Chapter 95 The first step is done As expected, the three or four hours spent by the two of them were not in vain.
Deng Si'er finally stopped stirring the wooden stick with his hands and wanted to raise his hands to wipe the sweat on his face.
Unexpectedly, his arms became stiff from repeating the same action for a long time, and he couldn't lift them at all. stand up.
"Deng Si'er, come here quickly."
Mo Lidao was not sure about Deng Si'er's physical condition at this time, so he quickly waved to Deng Si'er and asked him to come over to him.
Hearing the sound, Deng Si'er put the wooden stick in place with some difficulty, slowly moved his legs and waist, which were also somewhat stiff, and it took quite a long time to reach Mo Lidao's side.
When Mo Lidao saw Deng Si'er approaching, he pulled Deng Si'er to his side.
Deng Si'er couldn't help shouting in pain: "Hey, why are you so gentle?"
Mo Lidao ignored Deng Si'er's dissatisfaction and directly transferred his inner energy to his palms, vigorously rubbing Deng Si'er's shoulders, arms, and Deng Si'er's waist.
In an instant, the whole hut was filled with the screams of Deng Si'er, howling like ghosts and wolves, so frightened that everyone passing by the door of the hut could not help but tremble.
Good guy, you are shouting so heartbreakingly, what is going on here?
The blood circulation in these parts was not smooth due to Deng Si'er's long and continuous single movements.
Mo Lidao used internal force to assist Deng Si'er in massaging the key acupuncture points on these parts.
After a while, Deng Si'er felt warm all over his body.
Yangyang, very comfortable.
After a while, Deng Si'er let out a contented sigh.
He didn't expect that Mo Blackface's massage technique was so effective.
Suddenly remembering something, Deng Si'er suddenly grabbed Mo Lidao's hand that was massaging his arm.
Although he still felt a little sore when he raised his hand, it was much less painful than before.
Deng Si'er couldn't help but feel excited when he spoke.
A little grateful: "Don't be so black-faced.
I feel much better.
Stop wasting your internal energy.
You have been using your internal energy to control the heat.
For such a long time, it's not much easier than me."
When Mo Lidao heard this, he immediately slapped Deng Si'er on the shoulder.
He seemed to be very used to Deng Si'er calling him Mo Heilian, and said with a smile: "I really didn't realize that you, the kid, can also care about people.
But I really didn't expect that you could persevere.
It really makes me admire you.
It's amazing."
Hearing this, Deng Si'er changed his usual playful and unruly look.
Instead, he scratched his head and smiled shyly.
With an expression that even he had not expected, he said: "Don't tell me, this is the first time I have done something so seriously.
I didn't even expect that I could persevere.
If it hadn't been for those two blows from you just now, I wouldn't have been able to lift my arm.
Can't even lift it."
Mo Lidao obviously did not expect that Deng Si'er would behave like this.
Suddenly he felt quite relieved, so he stepped forward and patted Deng Si'er on the shoulder, smiling and saying: "Okay, thanks to you, the fusion of Ganoderma lucidum here is very good now.
In the next period of time, just keep the furnace from getting cold.
You should go back and have a rest.
In the past few hours, I think You are so tired."
Deng Si'er nodded in a rare obedient manner, while rubbing his still sore shoulders, he walked out of the door.
When he reached the door, he suddenly turned back and said to Mo Lidao: "Hey Mo Hei Lian, just wait until I go back and take a nap.
I'll be refreshed by tomorrow and then I'll come and help you."
Mo Lidao waved his hands casually at Deng Si'er twice and said funnyly:
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"Okay, go back and rest quickly.
The concoction in this cauldron has just been integrated and it still needs a day to settle.
You just need to sleep, I'm not in a hurry."
Deng Si'er nodded behind Mo Lidao's back and walked out of the low house without looking back.
"Why is this kid getting more and more pleasing to my eyes?"
The moment Mo Lidao watched Deng Si'er come out of the low house, he suddenly sighed with emotion, with some relief as an elder, and some inexplicable and complicated emotions that he couldn't explain, but Deng Si'er had already Walking away, no one could be seen, and no such meaningful sighs could be heard.
As everyone knows, at this moment, probably at the moment when Deng Si'er turned around and left, Mo Lidao suddenly had an idea that he had not had for a long time.
As soon as this idea appeared in Mo Lidao's mind, it was like a strong medicinal fragrance surrounding the small house, which lingered for a long time.
But Mo Lidao didn't know whether he should tell Deng Si'er.
After all, Deng Si'er's future life and the path he would take were a novel world that Deng Si'er had never been exposed to before, a completely different path. direction.
While Mo Lidao was thinking about it, he moved to the side of the furnace and prepared to move a chair to sit down and watch the fire, taking a short rest.
Unexpectedly, when he was about to reach out to pull out the chair, he saw that on the old mahogany chair, there was something that had been used for some time.
A blanket lay there.
Mo Lidao reached out and stroked the blanket.
It wasn't thick, but it was very soft and warm.
Ever since he refined the Thousand Jue Pill alone more than ten years ago, Mo Lidao thought that he would be the only one on this so-called obsessional path until his death.
But now Deng Si'er appears.
Maybe it was because God was merciful, but Mo Lidao never believed that God would open his eyes.
But the moment he saw this blanket, Mo Lidao's heart was suddenly touched, and he couldn't help but murmured: "Hey, this kid Deng Si'er."
At this time, Deng Si'er didn't know that the most important turning point in his life would happen to Mo Lidao, a person he had just met for a few days.
When he yawned and entered the room, he was still thinking: "But it's so exhausting.
I didn't expect that the first step of refining Qian Jue Dan would be so difficult.
I don't know if I can hold on to the next steps."
But the moment she saw the bed, Deng Si'er felt like she couldn't think of anything, she just wanted to have a good and beautiful sleep.
As a result, Deng Si'er fell into a sweet dream as expected as soon as he touched the soft pillow.
"Deng Si'er, I heard you're back.
How about refining the medicine?"
When Dou Ba heard the noise in Deng Si'er's house, he thought it was Deng Si'er who had come back from helping Mo Lidao refine medicine.
He was curious and wanted to come over and have a look and ask about the situation.
As a result, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Deng Si'er lying on the bed with his back stretched out, the quilt was not even lifted, and he was snoring soundly in sleep.
Dou Ba blinked and looked at Deng Si'er at this time, and couldn't help but wonder: "Deng Si'er is tired.
Doesn't it mean that he just takes ordinary pills?
It seems that Mr.
Mo's alchemy skills are not as superb as what the world says.
Otherwise, how could Deng Si'er be so tired?"
If Zuo Chi and Chu Jing were present at this time, they would probably have this doubt as well.
What kind of elixir are Deng Si'er and Mo Lidao refining: