In the end, according to the double prompts from Mr. Long and Mao Jiu, Mu Wanwan simulated several alchemy sequences and methods, ready to try them one by one.
Ningxue's seedlings were originally not many. Yesterday failed to waste one plant. Today, Mengmeng ate one, and there were only fifteen plants left, so Mu Wanwan was going to try it first.
This time, she carefully divided the Huiling Fruit into three parts. After thinking about it, she decided to take the most essential part first. Even though the first time might be a bit wasteful, she still wanted to refine the medicine pill first.
There should be no problem with the pill recipe. Mu Wanwan took the pulp of Huiling Fruit, and removed the rhizome of the bell grass and the flower heart of the dredging flower. Then he went to the side hall to prepare alchemy. Mengmeng also followed. Come together.
The Pill Stove slowly floated up. With yesterday's experience, Mu Wanwan controlled the Pill Fire much more smoothly. When the flames rose, Mao Jiu jumped excitedly on the side.
Mu Wanwan smiled and calmed down. He first put the bellflower with the impurities removed into the pill stove, and controlled the fire. After a while, he used his spiritual power to hold the bellflower's juice suspended in the air.
This time, instead of the deep green of yesterday, the liquid mass was lighter in color.
Mu Wanwan had some confidence in his heart, and put the pulp of the Huiling Fruit into the pill furnace, and while the spirit power controlled the pill fire, he observed the degree of melting.
It was amazing that this time her spiritual power penetrated into the pulp, as if she could feel the pure energy in it. Mu Wanwan's heart moved, she slowly controlled her spiritual power and wandered for a while in the semi-solid Huiling Fruit essence, and suddenly touched some small gray spots that were not perfect.
Are these impurities
Mu Wanwan's eyes lit up, and she concentrated on controlling her spiritual power, wrapping those tiny gray spots and removing them. Fortunately, there were not many impurities in this half-solidified essence. She probably spent less than half of it. All the little grey spots were removed in an hour.
After they were all taken out, they floated aside. At first glance, there was actually a lump of ash about the size of half a thumb.
Even the parts that Mengmeng does not dislike have so many impurities, so there should be more impurities in the parts that cannot be used.
Mu Wanwan thought about it for a while, suspended the essence of the Huiling Fruit to one side, and probed the spiritual power into the liquid mass of the bellflower. Sure enough, there were impurities like small gray dots in it, but the color was brownish and granular. shape, the volume is relatively large.
After cleaning the impurities in the two materials, Mu Wanwan took a breath, took the flower heart of the dredging flower, and condensed a light blue liquid mass according to the above steps.
Mengmeng stared at her alchemy from the side, very well-behaved.
Mu Wanwan controlled the spiritual power with shaking hands, and carefully added the essence of the three groups to the pill furnace slowly, with a high concentration of energy.
The three clusters of light green, light blue and amber essences slowly approached under the control of spiritual power...
This time, Mu Wanwan did not try to use brute force to condense the materials together like last time, but just gently pulled out the spiritual power that was blocked between the three groups of essences.
She was prepared to fail, but this time, the three groups of essences slowly condensed together, mixed into a large liquid group of three colors, and turned in the pill furnace.
Mu Wanwan used his spiritual power to knead the liquid mass as if stirring, and at the same time controlled the spiritual power to increase the pill fire, and the liquid mass became smaller and firmer.
She was completely immersed in it. I didn't know how long it took, only to hear a "click", a slight cracking sound came from the pill furnace, a unique fragrance of the medicinal pills wafted out, and three medicinal pills rushed out of the pill stove. suspended in mid-air.
Mu Wanwan happily looked at the medicinal pill she had just made, and the smile froze on her lips—
Why is the Lingdan different from what she saw in the medicine store before
The taste is indeed more fragrant than the Huiling Pill in the shop, and the spiritual power is also richer, but the color and shape seem to be a little wrong.
Other people's Huiling Pills are light brown, round, and a small elixir with a bright appearance.
The Huiling Pill she made is orange, numb and full of potholes, and it doesn't look round at all_(:з"∠)_
"啾!" Mengmeng was very excited, waving her little wings, she actually flew up with her increasingly plump body.
Mu Wanwan thought something was wrong, she stood up immediately, but she still couldn't stop Mengmeng, she watched her mouth open and swallowed a magic pill.
Mu Wanwan: "..."
