"Bang!"

Between the mountain walls covered with cangling thorn vines, a low muffled sound suddenly came out, and I saw several emerald green thorn vine snakes, carrying a faint fishy smell, swooping towards the young man in a black shirt.

"It's too slow. ”

Xiao Yang smiled faintly, stepped on a rock with the soles of his feet, and quickly flashed to the side, followed by a red light that swept by, and the stinging vine snakes with saliva dripping in their mouths fell softly to the ground.

This scene has been played out on the steep mountain wall many times, and behind Xiao Yang, Chi Yan followed vigilantly, and once he found the sneak attacker, he did not hesitate to tear it in two.

Looking at the young man who was constantly flashing on the mountain wall, the ink master's gaze was slightly relieved, at the beginning, he just wanted to give it a go, but as time progressed, he felt more and more that his vision was indeed good.

Ordinary spiritual warriors, even if they use the Flame Step, can only take fifty steps, but Xiao Yang has reached an astonishing sixty steps after a day of training.

Spirit masters and spirit beasts coexist in an extremely mysterious way, and the improvement of each other's strength will be fed back, if Xiao Yang's first spirit covenant red flame can be upgraded to the fourth order, even if he takes a hundred steps, it is not impossible.

Falling to the ground again, Xiao Yang no longer had the embarrassment he had when his spiritual power was exhausted for the first time, although his spiritual power was now close to the limit, but he was completely adapted to this feeling, and even had a little enjoyment in his heart.

Gathering the Cangling thorn vines on the ground into a pile, Xiao Yang said with a smile: "Master Mo, you can teach me to refine Cangling liquid now." ”

Sweeping the medicinal herbs on the ground, the ink master nodded slightly, then turned around and floated into the depths of the woods, and a faint voice followed.

"Come with me. ”

Putting the Cangling Thorn Vine into the cloth bag, Xiao Yang gritted his teeth and rubbed the back of his hand that was pricked by the wooden thorns, and then hurriedly took the red flame and walked towards the ink master.

The place chosen by the ink master was a rare clearing in the woods, surrounded by green trees, and there were few signs of spirit animal activity.

"Alchemist alchemist, do not interfere, the Danding will be scrapped at the least, and the body will be injured at the worst. With a flick of the ink master's palm, a translucent light shield instantly enveloped this place, and the sounds that came from time to time in the woods were also completely isolated.

"Although Cangling liquid is among the first-grade pills, it is only a medicinal liquid after all, so the refining is relatively simple, and the Danding used in alchemy does not need to be used. ”

As he spoke, the ink master's palm spread out, and the bright light condensed, and it turned into a delicate Danding shape on his palm.

"This is the appearance of the Danding, I call it the Anthropomorphic Danding, but this Danding only has its shape, not its work, and using this Anthropomorphic Danding to refine the medicinal liquid, the alchemist can better observe the changes of the medicinal liquid, and touch the feeling of alchemy as soon as possible. ”

With a light wave of the ink master's robe, the simulated Danding fell in front of Xiao Yang, slowly spinning, glowing with a soft luster.

The color of surprise in his eyes jumped, Xiao Yang stretched out his palm, and a blazing flame suddenly rose up under the Danding, which surprised the former.

"The biggest advantage of the simulated Danding is that you only need to use a very small amount of spiritual power to complete the urging, if you use a normal Danding, only rely on the spiritual power in your body, I am afraid that you will not even be able to refine a piece of Cang Ling liquid. The ink master yawned and leaned lightly against the only remaining rock in the mask.

"The rest, it's up to you to figure it out, the old man sleeps first. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yang glanced at the ink master in surprise, and the latter's title seemed to reveal his age.

Shaking his head slightly, throwing away the messy thoughts in his heart, Xiao Yang began to add three medicinal materials in turn according to the records on the Cangling Liquid prescription.

"Whew!"

When the purple Xuanye entered the Danding, it turned into a pool of purple liquid almost instantly, and the addition of the moon ink flower completely changed the color of the medicinal liquid.

The introduction of the prescription is simple, but the refining is quite complicated, in addition to the time when the medicinal materials are added, even the proportion, must be strictly controlled, after dozens of failures, Xiao Yang gradually mastered this.

As the refining progressed, Xiao Yang gradually became intoxicated, but this process was quite boring in Chiyan's eyes, so it lay on the rock behind the ink master, quietly looking ahead, the flames in the Danding slowly swaying in its pupils.

Outside the light mask, a light breeze blew, rolling up a few dead leaves, falling on the translucent light mask, and then sliding down.

Inside the light mask, the waste liquid mixed with carbon-like objects at Xiao Yang's feet continued to increase, but as the refining progressed, the waste liquid poured out became less and less, and the intact Cangling liquid was separated by the Simulated Danding at the moment of successful refining, floating in the air in a spherical shape.

The process of refining the liquid lasted for about an hour, but Xiao Yang's face still showed no tiredness, because every time he was mentally tired, a drop of golden liquid would be born under the simulated pill, and then melt into his body to drive away fatigue.

"It's good that someone leads the way, and now I finally know why the children of those big families of the Bai family are cultivating so fast. After refining the last Cangling Liquid, Xiao Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed softly in his heart, if there was no ink master, let alone becoming an alchemist, he might not even dare to come up with that idea now.

"Whew!"

Seeing that Xiao Yang had finally finished his boring work, Chi Yan let out a cheerful soft roar and jumped on his shoulder like lightning.

"Finished?"

Rubbing his forehead, Master Mo opened his eyes tiredly, and it could be seen that the condensation of the Anthropomorphic Danding was extremely serious in his consumption of spiritual power, after all, no matter what, his body was just a book, and the loss of eight pages was undoubtedly a heavy blow to him.

The next moment, the ink master floated up, his palm against the simulated Danding, and the latter suddenly turned into golden light and submerged into his body, and with the influx of golden light, his spirit began to shake again.

"Yes, it seems that I really didn't look away. ”

His gaze swept over the eight light clusters suspended in the air, Mo Shi smiled, and immediately swirled his palm, and the eight light clusters slowly fell to the ground.

"By the way, Master Mo, where is your missing page? Xiao Yang suddenly asked.

There was a little relief in his eyes, but Mo Shi waved his hand lightly: "I have received your wishes, but with your current strength, I am afraid that you will not even be able to get a page, and when the time is right, I will tell you." ”

Nodding helplessly, Xiao Yang carefully packed all the Cang Ling Liquid in the cloth bag, but at this time, the ink master's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Little one, you're in trouble. ”