As the fog of Ningxue dissipated, the whole room was filled with a faint floral fragrance, which smelled good.
But Mu Wanwan felt that his heart was dripping blood, it was not easy to cultivate a Ningxue!
The Ningxue seedlings she cultivated when she had an epiphany were only seventeen in total, and now only one has been scrapped.
"啾~" Mengmeng sniffed the smell in the air, as if she was quite intoxicated, and made a pleasant chirping sound beside Mu Wanwan.
Mu Wanwan sighed, took out a jade bottle of average quality from his pocket, and filled the juice of the bellflower that was suspended on the side, so that it could not be wasted.
Because he was afraid of wasting another Ningxue tree, Mu Wanwan didn't plan to try to refine Ningxue Dan again. He took Mengmeng to the yard, put it down and let it play by himself. After picking up a few Huiling Fruits, some bellflowers, and dredging flowers, I'd better start with cheap medicinal herbs.
This time, she was more careful than the last time, staring closely at the situation in the pill furnace, and when several Huiling Fruits were gradually refined into a pale red liquid, she immediately used her spiritual power to control the half-solidified pale cloud. The red liquid, at the same time, quickly threw the prepared dredging flower into the Dan furnace.
When the dredging flowers were almost melted, Mu Wanwan quickly poured the juice of the bellflower that had been packed before.
What she thought was very beautiful, that is, to use spiritual power to knead the three groups of liquid like dough, and then wait for a certain temperature to condense the elixir.
But there is a gap between imagination and reality. Mu Wanwan just put the three materials together when she found that her spiritual power could not operate the three liquid groups at the same time. congealed together.
Because his energy was focused on condensing the three liquid masses together, Mu Wanwan didn't pay much attention to controlling the pill fire, and the spiritual power was not connected all of a sudden, the pill fire became much bigger, and failed again.
The three liquid globules that had a good color at first were all charred black. Mu Wanwan put out the Dan fire with a bit of heartache and cleaned one side of the Dan stove.
She thinks it might be a matter of order. The order written on the pill recipe is indeed to first refine all three ingredients into a liquid mass, and then combine the three into one. There should be no problem with Dan Fang, is it because she neglected some steps
Recalling the stagnant feeling she encountered when she wanted to condense pills before, Mu Wanwan guessed whether it was because her spiritual power was not strong enough, but she thought it shouldn't be. After refining these two kinds of medicinal herbs, it makes no sense that she is not enough spiritual power now that she is third-order.
Mu Wanwan was in distress. Because this problem was not resolved, she did not continue to try to refine it. After all, every failure lost not only Dan Huo and her spiritual power, but also many materials.
Just two failures, she has wasted a Ningxue and many other spiritual plants.
Mu Wanwan thought about it for a long time, took a dredging flower and looked at it for a long time, until her eyes were a little sore, and then she got up, ready to see the time and do some more work to cultivate some spiritual plants.
She will be able to go out in about three or four days. Now she has not even made a single pill. Maybe she will not be able to make it before she goes out this time. In order to avoid Mr. Long and Mengmeng eating with her in the next month Soil, and for the sake of new clothes, she should cultivate more spiritual plants.
By the time she packed her things and walked out of the side hall, it was almost dark outside.
Now that the temperature is getting lower and lower, and the sun is setting very early, Mu Wanwan thought about it and went to the study. She wanted to take a piece of pen and paper to record the reasons and experience of the failure of alchemy these times, and some data. to avoid failure.
She doesn't come to the study very often, but she's no stranger to it—
The study is also very luxurious, a large one, but basically all valuable things have been taken away, and books are also very valuable in this era, so there is basically nothing left in Mr. Long's study.
The ink and inkstone that Mu Wanwan found before were all found in some corners and nooks. She didn't clean this place often, but only once or twice a month.
But this time, Mu Wanwan clearly felt that there was something different in the study. Stepping in was like entering a place where something was set up, which made her a little inexplicable.
Mu Wanwan just felt that something was wrong, but Mr. Long, who had been quiet and cultivated on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of vigilance and indifference in his black eyes, but the coldness soon entered the magic circle because he was sure The one in the center was the wife and disappeared, turning into a hint of helplessness that seemed to be pampered.
Mr. Long's spiritual sense was scattered, and he could only use his spiritual sense to look at her secretly while Madam had not reached the fourth rank and hadn't cultivated it.
Dragon / Paralyzed on the outside / shy and fanatic on the inside / cool in character / Mr., but his consciousness completely exposed his nature, like a clingy big cat, followed Mu Wanwan from the door of the study into the depths of the study.
She seems to look better than before ( ω )
Hmm, it really looks better.
Mr. Long was in a trance, when Mu Wanwan suddenly found a yellowish piece of paper in an inconspicuous place under the table.
She hadn't seen it when she was cleaning before, so she just picked it up and took a look.
So Mr. Long watched his wife slowly bend down, and the not-so-heavy clothes outlined her slender waist, and then went down...
Mr. Long's consciousness suddenly took a few steps back, and turned a corner humanely.
His heart was hot, and the tip of his nose felt a little hot.
After covering his face for a while, Mr. Long released his hand and continued to observe (peek) Mrs.
Fortunately, she had picked it up. It was a piece of yellowed parchment, curled from the edges.
Mr. Long tried hard to recall, but he couldn't remember the contents of this piece of paper. He lived for more than a hundred years and was the leader for decades. Although he was considered a very, very young dragon in the dragon family, he still I have written a lot of...
Suddenly there was a bad feeling in his heart, Mr. Long nervously watched Mu Wanwan slowly unfold the parchment.
The moment he saw the handwriting on the paper, Mu Wanwan's face suddenly became a little wonderful—
This word is simply very... Ugly is a bit of a compliment.
The characters in this world are far less complex than traditional characters. After having the memory of the original body, Mu Wanwan tried to write it twice. Although the writing is not particularly beautiful, it is also very neat.
But the words on this piece of paper, how to say, have a bit of abstract meaning.
She wondered if there was something wrong with her eyes, and after looking at it for a long time, she couldn't understand it. She frowned slightly, and she simply covered the content below with her hands and identified it word by word.
"I… "
Mu Wanwan worked hard for a long time, and finally recognized the first word.
She read it out softly, but Mr. Long in the bedroom already had the urge to hit the wall.
He was really immature at the time, and he didn't know much about men and women. There were always some people who didn't know where they came from wanting to become a Taoist partner with him. He was annoyed to death. Complained about it.
How could she be seen by Mrs. In case she understands...
He is already a disabled disabled dragon, and he can't be suspected again...
He is very contradictory now. On the one hand, he hopes that his wife hates him better, but he can't help but hope that she can like him more.
Mr. Long pursed his lips and grabbed the quilt nervously.
"Do not… "
"meeting?"
I do not know
Mu Wanwan stared at it for a long time, and got stuck on the next word, so she gave up, looked back, recognized word by word, and finally read it to the end, and even guessed, and finally recognized the sentence. roughly meaning-
The first line is, "I don't know X"
The next sentence is, "X actually leads me, I'm still young, huh."
The author has something to say: Mr. Long: "Madam, I can do what I can do!"