The magic stone cloth around the mandala is restricted, and the talisman wooden man is arranged to break a Lingquan pill every day and water it on the root system of the mandala flower.
Spiritual thoughts slowly sank into the greenhouse along the mandala flowers, Xia Qiu hugged the baby egg, the baby egg was much bigger than before, and the dark lines on the eggshell spread to complex black and purple.
Although she can't use her spiritual thoughts to transmit sound now, she seems to feel her presence, and Dan Baobao obviously conveys joyful mood swings.
After rubbing against the baby, Xia Qiu retreated spiritually.
I went back to the stone house to check the magic grass planted in the natal space.
The black iron and fine gold set up a restriction in the space, which was simulated as a magic energy in the isolation, and then a third of the space was reserved for the magic grass.
Most of the magic grasses Xia Qiu collected or the cut branches and leaves are now alive. There are a few seventh-level magic grasses of unknown species that have not moved since they were planted. It seems that they cannot survive.
I stayed up all night slowly pondering the medicinal properties of these magic herbs, and then opened the furnace to make alchemy.
Yangling Pill, a fifth-order elixir, contains enough aura to recover when needed.
And Lingyu Continent's spirit nourishing pills will naturally change when they arrive in the Demon Realm. After pondering similar properties, they keep failing and failing... If it wasn't for the many things they searched from the Qingyun Sword Sect before, Xia Qiu must not have so many things now.
One furnace, two furnaces, continuous improvement, continuous integration... Finally, a furnace of pitch-black magic nourishing pill was finally refined by Xia Qiu.
Sixth order! Incorporating spirit springs and using fifth- and sixth-order magic grasses, Xia Qiu's magic-nourishing pills are one grade higher than spirit-nourishing pills.
A group of black auspicious clouds wrapped around the cauldron, and the fragrance of medicine wafted into the nostrils.
When Rong Chen was distracted, Xia Qiu couldn't help thinking that before she fell into a coma, she clearly remembered that she had put Rong Chen in the space and tied it up, but after she woke up, it was like a dream, and there was no sign of Rong Chen in the space...
But now is not the time to be in a daze, put away distracting thoughts, take a short rest, and taking advantage of the middle of the magic moon, Xia Qiu seized the time to refine three more batches of magic nourishing pills in one go.
Alchemy is extremely exhausting. With her current Yuanying cultivation, she can refine three furnaces of sixth-level pills, and the quality of the finished pills is 90%, which is already very admirable.
Being a mother is strong, a sixth-level magic nourishing pill, even if the baby egg transitions to the third level, the magic energy needed for a day is enough.
A total of eleven pieces have been refined in the three furnaces. Even if Xia Qiu can't take care of them for a short time, the time to deal with accidents can be vacated, and the baby will not be exhausted and die.
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Just as the magic moon sank, a black magic sun emerged from the sky, and Feng Lao appeared next to Xia Qiu again.
He knew that Xia Qiu had been busy all day in the magic herb garden. At a time like this, even if a woman who could cultivate a fifth-order magic face flower could gain a little advantage in the magic grass garden, Feng Lao would turn a blind eye and close his eyes, and naturally he would not care about it.
"follow me!"
This woman was the first one who dared to disobey the order of the eldest prince and still see the magic sun safely.
Feng Lao's heart fluctuated, and he didn't show it on his face. He said coldly, seeing Xia Qiu coming out in the black robe of the magic grass garden, he didn't say anything, and took her directly outside.
"Old Feng, where is Old Mo? Why haven't you seen him yet?" Xia Qiu couldn't help asking after following.
"He was lucky. For some reason, he started to realize the Demon-breaking Nether Stage on the way, and he still hasn't woken up." Rarely explained, Feng Lao stopped talking after finishing speaking.
I don't know it's all about myself; the credit of the spirit fruit, nodded, Xia Qiu said again.
"Then please tell Mr. Feng that if Mr. Mo wakes up, let him find a way to see me."