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"Apart from the method of opening the seal, I am completely unaware of the others. Before the teacher passed away, I was just a level 4 alchemist, and his Yaolin had already advanced to level 5, so the position of the hall master should have been his. But how could I know that Yaolin was not right in his mind. In the end, the teacher did not really pass on the position of the hall master to him, and no one knew the secret of the Dian Pavilion with the teacher's death." Qing Chen said, and a look of sadness appeared on his face. Obviously, the former had a lot of regrets about this memory.

Feeling deeply touched by Qingchen, Xu Zhen also sighed. Then, Qingchen said seriously: "Brother Xu, I hope I can help me keep this secret. Ou Chuyang opened the seal. No matter what he got, don't let people from the outside know. Otherwise, it would definitely bring him unnecessary killing disaster, which is my request to you."

Seeing Qingchen look like this, Xu Zhen also knew how serious the matter was, but he still pretended to be unhappy and said, "Am I a gossiping person?"

Upon hearing this, Qingchen smiled slightly. Knowing that Xu Zhen had agreed to his request, he quickly clasped his fists and thanked him: "Then Qingchen thanked Brother Xu."

"Um~"

Just as the two elders were talking briefly, Ou Chuyang on the bed suddenly let out a painful hum, which immediately attracted the attention of the two elders.

"Ou Chuyang."

After moving to the edge of the bed, Qingchen called anxiously. Then, under the concern of the two elders, Ou Chuyang finally slowly opened his eyes.

The dark eyes were not as bright as before before. When Ou Chuyang opened his eyes completely, he felt that his eyes were blocked by a thin layer of water mist, and he could not clearly observe the surrounding environment for a while. Moreover, what made Ou Chuyang feel most uncomfortable was that when his thoughts began to move, a severe pain immediately came from his head.

“Woo~”

Ou Chuyang struggled, one arm struggling to lean on the edge of the bed, but the other hand pressed the severely painful head tightly, shook his head vigorously, and murmured: "Where am I?"

Seeing Ou Chuyang wake up, the situation was not very good, the two elders couldn't help but frown. Then, Qing Chen asked with concern: "Don't worry, this is Dantang, how are you doing now?"

Hearing Qingchen's voice, Ou Chuyang patted his forehead and replied, "It's okay. It's just a little hurting."

Upon hearing this, Qingchen felt a little relieved, and then said, "Don't talk anymore, take a break."

He nodded helplessly, and Ou Chuyang stopped talking. After a while, when Ou Chuyang felt that his head was no longer painful, he sat down firmly. At this time, the blurred vision became clear.

After carefully observing the surrounding environment, I found that I was still in the healing hut. In the room, the only two people were still acquaintances, so I felt relieved.

"I..." Seeing Qing Chen, Ou Chuyang was about to ask him about the pilling of the Dan God's hand before he could recover. At this time, two completely different voices came from the outside world and soul at the same time. Although these two voices came from the mouths of the two, their meanings coincided with the same.

"Don't say it."

In the soul, Wang Zhen's shout suddenly came, and Qingchen also stopped Ou Chuyang who was about to speak.

He suddenly heard the two voices ringing at the same time. Ou Chuyang was slightly stunned, and then he heard the Wang Formation in his soul say: "It's important. No matter what you get, don't tell others first."

Hearing the sound, Ou Chuyang's face moved, but he immediately reacted. When he was about to find a reason to cover it up, Qingchen took the lead in time and said: "No matter what you got in the Dian Pavilion, it is yours now. Since it is yours, there is no need to tell others."

The two of them had such a consistent attitude that Ou Chuyang was a little surprised. When he saw Xu Zhen watching him nodding with deep meaning, Ou Chuyang suddenly realized that they were afraid that the news would be leaked and that they would cause unnecessary trouble for themselves. Although there were only three people in the room, who could guarantee that the wall would be without ears?

He nodded completely. Next, since Ou Chuyang's injuries had not healed, Xu Zhen and Qingchen did not disturb Ou Chuyang, but instead instructed him to recover from his injuries with peace of mind and pay attention to rest, he both retreated.

Based on the incident of the Diange Tower caused by Ou Chuyang, rumors spread within the imperial capital.

