Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

In the center of Luan City, there is a small circular building about eight or nine feet high and six or seven feet wide. Although the appearance of the small building is not extremely luxurious, its materials are made of high-quality green iron wood. It shows the identity of its owner.

From a cursory glance, this small building was built not too long ago. Compared with the low and dilapidated buildings around it, it should have been built in the last ten years. But the owner of this small building is the real controller of Luan City, the Lord of Luan City.

Before Yao Xun came to the small building, he climbed up the stairs without any nonsense. The four sturdy warriors outside the building were obviously very familiar with Yao Xun and gave way to him with a smile. Yao Xun entered the small building directly, and a young woman in luxurious clothes immediately came forward with a smile on her face and bowed respectfully.

"Is the city lord here?"

Yao Xun just glanced casually, and said indifferently to the young woman in luxurious and somewhat revealing clothes without even looking at her.

"The Lord of the City has been waiting for you these days. Please come with me, senior."

The young woman did not show any displeasure at Yao Xun's indifference. Instead, she answered obediently, and then respectfully turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation. Yao Xun made a sound from his nose, which was regarded as an answer to the young woman's words, and then stepped forward. The young woman did not dare to take a few steps quickly to lead the way in front of Yao Xun.

It is hard to imagine that such an old man in tattered clothes would receive such courtesy in the small building of the city lord in this city. If Zuo Feng saw it, he would be shocked and speechless.

It's just that Zuo Feng was still concentrating on refining medicine at this time. Although he felt a little bit reluctant to let Yaoxun trade the medicine powder he made, after all, what he valued most was to learn the method of refining medicine. And now that he has obtained the prescription for Juli Powder, as long as he has enough medicinal materials, it is not a problem to refine as much as he wants.

Time flies so fast, it was still noon when Yao Xun left, and when he returned to the thatched hut, the stars and the moon were already in the sky. When Yao Xun came back, he couldn't help but look surprised. He saw Zuo Feng lying on his back on the ground. What caught Yao Xun's attention was the two full bottles of polyethylene placed next to Zuo Feng. The force is scattered.

Yaoxun had previously estimated that based on Zuo Feng's level of medicine refining, the remaining medicinal materials should be able to refine just one more bottle of medicinal powder. But now that all the medicinal materials have been used up, he was able to refine two full bottles of medicinal powder. This can only mean one thing. Zuo Feng's success rate in refining Juli Powder has improved a lot, and his level of medicine refining has also improved a lot. Big improvement.

Seeing Zuo Feng's exhausted look, Yao Xun's dirty old face couldn't help but reveal a hint of joy. It was the joy of seeing a stubborn stone transform into a beautiful jade with his own eyes. It was a kind of joy that came from the heart. Happy, he was happy for Zuo Feng.

The old man did not disturb Zuo Feng's rest, but quietly came to the hut to cook. With a wave of his hand, a table of sumptuous dishes appeared on the table. Without touching the delicacies on the table, he took out a wine bottle from his pocket, uncorked it and took a big gulp.

After swallowing a sip of strong wine, the smile on the old man's face gradually faded, but his eyes became complicated and contradictory. He looked up at the starry sky and said to himself: "After so long, I finally found a suitable person, but if he To do this is undoubtedly to harm him. What happened to me? Why did I suddenly feel discouraged again? Could it be..."

Yao Xun muttered to himself, his voice was very soft, as if there was some conflict in his heart. No one around heard what he said, but even if someone heard him, they wouldn't understand the meaning of his words. After Yao Xun finished speaking, he looked up at the dark night sky, and a gloomy look appeared on his face.

I don't know how long I slept, but Zuo Feng was woken up by the burst of hunger in his belly. He rubbed his eyes and looked up to see the dishes on the small table in the hut.

Zuo Feng felt really hungry. He got up from the ground and rushed to the hut in a few steps. He grabbed a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth without caring about the image. He choked on eating too much. Zuo Feng rolled his eyes. He hammered his chest hard several times, and then he managed to swallow the food in his throat.

Seeing Zuo Feng's appearance, Yao Xun just smiled and shook his head, then picked up the chopsticks next to him and started eating as well. Yao Xun's actions immediately caught Zuo Feng's attention. He looked at Yao Xun in surprise, and then looked up at the sky. Although it was just a rough estimate, Zuo Feng also felt that it should be at least late at night. He probably remembered that he fell asleep when it was just getting dark. He didn't expect that Yao Xun had been waiting for him to have dinner with him until this time.

Zuo Feng scratched his head in embarrassment, forced a smile on his face, and said awkwardly: "It turns out that senior didn't eat either. It's all because I don't have enough energy. After making those medicine powders, I really can't support it anymore."

