Tang Er didn't care about things that had no medicinal value. He motioned for her to feel free to take out a prepared spiritual plant.
"The first-grade elixir Yangyuan Dan, this is the recipe, let's refine it."
Hu Qing took the paper handed over by Tang Er, speechless and moved.
This basic elixir ranges from Mortal Grade 1 to Immortal Grade 9. Its basic functions are either tonic or nourishing. Why is it so easy to refine? As long as you find the right medicinal materials, you can extract them and make them into elixirs in the simplest way. As for why it can reach the level of Immortal Grade 9, it is naturally because the raw materials are more precious and the medicine is more effective.
A first-grade immortal is not uncommon in the environment of the fairy world. But Tang Er knew that she was not good at refining alchemy and still let her suffer. She must be too rich.
He grew a lot of good things in his plantation, right?
I must buy some high-level elixirs from him in the future.
Hu Qing had a small idea in mind. He read the elixir recipe once and remembered it, and then looked at Lingzhi.
Fresh and tender, with strong medicinal power.
“They are all wild? Didn’t you plant them? There are many wild spiritual plants in Canjian Mountain?”
Tang Er said: "We have only been here a few years. Where should I go? There are many things except no one in Canjian Mountain. It is indeed a blessed land."
Hu Qing curled his lips: "There are no spiritual crystal veins."
"That's why I didn't find it."
Hu Qing borrowed the alchemy furnace, and Tang Er lent it to her speechlessly: "If you have time, make a good one for yourself."
Hu Qing: "Refined it. Say it again Dan.”
I chose the yellow-green spiritual fire, which is closer to the wood spirit root in color. The spiritual fire fell lightly on the alchemy furnace, penetrated from the bottom, and the fire spread evenly. Plants are not as resistant to refining as stones, so be careful to only bake them at high temperatures and not let the flames come into direct contact.
The extraction of the concoction was smooth, the removal of impurities was also smooth, and the fusion of more than a dozen dollops of medicinal liquid was smooth. A subtle medicinal reaction occurred in the liquid mass. Hu gently and carefully baked the water at high temperature, and the spiritual power was transformed into A layer thinner than mist wraps around the liquid medicine mass, locking the loss of medicine power.
From a ball of water to a ball of paste, the paste was half dry, and then - bang.
She put her hands on her hips in frustration.
“I’m so angry. What’s the point?”
Tang Er couldn't understand it, he looked at it, it didn't make sense.
"Come again."
"Come again."
This time Hu Qing changed to the yellow spirit fire and repeated the above steps until it was still a semi-dry paste. ——Bang.
“Come again, come again.”
Change the spiritual fire, bang.
Change the spiritual fire, bang.
Change the spiritual fire, bang.
Finally, she spread her hands and said to Tang Er: "I'm not impatient at all, but the hot tofu just won't let me eat it."
"Hot tofu?" Tang Er frowned and looked at her. .
Hu Qing oh oh: "It's a saying, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Making tofu requires slow work and careful work. If you make it too fast, the tofu won't take shape."
That's not what Tang Er meant: "If you do it again, this time Every time, stop when you feel it's going to explode. "After a pause, he said, "Hu Nuan has had this kind of situation before. It's not a pill but a paste. The effect of the medicine is actually the same. "
That's right. It doesn't matter whether it's thick or sticky, and the color isn't the same. It looks good, unless you really have nothing to eat, so you close your eyes and take a breath.
Tang Er thought, it is impossible to say that this skill was passed down from mother to daughter, it was a unique skill.
Hu Qing has no objection, start another furnace, use any spiritual fire, and stop when it merges into a semi-liquid and semi-solid form.
At least the furnace didn't explode, and the limp "dan" didn't explode either.
There were more than twenty glutinous rice balls lying under the alchemy furnace. They looked like they would break when touched, and they were not moved. Tang Er had to take them out by himself and put them on a plate.
Hu Qing looked at those glutinous rice balls and felt that the softness and hardness were suitable for oiling them again.
