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For the whole day, Aunt Xiang was busy in front of the furnace, throwing some medicinal materials into the decoction from time to time. It was not until evening that she panted lightly, her body covered in fragrant sweat, and told Yang Kai that he could come out after absorbing the medicinal power before leaving the room to go back and rest.

Yang Kai soaked in it for another whole night, absorbing every last bit of the medicinal power in the decoction.

He returned to his own room, closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, feeling the changes in his body.

His cultivation level had increased a little, and the True Yuan in his body had also become a little purer. The most significant improvement was in his meridians and flesh and blood.

As Aunt Xiang had said during the day, the main function of that cauldron of medicinal soup was to fundamentally improve a person’s meridians, making it easier for them to refine Yuan Qi in the future and more simply make the Yuan Qi become solid and pure.

This kind of benefit couldn’t be seen for the time being, but it was a benefit that could affect a person’s whole life.

Yang Kai tried to run the True Yang Art and discovered that the running speed of the True Yang Art was a little faster than before, and the earth energy absorbed into his body was indeed a little purer than usual.

This change is very subtle, but just as dripping water wears away a stone and grains of sand accumulate to form a tower, with long-term accumulation, the effect will surely be extraordinary.

Just one furnace of medicinal soup and a set of miraculous cultivation techniques can achieve this. Xiao Fusheng really has extraordinary means.

His combat power may not be ranked highly in this world, but he is one of the few Xuan-level top-grade alchemists in the world. His control over the art of alchemy has reached the acme of perfection. The various magical means he has spied on in alchemy can be said to be as miraculous as creating the world.

At dawn, Xiao Fusheng called Yang Kai and Dong Qingyan over together.

He didn’t teach the art of alchemy, but passed down a set of means to control Yuan Qi.

This has a great relationship with the art of alchemy, because when an alchemist refines pills, he needs to have a perfect control of his own Yuan Qi. As the saying goes, a miss is as good as a mile. To refine a furnace of good pills, subtle control of Yuan Qi is essential.

This set of means to control Yuan Qi also has a great relationship with any warrior. In battle, the martial skills are related to the control of Yuan Qi.

Any strong person will carefully calculate his own Yuan Qi. If he can release a martial skill with one part of Yuan Qi, he will never consume one and a half parts! This kind of careful calculation can make Yuan Qi play the greatest role and enable a warrior to support the longest fighting time.

Therefore, both Yang Kai and Dong Qingyan are learning extremely seriously.

This set of methods was explored by Xiao Fusheng himself when he was refining pills. It can be said to be one of his most precious experiences, and he imparted them all without reservation.

This teaching lasted for several days. Through intermittent learning, Yang Kai and Dong Qingyan became familiar with all the methods, and what was lacking was only practice.

At this time, Yang Kai suddenly remembered another sentence that Xiao Fusheng had said that day.

Who said that alchemy cannot reach the peak of martial arts?

When Elder Xiao said this sentence, his face was filled with deep confidence.

Just this means of manipulating vitality, if practiced to the extreme, there may be a possibility of snooping the mystery of the peak.

Yang Kai felt a solemn respect! Every word Elder Xiao said had great meaning and was thought-provoking, and could be described as every word being precious.

In the following few days, Yang Kai and Dong Qingyan were both practicing the exquisite manipulation of vitality. As time passed, Yang Kai found that such practice not only allowed him to better control every strand of vitality, but also made his own true yuan slowly fuse and purify invisibly.

The realm of the second level of the True Yuan Realm had subtly reached the peak and was only a hair’s breadth away from breaking through to the third level.

On this day, just as Yang Kai and Dong Qingyan were practicing the technique of manipulating Yuan Qi outside the house through their own martial skills, they discovered that the surrounding peaks were all bustling with excitement. Many people were walking and running back and forth on the rugged mountain paths of those peaks. Among them, there were quite a few disciples of the Medicine King Valley, and there were also many outsiders.

“What’s going on?” Dong Qingyan stopped and looked at the surrounding peaks curiously. “Why have so many outsiders come to the Medicine King Valley?”

Yang Kai shook his head, indicating that he didn’t know.

“The Alchemy Conference will start in a few days.” Aunt Xiang and Aunt Lan strolled over and gently opened their mouths to explain.

“Although the Medicine King Valley usually doesn’t allow outsiders to enter, after all, it has countless ties with the major forces in the world. So every time at this time, many people come to the various peaks to visit the major elders.”

Yang Kai and Dong Qingyan suddenly understood. Since they entered Cloud Hidden Peak until now, the two of them have been carefree and lived a secluded life. The days have passed very quickly, and they haven’t noticed the sign that the Alchemy Conference is about to start.

Aunt Xiang chuckled lightly: “All the peaks are very lively, except for the forbidden area, Pill Saint Peak, and our Cloud Hidden Peak!”

“Yes, it’s still quiet here with us!” Aunt Lan also smiled slightly.

Dong Qingyan giggled and said: “If Master were to open the mountain gate, I guarantee that those people would flock here! I’m afraid the various peaks would become quiet immediately.”

Aunt Xiang gave her a reproachful look and said, “Then your Aunt Lan and I will be exhausted. With so many guests coming and going, how can we be busy enough with serving tea and water?”

After getting along for this period of time, Aunt Xiang and Aunt Lan also liked Dong Qingyan very much. The two beautiful women had no children and regarded Dong Qingyan as their own daughter, taking great care of her.

