lin Feng, you have to continue to maintain it." ”

With that, Lingxuzi withdrew his hand and broke the pill.

Immediately after, a pungent smell came to the face, which was really unbearable.

Lin Feng coughed several times in a row, his hands kept fanning his nose left and right, and tears were about to fall out.

"Master, how can this be?"

According to the records in the Dan book, after the Requiem Pill was successfully refined, it should be black all over the body, and there was a faint fragrance of herbs, but now the one in front of me is simply very different.

"Humph!"

Speaking of this, Lingxuzi finally became a little angry, glaring at Lin Feng, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened.

"Do you still have the face to say, why, do you think that what I said is simple, and you can do it easily?"

Hearing him say this, Lin Feng began to take the initiative to reflect on himself.

"I'm sorry Master, it's me who is too rigid and self-serving, I thought that alchemy was not much difficult......"

This thing is indeed what he did wrong, and the smooth sailing for some time has blinded him.

In fact, now that I think about it, my previous success was just because of the help of others, but in the matter of alchemy, he can only rely on himself.

How can this work? Lin Feng scolded himself bitterly, secretly hating his own incompetence.

"How can I have a proud face...... How can I be worthy of my father!" He finally yelled uncontrollably.

Lingxuzi heard it clearly beside him, sighed in his heart, and did not say anything to comfort him.

He rarely heard Lin Feng mention his own affairs, presumably because he was too profound to say it.

At this time, not talking is the best companion.

There was a sudden silence in the alchemy room.

Just as Lingxuzi thought, Lin Feng's head was full of those grudges that healed himself and his father.

After a long time, the grief finally turned into motivation, and Lin Feng gritted his teeth and stood up.

"Master, just now the disciple was ignorant, and he was stupid and didn't calm down to study, and I asked the master to teach again!"

It was his voice from the bottom of his chest, firm and unquestionable.

Lingxuzi finally smiled.

"You kid, you figured it out at noon...... In that case, I won't bother to say anything. ”

"From now on, you have to learn the basic course of an alchemist, let's go, come with me to the courtyard. ”

With that, Lingxuzi turned around and left.

So, in the next week, Lin Feng experienced a week-long, hellish experience.

Every morning, Lingxuzi would ask Lin Feng to catch the dew.

It was to take a jade bottle the size of a thumb and go to the garden on the back mountain to pick it up, and the dew dripping from each blade of grass always made Lin Feng's arm so sore that he could barely fill a bottle.

At noon, Lingxuzi would personally monitor Lin Feng, squatting on a rocky cobblestone to eat, and it was said that he would exercise his balance ability.

In the afternoon, Lin Feng's ability to distinguish herbs was trained, such as finding the correct one from twenty different herbs with similar smells.

The night was the most torturous, according to Lingxuzi's request, Lin Feng had to stay in a place with the most mosquitoes for an hour, motionless.

After a week, Lin Feng's whole body was darkened, and his body was stronger, and similarly, there were countless red spots on his body.

"Master ......"

Lin Feng tried his best to make himself look pitiful, and by the way, he hugged Bai Ming tightly in his arms, and sold himself to Lingxuzi together.

Lingxuzi didn't give him the slightest glance at all, and played with the pill stove in his hand by himself.

It was a special pill furnace, the whole body was dark black, dignified and elegant, and there was a layer of faint golden lines on the surface.

The shape is rounded, the middle is protruding, and the base is lotus-shaped, and it is characterized by the fact that it can change the size and shape according to the owner's mind.

Looking at this rare treasure in the world, Lingxuzi sighed slightly in his heart, closed his eyes, and raised his hand to throw the stove to Lin Feng.

"This is the Ruyi Dan Furnace, for you, the sect will end in two days, get out of here to find the spiritual fire!"

Spiritual fire!

Lin Feng didn't look at the Dan furnace, he directly put it in the storage bag, and looked up at Lingxuzi with interest.

He knew the spiritual fire, which was said to be a must-have for an alchemist, but he was a layman about the details.

"Spiritual fire, Master, can you tell the apprentice, what kind of spiritual fire is peerless and rare?"

Lin Feng thought very clearly, what he wanted had to be the best!

The spiritual fire is a flame that is born in the heavens and the earth on its own, it is a dead thing, but at the same time, it is conscious.

At the same time as the profession of alchemist appeared, Linghuo was also known to the world, it was the best friend of the alchemist, and it was also the foundation of an alchemist.

From low to high, the spiritual fire is divided into seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, and their origins are different, which can be extremely hot places, extremely cold places, or some ordinary places that are not imaginable.

However, as far as the spiritual fire known so far, the most powerful type is the Nine Hells Desolate Heavenly Spiritual Fire born in the Flame Pool, which can incinerate all the medicinal materials and demon beast materials in the world.

Listening to Lingxuzi's explanation, Lin Feng nodded as if he didn't understand.

Suddenly, something occurred to him.

"Master, spiritual fire, can they devour each other?"

"Of course. ”

Lingxuzi stopped in front of Lin Feng with a wave of his big palm, and after a snap of his fingers, a cluster of blue-purple flames suddenly appeared in his palm.

"See, this is my spiritual fire, the Mixed Yuan True Fire, this is the consequence of trying to devour the high-level flames and finally failing. ”