The civilians' conjecture was caused by natural disasters such as earthquakes, but the conjecture of martial artists was that after Xu Zhen fought with the mysterious strong man that day, this kind of confrontation between the strong man appeared again. For a moment, rumors spread everywhere in the Feiyun Emperor Capital, and this incident undoubtedly became a topic that people scrambled to discuss after dinner.

Rumors were floating around like snowflakes in the middle of winter, and just as the so-called explanations were increasing, another more real news came from the Dantang, which was the news carefully arranged by Liu Changfeng and scattered: Qingchen failed to advance to Level 6 alchemist.

When this news came out, the empire was in an uproar. As we all know, the success of an alchemist is undoubtedly based on hard work and outstanding nature. Apart from these two prerequisites, the most difficult one is the word luck.

Sure enough, Qingchen had no good luck, so he failed to refine the Level 6 pills. But even so, anyone in the empire who had some understanding could not help but be shocked by Qingchen's actions. The Level 6 pills are such a glorious title. You must know that there are very few Level 6 pills on the continent, but there is not one in the Feiyun Empire.

Now, Qingchen began to sprint towards a higher and more difficult level. For the people of the empire, it was like a stimulant, which inspires the people's hearts. If you have a level six alchemist in the empire, your strength will rise to a terrifying level. This is undoubtedly. Therefore, even if Qingchen fails, countless people will believe that the former will definitely take the step that is worthy of advice.

It is true that all this is just a lie, and this lie is set to avoid rumors about the matter of Diange Tower. However, what made Qingchen happy was that this lie was successful. Under Liu Changfeng's arrangement, this lie successfully suppressed the incident. Even if some people still didn't believe it, this type of person has become a minority.

As time goes by, people begin to slowly forget the Diange incident that once alarmed countless people, and more than two months have passed.

For more than two months, Ou Chuyang has been staying in Dantang and has never taken a step forward. In the eyes of many people who know the inside story, this genius who once conquered countless people's hearts with his powerful strength in the imperial capital square seemed to be depressed and degenerate.

During Ou Chuyang's recovery period, friends who knew him, including freshmen in the academy: Xu Jie'er, Dongfang Xue, Chen Hang, and Qiu Na, who had a very good relationship with Ou Chuyang, all came to visit him. But to everyone's disappointment, they saw the former's confused and absent-minded expression. Therefore, they were all disappointed that after being attacked by Yaolin, Ou Chuyang, who was poisoned, began to depress himself step by step.

Of course, things were not as they thought. Ou Chuyang was not depressed or depressed. The reason why he was in a daze was entirely because an important thing was embarrassing his original heart, that is, the poison of the black blood silk.

At night, a purple flame radius faintly appeared in the dimly lit hut. This radius was extremely bright, but it was only the early stage. With the surging of Ou Chuyang's internal energy in the house, within a moment, this radius disappeared into the cauldron, and this was the most depressing knot that made Ou Chuyang.

"Oh, it failed again."

In the hut that was once again darkened, a low and inauspicious curse came. Yes, this curse came from the mouth of Ou Chuyang, who was in a distraught mood.

Qi Gathering Pill, a third-level pill that was once skillfully refined, has become extremely difficult to refine after losing the support of most of the internal energy, and this has been refined by Ou Chuyang countless times.

After a rough estimate, the refining of Qi Gathering Pill failed eight times ten times, and only two successes were successful, each time it consumed all of its internal energy.

Although he was angry, Ou Chuyang, who was relatively mature in his mind, was not so shocked by this blow. In the past two months, after countless experiments, the former finally discovered a more gratifying thing, that is, the current use of physical energy.

In two months, although Ou Chuyang had never given up on practicing, his main purpose was to refine medicine. He tried countless times and finally discovered that the internal energy in his body was not completely sealed by the three needles of black blood silk. At least in refining medicine, if he could endure his temperament and slow down the output of his internal energy, he could still maintain a relatively long period of time. In this way, the time for each alchemy may increase greatly, but it can maintain the success rate of application.

