Upstream, alchemy room.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for refining the Hundred Soul Pill *3, points 3]
[Ding! Hundred Soul Pill proficiency 100/100, reward pill recipe: Wan Soul Pill]
[Danfang Mall has been opened!]
Packing the Hundred Soul Pill into the Pill Sealing Box, Xia Ge threw the rest of the herbs into the stove, her eyes glowing faintly blue.
At the beginning, there will be several failures in alchemy, but as the proficiency increases, there is almost no failure rate later.
It's just that the Soul Pill consumes more soul power, that is, spirit, than other medicinal pills.
It is best to sleep after refining the Soul Pill, otherwise there will be mental problems such as dizziness, dizziness and memory loss.
But Xia Ge didn't have time to pay attention to so many mental problems.
"Squeak-"
The door of the alchemy room was quietly opened.
Xia Ge didn't even look at it, stared intently at the jumping fire, and didn't bother when people came in. He put his things on the table and stood beside him.
Seeing Xia Ge refining the Hundred Soul Pill and putting it in the box, she opened her mouth.
"Didn't you say that you rejected the request of the people from Jianfeng?"
Xia Ge raised his head, and saw Mao Qing put the rice basket in his hand on one side of the table, and looked at the mahogany table beside Xia Ge's Dan stove. The table was full of alchemy ingredients, but full of boxes. Danxiang is vaguely elegant, all of which are Hundred Soul Pills refined by Xia Ge in the past few days.
Xia Ge: "...I'm practicing my hands. Hey, are you injured?"
"The soul poison is gone, only the trauma is left, just take care of it." Mao Qing didn't care much, and then looked at Xia Ge with a half-smile, "The people from Jianfeng have been looking for you these past few days, and I beg grandpa to tell grandma. It looks interesting, don't you plan to respond?"
Xia Ge: "… "
Mao Qing: "Really refused?"
Xia Ge stood up and patted the ashes on his body: "I have no obligation to save them."
Mao Qing smiled: "I think so too."
After a pause, Mao Qing said: "Danfeng's injured disciple and the rescued villagers have basically been cured of their soul poison. Master asked me to come over to thank you, saying that I would say something on his behalf... Commander has worked hard."
Xia Ge shivered and got goosebumps. He picked up the herbs on the side and threw them into the stove, "It's fine if the poison is cured, you're welcome."
Mao Qing: "Still practicing? How much do you want to practice?"
Xia Ge: "With so many herbs, isn't it a waste if you don't refine them?"
Mao Qing looked at her for a while.
Xia Ge's eyes drifted away.
After a long while, Mao Qing smiled slightly, "Xia Wuyin, do you like saving people?"
Xia Ge: "...When did I like to save people, nonsense."
"You saved me before." Mao Qing raised the rice basket to the table next to Xia Ge, "Well, more than once."
Xia Ge said "Oh", "Maybe you look good."
Mao Qing: "..."
Xia Ge said sincerely: "I like to save good-looking young ladies and brothers."
system:"… "
Shut up, it's too real! Hey!
Mao Qing said, "Oh... that's it."
Xia Ge glanced at the rice basket: "Are you here to bring me food again?"
The Hundred Soul Pill proficiency has reached 100%, which is equivalent to a 100% success rate, which means that no matter how distracted she is, even if she goes to eat in the middle, she will never fail.
The plug-in of the system is so magical.
However, the 100% proficiency in the Hundred Soul Pill was also the result of Xia Ge's sleepless training of the Hundred Soul Pill for four or five days.
Mao Qing raised her eyebrows slightly and retracted her gesture: "Not welcome?"
"Hey, who said it's not welcome!? Welcome!" Xia Ge said quickly, "Wait for me to refine this potion."
Xia Ge packed up, concocted this pot of medicinal herbs and put it in the box, opened the rice basket, the rice buns and a plate of fried sweet and sour pork ribs that looked super delicious, appeared fragrant.
Xia Ge: "Wow, why is it so rich every day? It seems that there is no meat in the dining hall on the mountain..."
Mao Qing didn't blink: "You are the commander now, so of course the food will be better."
Xia Ge ate the meat happily: "So it's like this, it's good, let's eat together."
System: "..." Capitalism of all evil.
Mao Qing: "I've eaten it before."
"Ah, let's eat a little more." The meat on the ribs is sweet and soft, and the gravy is slightly sweet and fragrant. Xia Ge felt that his life was complete when he took a bite. "If only I could eat meat every day!"
Mao Qing shook her head, raised her cheeks and watched Xia Ge eat: "It's okay, I don't eat meat."
After finishing the meal like a storm, Xia Ge thought of the injury on Mao Qing's waist: "I'm done eating, you should go back to rest, the injury is not good enough to give me what to eat, I'll be alone here. "
Mao Qing laughed, "Maybe the Master thinks that other people are not familiar with you. It doesn't matter, I'm not tired, I'll just watch you here."
After he finished speaking, he closed the door and found a stool in front of a table and sat down.
Xia Ge didn't care if he refused to leave, and continued to focus on the alchemy business.