I'm so angry, but I can't do anything about my own tweets.
"Mengmeng!" She originally wanted to take Jiu back and beat her, but before she could do it, Mengmeng fell from the air as if she was drunk, and she was about to fall into the pill furnace, Mu Wan Bending anxiously, he grabbed Jiu back into his hand.
"Chirp~"
good to eat.
The Huiling Pill had a lot of spiritual power, and it impacted Jiu's body, making it warm all over, and immediately didn't want to fly. Anyway, there would be two-legged beasts to take care of it.
If Mu Wanwan knew what Mao Jiu was thinking, he would have thrown the fat Jiu away with a bang.
But she was a little worried now, and quickly put the two spiritual pills into the jade bottle and returned to the room with Mengmeng. Put Jiu in its nest, and rubbed Mengmeng's belly subconsciously with one hand, hoping that nothing would happen to it.
Then Mengmeng and Mengmeng were so comfortable, they burped twice in satisfaction, kicked their calves, and fell asleep.
This made Mu Wanwan anxious, she thought that the medicinal pill she made was poisonous and poisoned Mao Jiu to death.
She anxiously took out an elixir and put it in her hand, trying to calm down and feel the ingredients in the elixir. There were only warm spiritual power and spiritual plant essence, and there were no toxic ingredients, and she also made it according to the elixir. , should be fine should be fine.
Mu Wanwan took two deep breaths, calmed down, and stopped touching Mao Jiu's body. After observing for a while, he noticed the slight ups and downs of his fluffy belly.
Mu Wanwan: "..."
She rubbed her forehead helplessly, put the jade bottle containing the medicinal pills on the table, and was going to refine some Huiling pills. This time she wanted to try adding some leaves containing impurities. It is different from others because of impurities.
Mu Wanwan went out the door, Mao Jiu fell asleep contentedly, and the dragon woke up secretly.
Because Mrs. has a special spiritual plant, the curse in his body has been alleviated a little, although it still makes him very painful, but under the suppression of most of the divine consciousness and spiritual power, he has felt much better, and he wants to take advantage of it even more. Mrs. Zhi was not disgusted with him getting closer to her when he hadn't cultivated his spiritual sense yet.
be...
His last indulgence to himself.
Mr. Long, who didn't know that he had been betrayed by Mao Jiu long ago and was too nervous and shy to not realize the fact that his wife was pretending to be asleep, opened his eyes coldly.
He first carefully used his spiritual sense to confirm that Madam had gone far, and then sat up gracefully. Crow's black eyelashes trembled, and a pair of obsidian-like pupils looked directly at the table.
The Lingzhi he tore up last night has been cleaned up, and only a bottle of medicinal herbs and a fat chirp are lying quietly.
The pen and paper for the record are not there, I think it was taken by the lady to record it immediately.
Mr. Long glanced at Mao Chiu indifferently, his heart moved, and he sat on the bed seriously, his long eyelashes drooping slightly, covering the flash of bad thoughts in his eyes.
The jade bottle on the table was slowly held up, and the two spirit-returning pills in it were poured out and flew straight towards a certain dragon. Mao Jiu's fat belly.
Mr. Long's black hair hung down on his temples, he was holding the medicine pill, and a smile appeared on the corners of his lips—
Sure enough, she immediately guessed what he wanted to express.
His heart was hot, Mr. Long looked at the medicine pill in his palm, as if he saw a lady who had the same mind as him.
Even if she thought it was Jiu, they were in the same heart.
and…
Although these two Huiling Pills are not of high grade, there are almost no impurities in them. They are all pure energy, and the shape is not good-looking. However, when he thinks that she made them, Mr. Long thinks that these two pills are very special. cute.
Long and slender fingers picked up an irregular orange medicine pill. Mr. Long was expressionless, even a little serious. His thin lips were slightly open, revealing a little sharp teeth. Shake back and forth against the plush ears.
The fragrance of the medicinal pill diffused between his lips and teeth, turning into warm spiritual power, nourishing the meridians that were torn repeatedly along the way, bringing an indescribable sense of comfort, and the scales of his entire dragon felt comfortable and wanted to open. .
Just, not enough.
too little.
Dragon/Insatiable/Sir, he ate another pill that Mrs. worked so hard to make to sell for money. He was so satisfied that he couldn't even hold back, like a child eating candy for the first time. He licked his fingers that were stained with the medicinal dregs.
