A month later, in front of Dongfang Zimo, a turquoise dragon hovered beside him.

After the dragon wandered for a while, it suddenly evolved into a bird with slender feathers like peacock feathers.

After the bird circled in the air a few times, it turned into several strange things, and finally condensed into a ball of green flame and landed in Dongfang Zimo's palm.

Dongfang Zimo opened his eyes, revealing a look of joy.

"I didn't expect that in the process of refining this Demon Soul Flame, my magic power in my body was also nourished, and it was much stronger than before." Dongfang Zimo muttered to himself with great joy.

After sorting out his mood, Dongfang Zimo took the green flame into his body, and with a slight induction, the dantian was slightly warmer, and the demon soul flame was in the dantian.

Dongfang Zimo looked towards the void a little, and a Ding furnace appeared in the void, exuding a purple aura, and there were many fierce patterns carved on it.

"This tripod is the alchemy furnace of the Demon Flame Master, and it can just be used to refine some pills." Dongfang Zimo muttered, put away this tripod with a wave of his robe, and then got up and left the cultivation room.

In the following time, Dongfang Zimo always purchased a large number of classics on alchemy refining tools outside, and began to practice slowly according to the above content.

At first, there was the sound of heavy objects falling and explosions in the cultivation room, but fortunately, there was an enchantment under the cloth, which did not attract the attention of others.

Half a year later, Dongfang Zimo went from the beginning of the fryer to the current refining of some simple pill magic weapons, although he was able to succeed, but he also experienced ten failures.

Finally, one day, Dongfang Zimo was sitting in front of the Ding Furnace, steadily controlling the Danhuo to refine a low-level magic weapon.

Under a spell, the Dan Huo was gradually put away by Dongfang Zimo, and a little towards the Ding, a low-level magic weapon in the shape of a long sword flashed out.

Dongfang Zimo looked at the magic weapon in the air with his eyebrows, and with a flick of his fingers, a spiritual light flew out and hit the long sword, and with a "bang", the long sword was directly broken into two.

"Still won't work." Dongfang Zimo sighed, his eyes fell on the corner full of defective products, and a ray of light flew out, throwing all these magic weapons that failed to refine into the Ding furnace.

After the purple furnace let out a low beast roar, a strange fire directly melted the scrap iron into a pile of molten iron.

Dongfang Zimo Pan sat on a futon and pondered for a long time, and finally decided to go out.

A few days later, Dongfang Zimo came to a building dedicated to refining magic weapons to visit the owner of the place.

A white-bearded old man who was only in the late stage of foundation building learned that a Jindan monk was visiting, and he was sincerely afraid to invite Dongfang Zimo to the hall.

Dongfang Zimo didn't ink either, and directly stated the purpose of the trip.

When the white-bearded old man heard that he had come to ask for a question about the trainer, he relaxed in his heart, and said with a smile on his face some of his experience in the trainer.

Half a day later, Dongfang Zimo left satisfied, under the congratulations of the white-bearded old man.

In this conversation, Dongfang Zimo can be said to have benefited a lot, and as soon as he was inspired, he hurried back to the trial.

In this way, whenever he encountered some difficult questions, Dongfang Zimo would visit some nearby monks who knew how to refine the alchemy tools.

Two years have passed quickly, and Dongfang Zimo has had certain insights into this aspect from his ignorance at the beginning.

Even in these years, there are as many as hundreds of elixir magic weapons that have been refined, and the elixir taken by the Zhuji monk can be easily refined in Dongfang Zimo's eyes.

In the cultivation room, Dongfang Zimo even used the flame of the demon soul to refine the elixir of the Yiding Furnace.

These pills cost Dongfang Zimo a lot of precious materials, even if the Jindan monk took it, it would be quite beneficial, so he attached great importance to the refining process this time.

Half an hour later, the originally stable Ding Furnace began to stir frequently.

Dongfang Zimo's face changed, and he slowly put away the demon flame, but the restlessness of this furnace still intensified.

In the end, under the sound of an explosion, a firelight erupted out of the dinglid, Dongfang Zimo had already taken precautions, and a big hand kept floating out of the air, suppressing all these firelights.

A few swarthy pills fell to the ground, Dongfang Zimo glanced at them and sighed, these are the pills that have been refined.

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Ten days later, Dongfang Zimo flew to a place full of mountain peaks, these peaks were very steep, and each one went straight into the sky.

Dongfang Zimo flew slowly, his divine sense constantly searching for something on the nearby mountain peaks.

After a while, Dongfang Zimo grinned, a silver talisman appeared out of thin air in his hand, and after whispering a few words, he still took out this talisman and turned into a ray of light and flew towards a certain mountain peak.

Not long after, a faint light suddenly flew out of the mountain peak, revealing a man in a Taoist robe holding floating dust.

"It turned out to be Brother Dongfang, and this time I came to ask for advice on the way of alchemy." The man in the robe stroked his beard and said with a smile. It's like seeing a friend I haven't seen in a few days.

"I have encountered some bottlenecks in the past few days, so I have to come over and ask Zhang Daoyou again." Dongfang Zi Mo said with a smile.

The man in this robe exuded a golden pill aura all over his body, but he was not very strong, obviously he had just entered the golden pill stage.

In these years, Dongfang Zimo happened to meet this monk who had just stepped into the Jindan period on the way to visit the alchemist, and the two were in a discussion, Dongfang Zimo learned that the other party was an alchemist, so he unceremoniously asked questions about alchemy.

And because the man in this robe was just advancing to the Golden Pill, he also discussed his cultivation experience with Dongfang Zimo.

The two achieved their respective goals in this way, and after a few contacts, the two also became teachers and friends.

"Brother Dongfang came at the right time, Zhang also happened to encounter some cultivation troubles, thinking of visiting Brother Dongfang, please come to the house to talk about it." The man in the robe said with a laugh.

"There's so much to talk about." Although it is still in the early stage, it is only one step away from the middle stage, and it is natural to be able to point out to the other party in terms of cultivation.

In the midst of a conversation, the two escaped to a certain cave on the mountain peak together.

A day and a night later, Dongfang Zimo suddenly realized the previous alchemy failure.

The man in the Taoist robe also had a comprehension of the troubles in cultivation, and both of them had gains.

"Zhang Daoyou is so accomplished in the art of alchemy, it really makes me envious." Dongfang Zimo sighed.

"Brother Dongfang wants to be discouraged, alchemy is not a year or two, and it has only been a hundred years of practice to achieve something." The man in the robe said with a wry smile.

"100 years! Zhang Daoyou has invested in this path for so many years, why don't you practice the way of practicing instruments by the way? Dongfang Zimo looked at the man in the robe in surprise and asked.