The competition ended with Zheng Jia's victory, and along the way, the two discussed the use of martial arts, the process of alchemy, and the subtlety of the exercises.

About half an hour later, after arriving at Hong's house, the two of them went into Hong Mingtian's room, when they entered the room, if it wasn't for the sweat soaking their backs, or his room was very cool, Zheng Jia didn't feel that it was so hot outside!

"After a day's journey, let's go take a shower first, and then have dinner, and it is safer to do alchemy in the dead of night!" Hong Mingtian called the servant and told him to prepare two sets of clothes and put them in the bathhouse, and he took Zheng Jia to the bathhouse together.

casually agreed, Zheng Jia's consumption today is indeed a bit large, maybe he can recover well and grow a little stronger, so he went to the bathhouse with Hong Mingtian.

In the bathhouse, Hong Mingtian took off his sweaty clothes without subtlety, revealing his pale yellow skin, six evenly and fully exposed his abdominal muscles, and after taking the first cold water, he ran out his vitality and meditated in the bathhouse.

Looking at this strange cultivation method, Zheng Jia did not interrupt him, and after a brief cleansing of his body, he jumped on the roof of the bathhouse, faced the east, sat cross-legged, and recovered.

If you want to successfully refine the elixir, you must ensure that you have enough vitality and soul power, as an old monster who has been reborn once, Zheng Jia's soul power is naturally not weak, and the only thing that is urgently needed is vitality.

In the process of slowly recovering, Zheng Jia could feel that his strength had improved significantly, and the original 1,300 levels of Yuan Qi of the First Heavy Mountain Xuan level were actually improving to 3,300 levels.

"It seems that fighting is the best way to quickly improve one's cultivation, depleting one's vitality in battle, and then absorbing one's natural qi, and repeating this, will temper the quality of one's vitality. "Although Zheng Jia in his previous life realized that his cultivation would improve his cultivation faster after the battle, he didn't care too much about it after all, and in this life it can be said that he reviewed the experience of his previous life.

In less than half an hour, the sky fell silent, and the Hong family was brightly lit. When it was time to eat, Hong Mingtian introduced Zheng Jia to the elders and their children, and said that Zheng Jia would stay at Hong's house for one night.

"Young man, if you can make friends with our Hong Shao, presumably your status will not be too low, right?" asked a middle-aged man with a shiny face and a big belly, as if he wanted to find out his details.

"Back to uncle's words, the kid is the son of Zheng Jiliao. Zheng Jia reported his father's name, and suddenly the people at the dinner table seemed to be shocked.

"Oh, it turned out to be the son of the former hero Zheng Jiliao. The face of the middle-aged man who was originally asking was frozen for a while, and he seemed to be vague when he mentioned Zheng Jiliao.

Seeing the different expressions of this greasy uncle from others, Zheng Jiajian raised his eyebrows, as if he was thinking about something.

Immediately, Zheng Jia let out a "chuckle" in his heart, and remembered that when his father had an accident, he seemed to have a grudge with someone from the Hong family. At the beginning, my father challenged the Hong family of more than 20 four-fold mountains with the strength of the first time he entered the five-fold mountain, and was finally abolished and cultivated.

Thinking of this, Hong Mingtian interrupted Zheng Jia's thoughts and asked the elders: "Elders, where is my father?"

"As soon as the patriarch came back, he was injured a little, and then he went to retreat and cultivate by himself. Before the retreat, the patriarch said that for the time being, I will carry out the tasks in the family, and you can also do some small things. The person who spoke was a tall and sturdy middle-aged and elderly man, with a gray beard that had grown to two feet long, and he was a beautiful man alive.

"It seems that my father is going to cultivate ground-level martial arts, it's better not to make trouble for him during this time, and even if he comes out, I will give him a surprise!" Hong Mingtian thought in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel relieved. If his father becomes the strongest person in Ice Heart City, then his status in Ice Heart City can be raised again.

In the conversation of having a match and not having a match, Zheng Jia finally understood the atmosphere of the Hong family, which is not as cheerful and active as the Zheng family, and it is so rigid to eat and chat.

After dinner, the two came to the room, Hong Mingtian said to the guard guarding the door: "Don't let anyone disturb me at night, do you hear?"

"Because my Yuan Qi reserves are too small, I can't successfully refine it by just one person, you have to transfer your Yuan Qi to me until I succeed in refining the pill, okay?" Zheng Jia whispered solemnly, explaining the biggest problem. And Hong Mingtian said conclusively that the vitality reserves were sufficient, so the two began to refine the medicine.

I saw Zheng Jia's eyes slightly closed, and his vitality was slowly released from his chest, converging into a fist-sized spherical flame, and then he took out the three flavored medicinal materials in his finger and threw them into the flame.

Just as the medicinal herbs were thrown into the flames at the same time, a crackling sound came from inside—it turned out that the three-flavored medicinal herbs were rapidly melting, and finally melting into dozens of tiny droplets.

It was only forty or fifty breaths of time, Zheng Jia only felt that his vitality was about to be emptied, handed Hong Mingtian a look, and signaled him to hurry up and transmit his vitality.