Fry?
Somewhat exciting.
Tang Er looked around, gritted his teeth, took out a pair of chopsticks, picked up a shaky one, put it in his mouth, closed his mouth tightly and chewed, with a strange look on his face. "How?" Hu Qing looked forward curiously.
Tang Er stretched his neck, swallowed, and said with a bit of pain: "It tastes too bad."
It tastes bad, so why do we need to add more? A "too"?
Hu Qing was not convinced, she was very good at cooking. He also took out his chopsticks and put one into his mouth. It smells okay, and it's not too--unpalatable at all.
She thought like this, squeezing her upper and lower teeth and pressing her tongue——
“Bah, bah, bah—” Hu Qing spit it out quickly, pinched several water balls and rinsed her mouth to wash away the weird and indescribable taste. , unbelievable, "Why does it taste so bad?"
Why does it taste so bad? Hahaha.
Behind the curtain, everyone was laughing so hard except Ye Xi.
She said expressionlessly: "Hu Qing has no problem cooking, but making alchemy - why not?"
The key is that it tastes bad, and the taste is so damn familiar to her.
Cangzhi touched her nails and smiled faintly: "I just gave her a blessing from the witch god."
Yexi: I knew it, but why?
"Why? Where would she have come from without you? Shouldn't she commemorate you?"
Ye Xi felt depressed, what kind of commemoration is this? This is to expose the truth.
Cangzhi added: "If she hadn't wanted to raise a child, I would even wish her to cook in memory of you."
Yexi: ".What kind of blessing is this."
Kong Kong disapproved: "Of course it's a blessing. We have given her enough, so naturally we can't let her do everything well. Then it's my turn."
She is the controller of the laws of order and has the power of balance. responsibility. If a being is too perfect and complete, the Law of Representatives pours too much into it, which leads to weaknesses in other places. She was about to take action to settle things.
So, Cangzhi’s blessing is a blessing and a life-saving blessing.
Cangzhi looked at Ye Xi and smiled, making Ye Xi's hair grow cold: "It's all your fault. And I gave her a choice. She gave up on the easy path and insisted on suffering."
Ye Xi lowered her head with a guilty conscience, and waved her hands again and again: "It's her own fate."
At this time, a faint voice sounded: "She herself prefers the one she chose. Road. "
Everyone looked.
Yexi was surprised: "Mingchan, you are back. Is the fairy world okay?"
This fairy world is the fairy world outside the outer world, where they used to stay.
Cangzhi: "Che, I will help you when I get back. Does he know what's going on?"
Ming Chan raised his eyebrows: "I went to the small world outside the world for a walk. , didn’t you see it?”
Everyone was confused, who saw it?
Ming Chan: "It seems that you are very engaged in playing the new game."
Everyone immediately denied it, who was playing? Who played? Is it wrong to relax after work? The dead monk comes back to find trouble, why are you coming back?
Ming Chan smiled and said: "Just in time, I have arranged an activity for everyone to experience sentient beings, let's come together."
Everyone: "."
The dead monk started causing trouble when he came back, why hasn’t he passed away yet?
It is impossible to pass away, but he can be reincarnated for them. In less than a quarter of an hour, these idle gods were all sent to the reincarnation channel by him to experience the sufferings of the human world.
He was the last one. After seeing that everything was normal in the temple, he jumped in without hesitation.
No one understands the reincarnation game of gods, just like Tang Er didn't understand why he still had to experience the pain of a mortal running around in the land of reincarnation when he was already an immortal.
Entering the barrier and coming out again for the eighteenth time, he pointed tremblingly at Hu Qing a hundred meters away.
"You can get out of here. You don't have to make elixirs anymore."
The effect of Hu Nuan's medicinal paste is accurate. But the mild medicinal paste is not poisonous but fatal.
The unreasonable damage to his stomach forced him to solve it in the most primitive way.
What a poisonous, non-poisonous thing!