Chu Qing originally wanted to release it properly, but who knew that Chen Huahua was crazier than him, time and time again, until she fell asleep from exhaustion. Chu Qing looked at the tired woman lying on the bed, her eyes full of tenderness.
She took Chen Huahua and took a bath, then changed the quilt cover and sheets, covered Chen Huahua with a quilt, and then quietly exited the room, taking the box of medicinal materials with her. When Chu Qing was about to leave, she suddenly remembered something.
So she left a note for Chen Huahua, asking her to pay attention to the ancient martial arts. After all, she was engaged in intelligence. When Chu Qing returned home with her things, her parents were already asleep. As for her elder sister, Chu Qing hadn't seen her for several days.
Chu Qing was a little worried because he couldn't give away the pocket money he had prepared to give her, but Chu Qing was still happy to see that the old lady could be independent.
As he prepared to refine the medicine, Chu Qing felt an inexplicable sense of excitement, a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling. Chu Qing took out a piece of medicinal material and placed it in front of him. The spiritual energy in his body surged and the soul flame in his palm appeared.
Chu Qing gathered the flames into a cauldron and began to put in the medicinal materials one after another, refining and refining the Madness Pill. There were thirteen medicines in total. When Chu Qing refined six of them, he suddenly felt dizzy in front of his eyes, and the furnace in his palms The tripod trembled.
Chu Qing, who devoted himself to refining medicine, suddenly woke up, but it was too late. With a bang, the furnace exploded, and the spiritual flames dispersed. The medicinal liquid that was originally condensed into essence was exploded into dregs, and fell with all kinds of sounds. Weird taste.
Chu Qing pinched his nose. This time, he was careless and did not consider his own spiritual power. As a result, his spiritual power was insufficient and unsustainable. This result was inevitable.
It seems that at this stage, it is impossible for him to make medicine without the help of external objects. He just doesn't know how the group of women in this world called alchemists make medicine
If you have a chance, you should go to the Tang family and take a look. Chu Qing thought to himself, reaching out and taking out the bronze mask from his chest. A piece of Dao gold is barely enough to make a scabbard, but it is overqualified to make a mask. Now it can be used as a cauldron for the time being. it is also fine.
Chu Qing did as he said, and the mask squirmed again in Chu Qing's hands. This time it turned into an exquisite cauldron the size of a human head. Spiritual flames gushed out, and Chu Qing tried to refine the medicine again.
There was finally no accident this time. Chu Qing looked at each medicinal material, being burned by the spiritual flames, burning away the impurities, leaving the essence... At the moment when the elixir was formed, Chu Qing held his breath, and his mind was hit like never before.
Success or failure is at this moment. The significance of Chu Qing's refining medicine this time is of great significance. If it succeeds, it will prove that the elixirs in the world of immortality can be used here. If it fails, Chu Qing will be busy again. With his character, he had to get the method and formula of how those women made the medicine.
Not bad, not bad. Looking at the blue pill in his hand, Chu Qing breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, nothing happened. Opening his mouth, Chu Qing swallowed the Madness Pill directly into his belly. He wanted to test the properties of the medicine. .
As a result, Chu Qing was so energetic in the middle of the night that he couldn't sleep. He practiced more than a dozen pills one after another, and his spiritual power was exhausted, but he still didn't feel sleepy at all.
After lighting up the lamp and reading at night and finishing his homework, Chu Qing still couldn't sleep until dawn broke in the sky and the white fish belly appeared in the east. When the medicine wore off, waves of exhaustion surged through Chu Qing's body, and he almost fell asleep on the bed.
When Father Chu asked Chu Qing to get up the next morning, Chu Qing regretted it endlessly and realized what a stupid thing he had done. Father Chu shouted over and over again in Chu Qing's ears. Chu Qing was so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyelids. That feeling is worse than death.