How dare Hong Mingtian slack off? One hand was close to Zheng Jia's back, emitting a faint light.

Zheng Jia only felt a burst of warmth coming from his back, and felt that strength was transmitted into his body again.

Alchemy requires sufficient vitality and soul power to pass the level, as well as enough experience, with the current Zheng Jia, he can't refine any pill at all, but with Hong Mingtian's help, it's different.

The combination of the three herbs fills the room with an invigorating and invigorating aura. The temperature of the flame controlled by Zheng Jia was always maintained at a temperature, and after a while, dense small droplets of water appeared on the forehead that was originally clean after taking a shower.

"And ...... How long!" Hong Mingtian only felt that things didn't seem to be as simple as he imagined, and after such a little time, half of the vitality in his dantian had been consumed, and he thought that not everyone could become an alchemist.

"Persist in it! The medicinal herbs have been completely turned into liquid medicine, and now it is only one step away from being melted and solidified!" Zheng Jia finished speaking, gritting his teeth, refining the pill with the help of the medicine furnace, this step of melting and consolidating is extremely difficult, and the slightest carelessness will destroy all the previous steps.

Usually the pills are spherical, but there are some special pills that require another form to consolidate their medicinal properties. Fortunately, the Restoration Pill is not one of those special pills, so it can avoid some unnecessary troubles of melting.

Zheng Jia slowly lowered the temperature of the flame, and the consumption of vitality naturally decreased, Hong Mingtian also felt that the loss of vitality was not so fast, so he put down the tension in his heart, but he still did not relax his vigilance, because his vitality was not much left, and if there was still something to do, it would not be a joke.

Trying his best to gather the liquid medicine into a sphere, Zheng Jia found that the liquid medicine was a little loose when the temperature gradually dropped, and at this moment when the liquid medicine was loose, the output of vitality was increased, and the shape of the elixir was re-consolidated.

It can be said that today is the most consumed day since Zheng Jia's rebirth, first he and Sima Zirui snatched the blood-drinking sword and lost some vitality, and then fought with the Triple Mountain Demon to lose vitality, consume physical strength and be injured, and in the afternoon, he fought with Hong Mingtian and almost exhausted his vitality.

"It's done!" Seeing that the shape of the pill had been stabilized, Zheng Jia slowly withdrew his vitality, but he didn't dare to directly withdraw his vitality into the dantian. Hong Mingtian naturally couldn't understand that this stage was called stable fire. If the Dan is directly withdrawn from the Yuan Qi Flame after it is completed, then the pill will burst because it can't stand the extreme temperature difference in a short period of time, and finally it will directly become a waste product.

"Whew...... It's finally done!" exhaling a breath of turbidity, Zheng Jia withdrew the pill into his finger, and the two of them fell to the ground at the same time, exhaling heavily.

"Oh my God, it turns out that refining pills requires vitality so much? Is that as long as I cultivate to a certain level, I can also refine pills?"

"You, you think it's quite beautiful! if your wood fire attribute and vitality are not pure enough...... The elixir that was refined...... It's all waste, not to mention, the most important thing in refining the pill is not ...... The amount of vitality! It's skill, skill! understand?" Zheng Jia fell to the ground and was the same as Hong Mingtian, but Hong Mingtian was much better than him.

"Forget it, don't talk about this! You do have the strength to refine the pill, so how should I solve this situation?" Hong Mingtian sat on the ground and asked with a serious face.

"Your situation is actually similar to my father's, and theoretically, using a better Spiritual Herb should help you solve this problem. But how can there be any high-grade spirit replenishing grass now! I guess if you want to solve your own problems, you will have to slow down a little longer!" Zheng Jia knew that he had a 10,000-year spirit supplementing grass, so he pretended to be tempted.

"I ......" Hong Mingtian wanted to speak and stopped, stood up with a body full of pain, glanced around secretly, and after struggling vigorously in his heart, he finally made up his mind and whispered: "I actually have a 10,000-year-old spirit supplementing grass, if you can help me solve the problem of congenital closure of the dantian, then I am willing to provide it!"

Zheng Jia's eyes widened in surprise, and just as he was about to open his mouth and shout, he was covered by Hong Mingtian's hand.

"Be quiet! I have the 10,000-year-old spirit replenishing grass that only I know! Now that you know, I don't want a third person to know......! When do you think you can help me refine the pill?" Hong Mingtian made a silent gesture and asked cautiously.

Zheng Jia removed Hong Mingtian's hand and whispered: "The Ten Thousand Years Replenishing Spirit Grass is certainly a good thing, but the quality of the medicinal materials determines the difficulty of refining the pill, with my current strength, it is not enough to refine that level of medicinal materials, but as long as I reach the strength above the Four Mountains, I am sure that I will refine the Breaking Seal Pill for you to take!"

Hong Mingtian's excitement was beyond words, and he couldn't wait for Zheng Jia to reach the strength of the Sizhong Mountain now.

"During this time, I tried my best to cultivate, and it shouldn't be a long way to reach the Quadruple Mountain. After Zheng Jia finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged, his hands were sealed, and he recovered.