After he was done, he stiffened for a moment. You must know that since he was a little dragon, he has never done such a shameful thing.
Mr. Long's eyelashes twitched, pretending that nothing happened, put down his hands with a cold face, and closed his eyes—
It's okay, the pills are all eaten by Jiu, and it has nothing to do with the dragon. It's all done by Jiu. It has a criminal record, and the wife will not doubt herself.
There was an invisible smile in Mr. Long's eyes, and he slowly poked out a wisp of consciousness. He wanted to see how Mrs. worked hard.
That ray of divine consciousness, like the wind passing through the hall and the sea, drifted to Mu Wanwan's side.
…
And Mu Wanwan, who had just replenished the materials from the yard, worked hard to refine a pot of medicinal herbs according to the previous experience.
This time, she added the rhizomes and leaves of Huiling Fruit, as well as some parts of bellflower and dredging flower that contain a lot of impurities but are not unusable. Carefully used spiritual power to remove impurities, and some impurities could not be removed at all. She didn't give up. Holding the form of trying, she turned into a pill.
It’s just that it’s still not the same as the ones sold in the store, but it’s more rounded anyway, the color is still a little orange, and the number of medicinal pills that come out is also more. Last time, there were only three pills. This time, six pills came out. doubled.
Mu Wanwan collected the medicinal pills, and felt that he still had a lot of spiritual power left, so he did not rest. This time, he used a lot more materials and spent more energy, and successfully refined a pot of twelve pills. Medicine, I feel that I have been drained and exhausted.
She packed the medicine pill, packed it up, and came out to see that the sky was full of stars outside.
She stood in the yard, facing the empty yard, holding a total of 18 medicinal pill jade bottles that had been refined, and couldn't help showing a smile, these are almost two bottles of Huiling Dan, according to the market price, About two mid-grade spirit stones.
Two middle grade spirit stones! Even if she wants to share with Uncle Zong, she still has a lot left, and in a few days, she can refine a lot of medicinal pills. Besides, the price of Ningxue Pill is much higher than that of Huiling Pill, so she will try refining Ningxue Pill tomorrow.
And isn't Ningxuedan also good for the demon clan, maybe Mengmeng and Mr. Long also need it.
Mu Wanwan felt that a road to becoming rich was slowly paved in front of her! If the elixir still has the effect of removing the curse, contact Jiuqing, then what kind of Bai Shuiyao is not something to be afraid of? (*^▽^*)
"very nice."
The cool wind at night was blowing on Mu's curly hair. She looked up at the bright stars in the sky. Those bright lights cast a light of hope in her eyes, brushing away the exhaustion of her hard day's work.
Her long hair was spread out and her sleeves were fluttering, but she looked very thin, which made Mr. Long, who had been accompanying her in alchemy, a little distressed.
He couldn't hold back, pursed his lips, and his divine sense circled around her, like a piece of clothing, blocking some of the cold wind blowing on her.
"Mr. Long..."
Mu Wanwan suddenly made a sound, and a certain dragon's frightened Bai's ears twitched, and his breathing was almost unsteady.
But he quickly calmed down. Madam hadn't reached the fourth rank yet, so she probably hadn't discovered her consciousness.
But he restrained a little, his consciousness slowly retracted, quietly, put it on her hand, his chest was slightly hot, she called him, she was thinking about him.
What does the lady want to say? Mr. Long knew that he shouldn't, but he couldn't help but look forward to it. A heart pounding, and the beautiful stars like the Milky Way were ignored by him as the background board.
In his world, she is the only one.
Mu Wanwan smiled. She held the cold jade bottle and held it with Mr. Long's invisible palm. Thinking of the man's careful appearance, she felt very much looking forward to it.
Expect him to wake up, expect him to recover, expect him to blatantly call her wife, and expect his real name.
"I'll try to make money."
Mu Wanwan is very determined, she will definitely work hard, earn a lot of spirit stones, refine a lot of medicinal pills, and then make him get better quickly.
Her voice was soft, like a knife smeared with honey, stabbed into his chest, pierced into his heart, and carved deep marks.
She's so good, she's good, he knows it.
Mr. Long's knuckles turned white, and he couldn't hold back. The corners of his lips rose and fell, and his consciousness was imprinted on her lips from the corner of her forehead, trembling her hand tightly, unwilling to let go.
The author has something to say: Mr. Long: "Madam is so nice QAQ"