Chapter 882
That Vientianestan sounded like a good place to pick medicine, and Sang Yue was fierce. Although those fairy officials were unknown, they seemed to be difficult to say. But young people, the newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, they do not hit the south wall without knowing the bitterness.
In order to be able to pick up the medicine you want, it is worth trying no matter how hard it is.
Anyway, she has been in the silence forest for decades, and the Vientiane Mound of the Immortal Realm is definitely more difficult than it. If you don't, a interesting life is nothing more than thinking that he is wisdom and unparalleled, and go forward bravely.
For so long in Yuchen Palace, she should go out for lessons, just like the last time I took her to travel to the other world.
Master takes into the door and practice depends on individuals.
Xianzun has done enough for her, and the next life should go alone ... Thinking about it, the blood is boiling, and after eating hot pot with the two beasts, after cleaning up the warm pavilion, the two of them entered the space and filled the East Kitchen. Fresh vegetables.
Sangyue was refined in the alchemy room of the West Temple. Most of the medicines here were bought by Meng Ji and He Yu to help her buy it from Xiaojing, as well as alchemy furnaces and Ding.
Some medicines are planted in the space, and she can just pick and make it. The refined elixir and potion are placed in another hall, and let everyone use it. Of course, she must leave a part of the space for later use.
The pharmacist without inventory is failed.
In short, refining the medicine outside uses the outside furnace and tripod; It is never a waste of money. It was a few days after I finished all the medicines, and I came out.
In the winter night, the silver is wrapped in silver, the stars are bright, and the sky is extraordinarily clear and blue.
In such a silent night, the impetuous mind becomes particularly peaceful.
The two beasts were lying on the stoves of the heat waves to sleep, and they picked up a pout with a pillow of a bed of elixir, as if dreamed of something delicious. When I thought of eating, I was hungry, and it was too late to do it now.
When she felt hungry, her limbs were soft and she couldn't wait for a moment.
Instantly warm, hunger disappears.
At this moment, I have a mood to eat, and the silent winter night to the mountains to enjoy the snow and taste the warm tea and fruit, the most comfortable.
The fruit was taken out in the space. Aman and Aqi took a lot of Aman and Aqi that night, and half of the west chefs were left.
The dim sum is made by casting. It is the glutinous rice tadpole made by her juice mixed with juice, and the soft and glutinous pumpkin cake. While Aman and Aqi were asleep, she took out the nuts, preserved nuts, etc. that they usually made.
Bring the tea table carved in the past, lift the lights at midnight, and stepping on the snow without trace.
What I never expected was that I had to come to the edge of the cliff facing the prosperity of the prosperous fairy mountains, and suddenly found that it was already the first. With a white clothes, the silver hair was shining, like a waterfall hanging on his wide back.
Isn't Xianzun retreat? Intersection
Sang Yuese, who completely substituted herself into the poor migrant worker, did not want to say hello to the leader, which prompted her to turn around to sneak back. But when he turned halfway, he stopped. After thinking about it, he went forward.
When he came behind him, he confirmed that he was drinking instead of meditation, and then he whispered:
"Respect?"
"What did I do made you misunderstand and want to avoid it?" Xian Zun didn't return, his tone was always warm, and he couldn't hear the ups and downs of emotions such as anger.
"Nothing," I knew that his actions couldn't hide him, and Sang Yue came to him. I dare not show a sense of alienation with etiquette and other behaviors. I reached out and recruited a large stone to remove the snow layer.
"After all, you are the Lord of a Palace, and you are even Xianzun. >
I don't want to entangle this problem with him, and quickly put out the tea table and fruit point: "I just made some snacks and fruit wine, do you want to try it?"
She does not do these, and she thinks it is normal. The daily solution is okay, and it is far worse than the deliciousness. As for the taste that does not fit his taste, let's taste two more, drink two more, drink tea without appetite.
Although only the wine and fruit are prepared, the tea is ready, and the water can be cooked directly in Kiyagawa water.
Put the small stove out, the charcoal is red, and the potted pot is put up. When she gave birth to tea, she decided to reject the fruit wine she had prepared before. Fruit wine is turbid and not suitable for the purity of the fairy.
The water gurgling in the pot sounded, and the eyes of the remote view of the distant scene fell on her, and quietly watched her start tea.
The action is extremely standard, and it does not meet the tea ceremony of the world, but also does not match the standard procedures of the immortal field. In the world, she is an acute child.
Mainly busy, she didn't have time to taste carefully. Unless the agent let her know the taste of a dish and know her essence. Over time, she has developed a habit. Unless it is a task, she will focus on her homework.
Otherwise, she is too lazy to follow all kinds of rules, do whatever she wants, and does not talk about the method.
"Do you want to go back to his hometown?" He asked suddenly.
Um? Suddenly, when he heard the word of his hometown, Sang Yue raised his eyes and looked into his clear eyes. The eyes were gentle, and the figure in the distant memory could not see that she didn't know the taste of daily three meals, but only knew food and clothing.
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
"Do you want to eat something fresh?" He asked with her in the staircase at the time, asking him.
At that time, she heard this sentence, and suspected that he was undercover from home to destroy her throat. Later, if he cooperated with her, wouldn't it be more valuable than destroying her throat if no one knew the king in the world successfully?
So I took a try and went out to mix with him for a long time ~.
"Don't want to," Sang Yue looked down, and retracted the thoughts of the far away. "The leaves of all beings return to the roots and return to their hometown to return to their hometown. What do I take back to the god of the gods? br>
That's it, so I know. Xianzun can't help but keep his eyes on the distance.
Sangyue is good at tea, one person, one person, then put on snacks, nuts and other things. But isn't it more pleasant to drink a cup of warm fragrant milk tea? So she put another pot pot and started to cook fruit tea.
Seeing that she was getting busy, she was too busy, and she raised the tea in front of her slowly.
When she put on a few freshly baked elixir for him to try, he picked up and tasted one by one.
The evaluation of her is to put the concentration and cleverness of the alchemy on the cooking skills, or can make the snacks and refreshments better.
This means that she refined medicine, which is better than the refreshment she made.
As for the efficacy, sorry, it is invalid to him. She didn't expect to be effective for him. Of course, this is not a waste. Xianzun will take medicine to be injured. Sooner or later, she can refine the effective elixir for Xianzun.
When she was drinking and drinking, she finally leaned down, holding hot milk tea in one hand, and holding salty snacks with one hand.
Xingyue is lonely, and the ground is silent.
Entering the snowy area, Yushu Qiongzhi was quiet and self -made, and all things in front of him seemed to exude a faint Yinhui.
"I don't retreat for a while, just do whatever you want." Xianzun said lightly.