The system asked her quietly: "You really don't plan to save Jianfeng?"
With Mao Qing next to him, Xia Ge couldn't answer directly, so he said in his heart: {No. }
System: "Sure enough... But aren't you planning to save the common people?"
{… Senior Sister gave me the command. }
Xia Ge looked at the jumping fire in the stove, {so sometimes she thinks, if Senior Sister is here, no matter what, she will probably save them. }
After a pause, {Xia Ge can be very angry when he is suspected of being a spy of the Demon Sect, can be self-willed, and can ignore life and death. }
{But Xia Zhangling, no. }
The system was silent for a while, "...but your senior sister is not suspected of being a spy of the Demon Sect."
Xia Ge: {Yes, so I'm not going to give them the medicine pill. }
System: "Huh?"
Xia Ge: {I feel really uncomfortable when I see Jianfeng's faces. I'll grind them a little in the past few days. There are a lot of pseudo-profound-level Hundred Soul Pills on the Master's side anyway. }
{Wait for these medicinal pills to be ready and then send them to the medicinal pill storehouse, the choice is left to the Master. }
system:"… "
Although the master is extremely protective of his shortcomings, this matter must still be the bigger picture. Even if he makes things difficult for Jianfeng, he will not make things too difficult, and he will definitely give them the medicinal pills in the end.
Xia Ge: {Furthermore, Chu Yao... I'll take it as a reward for Chu Yao's meal. }
Xia Ge finished chatting with the system, and the pills were also refined. After refining this pill, I felt that my mind was a little empty. In the past few days, in order to refine the Hundred Soul Pill, the spirit power was consumed a lot, and sometimes I would feel dizzy. The success rate of alchemy is 100%. You can do alchemy while distracted to do other things, but the price is double the consumption of soul power. For the sake of life, Xia Ge decided to take a break.
Mao Qing on the side was very quiet, but she didn't have time to rest. After a break, Xia Ge saw Mao Qing leaning over the desk and drawing something.
"What are you painting?" Xia Ge asked.
Mao Qing held a brush in her hand, didn't look at her, just looked at the painting, smiled slightly, "Bai Meng Point."
"Baimeng Cave?" Xia Ge was taken aback for a moment, and it took a while for his mind to be a little sluggish in refining the Soul Refining Pill to realize what it was, "Just... the one you said last time?"
Mao Qing frowned inadvertently, as if recalling something, and then stretched out again, "Well, yes, it's the one I said last time."
Xia Ge leaned over to take a look.
The simple ink painting depicts a round cave with a cloud of mist. The brushwork is exquisite and the layers are distinct. A beautiful butterfly spreads its wings in the cloud and mist. The butterfly wings are misty and soft. The inking levels are different, and there is a kind of gorgeous beauty vaguely appearing, which haunts the cave in the sea of clouds, dreamy and beautiful.
Stunning at a glance.
"You said you were painting it?" Xia Ge widened his eyes in disbelief, "This is Baimeng Point? My God, Mao Qing can't tell, you're good at painting!"
The dull brain was stimulated by the dreamy and beautiful paintings, and Xia Ge vaguely lifted his spirits.
"Baimeng Cave looks like this? Are there clouds in the cave? Are there butterflies?" Xia Ge was curious.
The corners of Mao Qing's lips were slightly raised, and the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, inadvertently provoking a splendid beauty, "Yes, no."
Xia Ge was looking at the painting, didn't pay attention to her expression, tsk tsk admiration, "What is it or not? ... You draw so beautifully."
"I said 'yes' because this is the Baimeng Point in my dream." The table in the Suxi Dan Pavilion comes with the four treasures of the study, Mao Qing put the brush in her hand on the mountain of pen, with a smile in her eyes, "I did it that day. In a dream, the cave was filled with clouds and mist, with no end in sight, and soon after entering, I saw a plaque that said 'White Dream'."
"No, it's because... No one knows what Baimeng Cave really looks like."
Xia Ge: "Ah, so that's the case, your dream is so beautiful... Then this butterfly, did you see this butterfly in your dream?"
Mao Qing shook her head: "No."
Xia Ge wondered, "Then why draw butterflies?"
Mao Qing said: "It is said that Baimeng Cave is the residence of the God of Dreams, and the original body of the God of Dreams is a butterfly."
Xia Ge let out an "ah", hammering the hand, "So that's how it is..."
Mao Qing nodded, then laughed, "It's beautiful?"
Xia Ge nodded, extremely serious, "It's very beautiful."
The two chatted about Baimeng Point for a while, and Xia Ge recovered a little bit of energy. She rubbed the token in her pocket, and suddenly she couldn't get her spirits up again, and said boredly, "I don't know when Senior Sister will come back. ."
Mao Qing: "You really want her back?"
"Of course." Xia Ge said, "With Senior Sister here, I will definitely not be wronged."
She pointed to the doll on her waist, "Look at this, I didn't tell you at the time, but it was actually given to me by senior sister."
Mao Qing raised her eyebrows to look at the doll.
The doll's smiling face is bright, and the two opals are inlaid in the place of the eyes.
