Time flies, time flies.

The valley of Lingchou was calm again, except for Qinglong and Xiao Hei who often made some noise, the three of them were all cultivating nervously.

Qiu Ze went to the back mountain to practice the body method and the Xuan Bing sword duel during the day, and at night, he came to the boulder in the bamboo forest to run the Xuan Bing Jue to absorb the aura, although it was boring, but every time he thought of the faces of the masters, Qiu Ze gritted his teeth and persevered.

A few months passed in a flash, and in winter, it became colder and colder on the Nanhan Mountain, and when the Spring Festival was approaching, Xin Lan hung red lanterns on the eaves of several wooden houses, adding some New Year's flavor.

That night, Akisawa came to the boulder in the bamboo forest as usual.

Qiu Ze relaxed his body and mind and began to think hard, as the aura slowly filled the acupuncture points, Qiu Ze was surprised to find that the speed of absorbing the aura slowed down, and in the end, he couldn't absorb it at all.

"Is the aura already full?"

Akisawa was overjoyed and jumped off the boulder.

For a few months, the aura he had inhaled into his body had been very full, faintly, and he felt that he was about to reach his limit, and it was time to break through.

At the critical moment, Qiu Ze relaxed instead, he knew that he couldn't do it brutally, he had to adjust his state, and then gather his spirit in one fell swoop!

Back in Hanyun Pavilion, looking at Xiao Hei, who was about to fill the bed, Qiu Ze helplessly pushed it aside.

In a few months, Xiao Hei's body has grown two full circles, and the red crown on his head has also become red, and when he spreads his wings, he can occupy the entire bed.

Xiao Hei was dissatisfied with being woken up by Qiu Ze in his sleep, his two little eyes stared at Qiu Ze resentfully, twisted his head to the side angrily, hung on the dragon horns of the green dragon, and fell asleep again.

Early the next morning, Qiu Ze came to the middle hall, and Xin Lan, who was walking towards him, saw that his face was full of red light, and his aura was exposed, and he was surprised: "Senior brother, have you already absorbed the spiritual energy?"

Qiu Ze said with a smile: "Yes, senior sister, it's been half a year, and it's finally full, just wait for the master to come out and help me gather spirits." ”

Xin Lan covered his mouth and smiled: "My father has been practicing for a few months, and he finally got out of the customs a few days ago, and now he is still sleeping in the room, and I don't know how long he will sleep." ”

"Don't get in the way, let's talk about it when Master wakes up. ”

After breakfast, Qiu Ze came to the back mountain, took out the green steel sword, and prepared to cultivate the Xuanbing Sword Duel.

Within a few months, Qiu Ze had a first glimpse of the Xuanbing Sword, he raised the green steel sword, shouted angrily, his body changed, and the green steel sword in his hand faintly exuded a cold aura, and around the tip of the sword, with Qiu Ze's movements, he divided three phantom swords.

The three phantom swords are the same as the green steel sword, and as Qiu Ze swings the green steel sword, the phantom sword also moves with the martial arts.

After practicing for a few hours, Akisawa was out of breath and lay on the ground, exhaling a white mist from his mouth.

After resting his breath, Qiu Ze stood up and prepared to continue practicing, but saw a black shadow quickly passing from the glacier, and the black shadow arrived in front of Qiu Ze in an instant.

This person's hair is scattered, and the black robe on his body is so rotten that it is not good, but between his eyebrows, he can still see that this person has a handsome face, he is not very old, but his face is cold.

Qiu Ze was stunned, he recognized this person, when he first went up to Nanhan Mountain, this person gave him a few pills.

"Hello senior brother!"

Qiu Ze hurriedly saluted, the man looked Qiu Ze up and down, and was stared at by a pair of cold eyes, Qiu Ze was a little stunned in his heart.

"The aura in your body is already abundant, why don't you gather spirits?"

The man finally spoke, but his tone was still frighteningly cold.

"Senior Brother Hui, I'm waiting for Master to help me refine the Gathering Spirit Pill. ”

With the help of the elixir, the success rate of the cultivators can be several percent higher, and it is an indispensable elixir for cultivators to gather their spirits.

The man nodded, and he was about to turn around and leave, when a thought suddenly occurred in his heart, and he said to Qiu Ze: "I'll help you refine a Gathering Spirit Pill." ”

Qiu Ze was stunned: "Huh?"

He didn't care whether Qiu Zetong agreed or not, sat on the ground, groped in the Qiankun bag for a long time, took out a few medicinal herbs and placed them in front of him one by one, and then divided the amount of medicinal herbs, and put the rest of the medicinal herbs on the other side, apparently preparing for alchemy on the spot.

"You...... Don't you use a Dan furnace for alchemy?"

Qiu Ze will inevitably bump and scratch his body when he cultivates on weekdays, Xin Lan will often refine some healing medicine for him, and every time he refines medicine, Xin Lan will take out the Dan furnace, and then start refining medicine.

Although Qiu Ze had not yet learned alchemy, Xin Lan had already told him that alchemy must use a Dan furnace, and only a Dan furnace could suppress the high temperature of the palm fire, keep the temperature in a uniform state, and refine the purest part of the medicinal materials.

If you don't use a Dan furnace when refining the pill, the effect will be greatly reduced, and the Dan furnace can also determine the quality of the refined pill, and the cultivator has cultivated to a certain point, and the temperature of the palm fire is higher, and the best Dan furnace must be used to refine the high-grade pill.

"No, I don't. ”

The man said a short word, then spread out his palm, and suddenly a strong cold air emerged from his palm, and several medicinal herbs floated up, one of which was controlled by him between his hands, and the rest of the medicinal herbs slowly floated to the side.

This medicinal material is called black scale paste, which is similar to a black fish, and contains a black liquid that can gather aura, and when refining, it is necessary to burn the impurities in the black scale paste with palm fire before the liquid can be refined.

However, it is not easy to refine the liquid in the black scale paste, it requires an extremely high temperature to burn the impurities into ashes, but if the temperature is too high, the liquid will also be dried, and when refining, the cultivator must always pay attention to the temperature, not only to remove the impurities, but also not to allow the liquid to evaporate.

I saw that the man's palm was slightly closed, and with a "bang", his palm suddenly burned with a raging flame, the flame temperature was extremely high, and it was scarlet, completely enveloping his two hands.

Akisawa was roasted to a parched mouth and took a few steps back.

The man exhaled softly, and the black scale paste melted into the flames, and the hard black scale paste gradually began to melt under the scorching heat of the flames, and when the impurities were separated, it was immediately burned into black smoke when it touched the flames, and slowly disappeared in the air.

Refining the black scale paste requires a lot of patience, and the slightest carelessness will completely burn the black scale paste, but the man walked leisurely, and after controlling the temperature to a certain limit, he freed up one hand, ignored the black scale paste, and stretched out his hand to another herb.

The herb was two grasses, which had been burned into a little yellow powder in the flames, and the man nodded slightly, presumably very satisfied.

In this way, he refined the black scale paste with one hand and other medicinal materials with the other, and methodically refined the medicinal materials into powder or liquid.

Just after the rest of the medicinal materials were refined, the impurities of the black scale paste were finally cleaned up, and a puddle of black liquid circulated in his hands, reflecting a faint light.