225: C225 Who helped?

C225 Who helped?

Who helped?

All of them shook their heads in the same manner as this person had. It could be seen that the other party was shaking his head and his heart was filled with doubts. They had successfully refined it so many times and had almost blown up the furnace, there must be a reason for them to suddenly stabilize.

"Don't tell me …" The few of them turned to look at Ran Mingshi. The only person who could do this was most likely him.

"Why are you guys looking at me?" Ran Mingshi frowned, seeing the way they were questioning him, he could not help but let out a bitter laugh.

"If I had the ability, I would have succeeded long ago."

They couldn't help but nod their heads. Indeed, if Ran Mingshi had the ability, he wouldn't have exploded his furnace so many times already. Who would use their own life to joke around? Moreover, with Ran Mingshi's current state, he could not refine it at all, and could not even use his own strength.

"Who could it be?" The confusion in their hearts grew, to the point that they couldn't wait to find out who it was who had helped them.

Suddenly, everyone's attention turned to Mo Feng, only to see him lying down and resting comfortably, and upon seeing everyone's gaze, they all became startled.

"Why are you guys looking at me?"

The eyes of Mo Feng and the others flashed, excluding all of them, the only one who could help here was Mo Feng.

"Mo Feng, was that your help just now?" Old man Xuan asked in a low voice. The few of them stared straight at Mo Feng, their hearts stopped beating for a moment, waiting for his answer.

"Could he be hiding his strength?" The few of them thought at the same time, their hearts beating even slower, they really hoped that Mo Feng would deny it, if not it would be too terrifying.

"Help?" Mo Feng was startled, his face was confused, then suddenly, he pointed at the Pill Cauldron s.

"Are you guys saying that I was the one who helped you stabilize the pill?" If they didn't know what was going on, these people definitely wouldn't believe it.

Everyone nodded, Mo Feng laughed and shook his head, he stood up and looked at everyone, and then shook his head again.

"Do you know why you failed to refine it time and time again?"

The few of them shook their heads, and Mo Feng said again:

"That's because you're not coordinated enough."

A few people raised their eyebrows, not understanding what was going on. Mo Feng could only continue to explain:

"None of you will be able to concoct this pill. Only if you work together can there be a sliver of hope."

"Originally, all of you could have completely refined it, but you forgot that refining pills requires a very delicate control, and it is very difficult for all of you to achieve the same level of control."

The few of them were somewhat enlightened, but this was not enough to completely solve the puzzlement in their hearts.

"After a few explosions, your coordination and tacit understanding reached a certain level. At the last moment, your coordination reached the highest level, allowing the pills to stabilize. So, do you understand?"

Mo Feng looked at the few of them, waiting for them to quickly understand. Otherwise, he would have to find another excuse even if he said he was dry.

What Mo Feng said was reasonable, it was consistent with the situation then, and could not be refuted, but if they really wanted to refute it, because there was supposed to be some form of luck in the process of refining pills, maybe luck would come at the last moment. Furthermore, the teamwork and understanding were getting stronger and stronger, and it would all work out in an instant?

"Alright, let's not think about it anymore. Being able to refine a medicinal pill is a good thing, what's there to be conflicted about?" He was the first one to believe what Mo Feng had said. He did not have the time to think about it, he only wanted to quickly consume the pellet to increase his lifespan.

The few of them nodded their heads, no longer hesitating. Mo Feng's words were believable, even if he frankly admitted it, they would not believe him.

Seeing that everyone was no longer conflicted, Mo Feng heaved a sigh of relief.

"Alright."

"Bam!"

He slapped the Pill Cauldron and used a jade bottle to catch the pill, carefully giving it to Ran Mingshi. Ran Mingshi took the jade bottle and without saying a word, he turned and walked away.1

"I finally succeeded."

"This pellet will at least increase Ran Mingshi's lifespan by twenty years. If he has twenty years, he can then look for medicinal herbs and at that time, his lifespan will increase by ten more years."

The few of them lamented. One day when Ran Mingshi was here, the Jade Flame Gate would be able to develop steadily for a day.

If Ran Mingshi did not make a breakthrough in his cultivation, it would be even harder than ascending to heaven. Unless he obtained a rare heavenly resource that could only be found once in a thousand years, he would only be able to live past twenty years at the most. Right now, the only thing he could do was to quickly raise a master teacher to take over.

Although he did not know the name of the pill Ran Mingshi was concocting, he knew clearly that this pill could not be considered to be a genuine longevity pill. Strictly speaking, it was only a relatively advanced healing pill.

Ran Mingshi's lifespan did not stop there, but because of the illness from the injuries he received and the constant swallowing of his lifespan, this pellet could only help him resolve a portion of his problems, and was not able to increase his lifespan in the true sense.

In this kind of small place, no one would be able to produce a pill that could extend one's lifespan. Even he would need to expend a great deal of energy to refine such a pill. It was far more than what it was today.

Everyone was anxiously waiting for Ran Mingshi to go in and refine the pellets. At this moment, time was passing extremely slowly, even slower than when they had spent so many days refining pellets.

"Dong Dong Dong"

Two days passed. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside. Old man Xuan turned around and opened the door, as if he had already defined himself as a doorman.

The few of them looked behind them and then paid no further attention. Not long later, the sound of footsteps could be heard, accompanied by an angry roar:

"Old Man Liao, come out right now!"

"Hmm?"

Master Liao frowned, he turned to look, only to see a purple-robed elderly man walking over with large strides, in a rage.

"Old Man Mu, what are you screaming about?"

"I'm yelling?" The anger in Old Man Mu grew even stronger as he pointed at Old Man Liao's nose and cursed:

"You shameless old thing, you actually dared to attack my disciple for your age! Did you know that you almost beat him to death!? "Come at your father if you dare, fight fair with your father!"

Mo Feng raised his eyebrows, who was this Old Man Mu? Could it be that Wen Ziqing's master?

"Your disciple isn't disciplined enough, and still wants to blame me?" The Master Liao snorted. This time, he was so angry that he wanted to jump up and rush up to fight with the Master Liao.

Mo Feng thought, and did not say a word.

"Hey, Old Man Mu, don't be rash!"

"Ran Mingshi is cultivating inside, don't disturb him!"

Old Xuan and the others immediately went up to stop the Old Man Mu and advised. Master Liao snorted coldly and did not say anything, but seeing that he was indifferent and unhappy, Old Man Mu's anger soared even higher. Just as he was about to curse, he suddenly saw Mo Feng behind Master Liao and was startled, and immediately pointed at him and shouted:

"You hit my disciple for this little bastard?"

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