The little girl’s mouth was also very sweet. She didn’t look down on them because they were ordinary people and maids, and she was very much liked by them.

As soon as Aunt Xiang’s voice fell, the door of Xiao Fusheng suddenly opened, and a loud laugh came: “It seems that my Cloud Hidden Peak is also very lively today.”

“Master!”

“Old Xiao!”

Yang Kai and Dong Qingyan quickly saluted. They saw Xiao Fusheng walking out of his room with a smile on his face, walking with a dragon’s gait and looking very energetic.

“Master, what makes you so happy?” Dong Qingyan stepped forward and asked in a coquettish voice. Yang Kai couldn’t help but get goosebumps. His cousin was Youdaoplaceholder0 in front of him, but she was very well-behaved in front of Xiao Fusheng, Aunt Xiang, and Aunt Lan.

“When friends come from afar, of course I’m happy.” Xiao Fusheng laughed heartily.

Dong Qingyan rolled her eyes: “I thought you didn’t like others to visit, but it turns out not to be the case.”

Xiao Fusheng chuckled: “That depends on who it is. Naturally, I don’t welcome those who come to ask me to do things, but the one who is coming soon is different.”

“Hahaha… Old Xiao, this time I come here, I also ask you to do something. Are you going to drive me away too?” With a burst of laughter, a figure quickly approached from the mountain road below.

Hearing this voice, Yang Kai couldn’t help but frown, and his expression suddenly became strange.

This voice… Why… seems to be…

Aunt Xiang and Aunt Lan were surprised when they heard that the comer actually called Old Xiao as Old Xiao. Obviously, they also didn’t know who the comer was.

Under the whole world, even if the heads of the eight great families in the Central Capital came, they would have to respectfully call him Master Xiao!

No one dares to call him Old Xiao so recklessly!

But when this address reached Old Xiao’s ears, not only was he not angry, but he even joked: “How dare I drive you away? I still owe you a life.”

In just a few words, Aunt Xiang and Aunt Lan suddenly realized that the comer was actually a savior of Old Xiao. Immediately, their pretty faces became solemn, and they greeted him respectfully.

The figure below shook, and the person who was originally hundreds of feet away suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

And there were not just one person who came, but two.

The one leading the way was an old man about the same age as Old Xiao. His face was full of wrinkles and he had a smiling expression. Behind him followed a charming woman. The woman’s beautiful eyes were as bright and innocent as stars. She was wearing a light green dress, and there was a sky-blue gemstone on her smooth forehead. A thin veil covered her face, making it impossible to see her appearance clearly.

As the wind blew, it blew her thin veil and dress, making her look as if she was floating in the air like a fairy, spotless and pure.

Yang Kai’s expression changed, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He stared at this masked woman without blinking.

The woman felt this aggressive and unbridled gaze, and her beautiful eyebrows couldn’t help but frown slightly. She glanced at Yang Kai indifferently.

Immediately, a thick surprise flashed in her star-like beautiful eyes. Her eyelashes, as dense as a fan, trembled slightly, and she blinked in disbelief.

When their eyes met, Yang Kai smiled slightly, and the woman’s eyes also curved into a crescent shape.

This woman was actually Xia Ning Shang, and the old man who came first was actually Meng Wu Ya.

“Brother Meng, long time no see!” Old Xiao stepped forward and saluted.

Meng Wuya had a beaming smile on his face and quickly returned the bow salute: “Xiao… Uh… Cough, cough, cough cough cough…”

He only managed to spit out one word before it was as if he was suddenly choked by a bone. There was a hoarse sound in his throat and he coughed loudly, until his head was dizzy, his ears were ringing, his eyes were dazzled, and his consciousness was blurred.

“Master!” Xia Ning Shang was shocked and quickly pounded Meng Wuya’s back lightly.

“Brother Meng is injured?” Xiao Fusheng’s expression was solemn and he quickly stepped forward to feel Meng Wuya’s pulse.

Meng Wuya quickly waved his hand. After coughing for a long time, he finally managed to catch his breath. With a face as if his father had died, he stared blankly at Yang Kai and said with a wry smile: “Why are you here, you brat?”

Damn it! This is really a narrow road for enemies and lingering ghosts.

More than a year ago, this brat was sent by Ling Taixu to practice in Youming Mountain. He hadn’t been seen for more than a year. Although at the beginning, his precious apprentice was absent-minded and sighed all day long, but with the passage of time and his earnest teachings, the precious apprentice finally walked out of the shadow of lovesickness, and his strength became more and more refined and his progress was rapid.

Originally, Meng Wuya thought that his apprentice must have forgotten Yang Kai, but unexpectedly, they met again in this crappy place today.

Looking at the deep affection in his precious apprentice’s eyes, how could Meng Wuya not know that she had never forgotten Yang Kai at all, but just suppressed that yearning in the bottom of her heart.

Perhaps, when there is no one around, she will take it out and recall it for a while to relieve the pain of lovesickness.

At this moment, Meng Wuya understood what it means that love is like fine wine, the longer it is hidden, the more mellow it is!

At this moment, Meng Wuya wanted to turn around and leave, but obviously it was too late.

At this moment, Meng Wuya wished he could slap himself a dozen times!

He also saw that Xia Ning Shang had been a bit depressed these days. Youdaoplaceholder0 the Medicine King Valley was holding some kind of alchemy conference, so he specially brought her out to relax. Who would have thought that he would meet this bastard here?

Damn it, why did you meddle in other people’s business! Meng Wuya even had the idea of hanging himself.


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