As Zuo Feng spoke, he turned back and pointed towards the open space where the medicine stove was. Before he stretched out his hand, Zuo Feng knew that the two bottles of medicine powder must also have been collected by Yao Xun. But when he looked back, he discovered that there was a lonely jade bottle standing there on the ground.

Zuo Feng turned to look at Yaoxun with some confusion, as if asking, "Why did you leave another bottle for yourself? With your character, you shouldn't?"

Yao Xun also seemed to see what Zuo Feng was thinking, and snorted coldly and said: "You refined that bottle of medicine powder, and it was not in my plan originally, so you can use that bottle of Juli Powder." Leave it to yourself.”

After hearing Yao Xun's words, Zuo Feng was stunned at first, but then he showed a meaningful smile. It was true that the old man said that the bottle he had refined was over-refined, but it seemed a bit far-fetched to give that bottle of medicine powder to him for this reason. Zuo Feng also knew that the old man meant well, so he looked at him with a smile without saying a word.

"Why, if you don't want it, then I'll sell it. I happen to be quite short of money here."

Hearing what Yao Xun said, Zuo Feng hurriedly ran over, grabbed the jade bottle and put it into his arms. Then he carefully walked back to the hut. He absolutely believed that Senior Yao could do it if he said it. Zuo Feng, who sat down again, immediately noticed something different about this Yaoxun. After thinking about it carefully, Zuo Feng was surprised to look at the mysterious old man in front of him again.

Although Yao Xun was still in rags at this time, Zuo Feng couldn't help but be a little surprised to see the way he was eating food leisurely. He was still the rude beggar he had seen before in the restaurant. Zuo Feng had an illusion that the old man sitting in front of him definitely looked like a young man who was born into a wealthy family.

Although Zuo Feng is a native of the mountains, he has come into contact with many wealthy children in Yancheng. Anya is naturally one of them, and his friend "Jiuquan" Ding Hao's origin is said to be a super The only son of a wealthy businessman, this may be why he has a deep understanding of good wines.

He had seen Yao Xun picking up vegetables with chopsticks before, but he looked a little awkward but didn't think much about it. But when he was walking back from the hut just now, he happened to see Yaoxun putting the food into his mouth. The gentle way of eating it, coupled with the old man's weed-like hair and dirty face, made him A chill immediately rose up on Zuo Feng's back.

Although Zuo Feng was a little surprised by this situation, he didn't point it out. After all, the old man had no intention of revealing his identity since meeting him. Even if he saw something, he had to continue to pretend to be stupid.

Just after Zuo Feng sat down again, his eyes casually turned to the corner, and then a metal container the size of a bucket came into view. Zuo Feng had been staring at the sumptuous dishes on the table when he rushed into the hut because he was too hungry. Now that he had a bottom in his stomach, he began to look around casually, and then he discovered this weird metal container.

"Old senior, are you really planning to let me make wine?"

Zuo Feng stuffed food into his mouth, pointed to the metal container in the corner, and muttered indistinctly. At this time, Zuo Feng's eating appearance looked more like a hungry beggar.

Yao Xun rolled his eyes and said impatiently: "Do you think I am joking with you? Your medicine refining level can barely reach the entry level now. I think if you make it more seriously, it shouldn't be wasted. Those precious wine-making materials.”

Zuo Feng's expression became extremely ugly, and he almost vomited out the food he was about to swallow. He glared at the old man fiercely and said: "I'm still reluctant, and I'm still wasting your materials. I, I won't serve you anymore, I can't brew it." Bring out the wine.”

He swallowed the food hard as if he was angry, and after finishing speaking, he started eating again. Yao Xun also heard that Zuo Feng was speaking out of anger, so he stared at Zuo Feng with his peripheral vision and said calmly: "You really don't want to brew?"

“Not brewing”

"You will be paid for this brewing."

"Not brewing..."

Although Zuo Feng still refused, his tone had softened somewhat and was not as firm as before. The old man smiled slightly and said again: "It is said that practicing wine-making techniques will be of great help to refining medicine."

"Forehead……"

"I seem to have heard that refining medicinal liquids evolved from the art of brewing wine. Although it is just a legend, I don't know if it is true?"

"I……"

Yao Xun seemed to be talking to himself, but Zuo Feng's face became increasingly ugly. 'This old man really likes to play tricks on himself. He obviously heard that he said this out of anger, but he still had to make himself completely admit defeat verbally. I really don’t know if he is too young at heart, or if he just has such a carefree personality. ’

Just when Zuo Feng was thinking wildly, Yao Xun continued to speak: "I still have several prescriptions here. Although the level is not high, even for junior alchemists, they are all head-breaking existences. Alas... Pity."

When the old man finished speaking, Zuo Feng's face completely collapsed, and he said with a pleading tone: "Senior, please stop playing tricks on me, I promise to make wine."