A Martial Saint in Two Years—and You Say It Was All Hard Work?
Chapter 82

Who Doesn't Love Free Stuff?

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Mo Yun said, "Just luck, just luck."

The old man fell silent for a long while, as though digesting the news, then slowly sat up, his wicker chair creaking.

"In all my years, I've never seen martial talent like yours." Zhou Bo's voice carried a note of wonder.

Mo Yun smiled without dwelling on the subject.

Aside from sharing the good news, his main reason for visiting Zhou Bo today was to ask about the Pill Dao.

He had been studying the True Explanations of the Pill Dao that Zhou Bo had given him.

Ever since he had last added points to his health, his comprehension and understanding had improved noticeably. The once-obscure theories of the Pill Dao were no longer so difficult to read, and he had learned quite a bit more over this period.

Of course, even so, there was still much he did not understand.

"Zhou Bo, I'd like to ask about something. Section seven of the third volume of the True Explanations of the Pill Dao mentions that refining Qi-Blood Pills requires four shifts and three returns in controlling the heat."

"What exactly do these four shifts and three returns mean? I've thought it over again and again, but I still don't quite understand."

As he asked, Mo Yun took the slightly frayed copy of the True Explanations of the Pill Dao from inside his robe and opened it to a marked page.

Zhou Bo took the book, glanced down at it, and stroked his graying beard. "Well, it's simple to explain, but not so easy to do."

"The four shifts mean changing the fire in the pill furnace four times: from gentle heat to fierce heat, from fierce heat to moderate heat, from moderate heat back to gentle heat, and finally to high heat to

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