"They all said that the puppet doll belonged to me." Xia Ge said solemnly, "As long as Senior Sister comes back, it will definitely prove my innocence."
System: "..." You can make it up.
Mao Qing pressed the painting on the paperweight, smiled slightly, and said casually, "Then I hope she can come back sooner."
After speaking, he paused, "I'm going back."
about to go.
Xia Ge looked at the half-painted painting, "Hey, you haven't finished painting yet, are you leaving?"
Mao Qing: "I'm tired, I have to go back to rest."
Xia Ge: "Ah, then you really have to go back... I'll take it off for you."
Mao Qing: "No need."
So straightforward.
Did that sentence just make you angry
Xia Ge was a little confused, she scratched her head: "Hey, then let this painting dry and I'll send it to you later?"
Mao Qing turned to look at her.
Xia Ge put his hands behind his back and said innocently, "Isn't it a pity to leave such a beautiful painting like this?"
Mao Qing looked at Xia Ge.
Xia Ge blinked at her.
After a long while, Mao Qing slightly raised the corners of her lips and said, "It's a pity."
After a pause, "When you leave, help me by the way."
Xia Ge smiled: "Leave it to me."
After Xia Ge had refined the amount of the Hundred Soul Pills of the Jianfeng disciples, the spirit power was used too much, causing some headaches.
Looking at the high-stacked box, Xia Ge rubbed his temples, endured the feeling of dizziness, and let out a long sigh of relief, "Ah, what a sense of accomplishment."
System: "... Really decided? It's a big loss."
"I also feel a loss." Xia Ge thought about it and took out the token, "But... I think Senior Sister will definitely do this."
"…if she would."
"I have no reason not to do it."
System: "...you're happy."
After resting for a while, Xia Ge opened his alchemist panel and saw the newly sent pill recipe, Wanhun Pill.
"This... is a prefecture-level pill recipe?"
Xia Ge glanced at it and was speechless, "What kind of material are these..."
Earth Fire? Ten thousand wronged souls? Ice crystal phoenix grass? Living Skeletons? …
"Forget about the fire of the earth veins, what are 10,000 unjustly killed souls?"
And living skeletons? asphyxia.
"It's just 10,000 unjustly killed souls, otherwise it's called Wansoul Pill." The system took it for granted: "That's why it is said that Earth-level alchemists and Xuan-level alchemists are different from clouds and mud, there is no specific guidance, and only one's own Strength simply can't do that."
One of the differences between a Xuan-level alchemist and an earth-level alchemist is that the Xuan-level alchemist is still imprisoned in the pill furnace, while the earth-level alchemist is very simply freed from the prison of the pill furnace. For fire, transform endless spiritual energy, become the elixir of heaven and earth.
Xia Ge found it interesting, "Then according to you, how did the first Earth-level alchemist do it?"
System: "Fengyue Continent does not have the first Earth-level alchemist, only the first alchemist."
"what?"
The system gave her popular science, "The first heaven-level alchemist is not a human being, but a god."
"It is said that the gods are merciful and can't bear to see sentient beings suffering from illness, so they went down to earth to write alchemy books for people. At this point, people began to learn to refine medicine and alchemy. According to the method of the alchemy book, step by step, they cultivated the alchemy veins and became earth-level and heaven-level alchemists."
"Is that so." Xia Ge thought thoughtfully, "Danfeng has never taught this."
System: "Because these historical materials were burned."
Xia Ge: "...Okay."
"Wait, historical data? According to you, is there really a god in this world?"
Xia Ge suddenly reacted.
System: "Guess."
Xia Ge was expressionless: "I don't guess."
Just like no one knows whether Zhuang Zhou Mengdie is real, the ghost knows whether the first alchemist in the legend is a god.
The medicine was delivered to the medicine storehouse, and when the master saw her, his expression was very subtle.
He stroked the goatee, "... Wouldn't the commander give them personally?"
Xia Ge glanced at him: "I didn't say I would give it to them. It was originally the materials that the Master gave me. Shouldn't the Master be the master?"
Where does this come from.
The master couldn't help laughing. Even if it was given to Dan Ku, it would be the decision whether to give it to Jianfeng or not. At first, he decided because he didn't know that the commander belonged to Xia Singer.
But in the end, the injury on Jianfeng's side can't be delayed any longer. Chang Lan is so anxious that he is also turning around, but he can't stop Xia Geren. In the end, he can only come to him every day to bombard. If Ling had this meaning, then he had no choice but to push the boat with the current, and everyone was happy.
After all, in times of crisis, it is the most correct approach to be consistent with the outside world.
"Then leave it to the old man."
The master nodded and agreed.
Xia Ge went back, took a few steps, and suddenly turned back, "Oh, by the way, Master, don't forget to tell them that it is the duty of Danfeng to help Jianfeng refine medicine, and that Jianfeng respects Danfeng. Hopefully, they can be part of the cost."
After a pause, Xia Ge smiled lightly, "After all, the spies of the Demon Sect concoct medicine for people, and they always only look at love, not duty."