After reaching this conclusion, Ou Chuyang seemed to understand that the black-blooded silk poison would imprison his internal energy very annoyingly and not allow himself to do his best. Such shackles may be equivalent to turning others into a useless person with no combat power, but for Ou Chuyang, he can also refine pills.

Of course, the poison of black blood silk is not that simple. Ou Chuyang discovered that in the past two months, the former's violent toxicity not only can control his cultivation, but what is even more terrifying is that it is actually eroding its internal energy bit by bit, so that the results of its hard work are slowly slidding, and this is exactly what makes Ou Chuyang feel the most distressed. If there is no effective way to control its toxicity, Ou Chuyang believes that the period of the year that Qingchen once told him will definitely come as promised.

"What's the difference between this and waiting for death?" Ou Chuyang thought angrily.

"Young man, don't give up on yourself? Be calm." Wang Zhen in his soul suddenly comforted him when he heard Ou Chuyang's angry scolding, but this consolation seemed to have no concern at all, and it seemed to be joking.

Hearing the sound, Ou Chuyang rolled his eyes and retorted: "Pinghe? What you said is easy, how can you calmly?"

"Oh, it's better to have hope than not. As the saying goes, the boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge. Now everything has room for improvement. Isn't it just developing towards the better?" In the soul, Wang Zhen's laughter rose again.

Upon hearing this, Ou Chuyang also knew that Wang Zhen was comforting himself in a more pleasant way, and he couldn't help but look grateful, but then the former fell into trouble again.

"Oh~" sighed, and Ou Chuyang murmured: "Black blood silkworm, purple-leaf chrysanthemum, and ignited spirit pollen. These things are not easy to work with. Hope? Hope is very slim."

Hearing the sadness in Ou Chuyang's tone, Wang Zhen couldn't bear to joke with him anymore, and then said solemnly: "This black-blooded silkworm can be found in the dark mountains. However, he is a level five spirit beast. With your current strength, he must have gone but never returned. For purple-leaf chrysanthemum and spirit-burning pollen, although I am not very familiar with alchemy, I have heard of these two things. It is not difficult. They are both level five medicinal materials. The living environment of black-blooded silkworms cannot be separated from purple-leaf chrysanthemum, because it is a must-eat medicinal material for black-blooded silkworms. I don't know about this spirit-burning pollen."

It turned out that since Ou Chuyang got the Dan God's hand, he actually discovered that the secret recipe for how to remove the black blood silk poison in the hand was just that the medicine for this secret recipe was very rare. What bothered Ou Chuyang the most was that if the medicine for this secret recipe was obtained, it would be a big problem.

"Richling Pollen?" After taking Wang Zhen's words, Ou Chuyang smiled bitterly: "A strange flower growing in the wetlands has a detoxicating effect. It is a level 5 medicinal herb. This spirit-rung pollen is much more difficult to encounter than the purple-leaf chrysanthemum."

"That's nothing? Don't you know the largest chamber of commerce in the empire? Just ask them to help you acquire it. It's no difficulty, even the purple-leaf chrysanthemum. However, this black-blooded silkworm may have to search for it yourself, or you can find a few strong men to walk around the dark mountains. If you can meet it, that would be great." Wang Zhen said.

"Dark Mountains?" When Ou Chuyang heard this place, he was slightly stunned. He knew that the secret recipe had been so long that Wang Zhen mentioned the source of the black-blooded silkworm more than once, but it took two months to really pay attention to this place.

"Isn't that holy land just in the dark mountains? If you enter the holy land, you won't say that you will definitely be able to find this black-blooded silkworm, but hopefully it will increase greatly."

Thinking of this, Ou Chuyang's eyes flashed with excitement that had not been seen for a long time and said, "Maybe you are right. It's better to have hope than to die. You should think of some solution."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhen in the soul nodded with relief. It seemed that Ou Chuyang had not been knocked down by this blow.

"Huh sneer~"

In the early morning, when the red sun just rose from the horizon, a rare panting sound came from Dantang's backyard. In this forbidden area where most people in Dantang could not move, a young man dressed in short body was running tiredly around the courtyard. Sweat slid down his slightly tender cheeks and dripped onto the ground, soaking pieces of soil.
Chapter completed!