"Let's go, Master will teach you alchemy!"

Just as he thought he was strange, he grinned, patted his fallen head, and happily went back to his own side of the world with his hands behind his back.

Liluo turned back to confirm that there was indeed no one in the forest, and then trotted to keep up with the Yan Huang.

Within the illusion barrier are three ordinary wooden houses.

It's not ornate or elaborate, but it's very old.

Yan Huang pointed to the room on the left and said, "That's the teacher's room." Then he pointed to the right: "From now on, you will live in that room." In the end, he walked to the largest room in the middle, and said as he walked: "This is the place where our master and apprentice are alchemizing." ”

Liluo smiled and said "yes" and quickly followed.

When I looked up, I saw a plaque on the door.

There are no words on the plaque, but some crooked patterns.

She couldn't help but be surprised, and her steps paused.

She was about to follow in, but Yan Huang turned around: "Know the words on it? ”

He asked with a smile, not seeming to see anything wrong.

Liluo smiled a little reluctantly.

"Familiar." She said, "It seems that these things are in the books of my mother's mother. ”

Yan Huang's eyes narrowed.

"Your mother, I'm afraid she's not an ordinary person, right?" He said firmly, then looked up, looked at the plaque from the inside of the door, sighed faintly, and said, "The person who wrote this plaque is not an ordinary person. ”

"Who's the inscription?"

Liluo couldn't help but ask.

Turquoise.

The plaque reads these two words.

The name itself is nothing special, but the words on it are tens of thousands of years ago.

Whether Xie Rou has something similar there, Liluo didn't find evidence from Lian'er's memory, but she could only rely on Xie Rou.

Because the only one who can write these two words can only be the people of Yin Yang Valley.

Moreover, it must be someone who is extremely close to the Yuan Sheng.

Because of these people, it is possible to come into contact with such ancient books and learn some fur. As a Yuan Sheng, he can't recognize all the ancient characters.

But I haven't heard that there is anyone in the Yin Yang Valley who comes to the Southern Continent to refine the pill?

Liluo pondered for a long time, but Yan Huang didn't answer for a long time.

Liluo couldn't help but look towards Yan Huang, but saw that the old man was sluggish again, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Master!"

Liluo hurriedly woke him up, for fear that he would go crazy again.

Yan Huang slowly came back to his senses, but his eyes were still a little sloppy, and he looked at the fall vacantly.

"Huh?"

After a while, he seemed to ask.

"Shall we do alchemy now?"

Liluo pretended to be happy, pointed to a small pit in the middle of the room and asked, only when nothing happened.

Looming out of the pit was a scorching fire.

The crater is surrounded by ice mats made in the Western Continent.

Although the ice mat is also afraid of the fire on the ground, it can be perfectly insulated when it is spread on the ground, after all, if there is a pit on the ground, the ground around it will also be smoked by the flames.

Yan Huang seemed to have forgotten what happened before, and when he heard Liluo ask him, he immediately came to the spirit: "Alchemy, alchemy!" Refine now! He laughed, like a child who looked anxious, sat down on the ice mat, and stretched out his hand to greet him.

Liluo smiled and sat beside Yan Huang.

"Apprentice, look at it!"

Yan Huang said, took out a one-foot-square tripod from the storage bag on his waist, and then took out several medicinal materials, adding them to the tripod while chattering about the matters to be paid attention to in alchemy.

Liluo listened patiently, and his eyelids sank a little.

"Therefore, medicinal materials are still secondary, fire is more important than medicinal materials, but the most important thing is the alchemist's techniques and experience."

Yan Huang finally made a summary.