Butcher's alchemy furnace is not good, it is an absolutely inferior product. The first time I practiced it, it was mushy, but the second time I practiced it the next day, it exploded! The whole furnace was shattered into pieces. Fortunately, she had magic protection, but the herbs inside turned into powder and sprayed her in the face.
The reason why she was disgraced and had an explosion on her head was entirely because the explosion happened so suddenly, and she only had enough magic power to save her life.
"Is it because your skills are too poor?" Seeing her shifting the responsibility to the alchemy furnace and the butcher, Lan Qiuchen said something fair.
"You bought a rice cooker and it exploded on the first day you used it. Is it your problem or the pot's?" Sang Yue covered her head with both hands and gently smoothed it down. Her hair recovered. Black and smooth.
My hair is longer than my shoulders and feels cumbersome, so I cover my head with my hands and smooth it down.
Okay, here is another fresh and pretty girl with short hair.
Looking at her magic operation, Lan Qiuchen looked envious, jealous and hateful, still remembering the current objective debate:
"It must be a pot, but you are making alchemy, it is different. . ”
“What’s the difference? If something goes wrong with any utensil for the first time, it must be a quality problem.” Her technique is not good, but it won’t cause the furnace to explode.
Both of them are rookies, and Lan Qiuchen can’t explain why, so he simply refuses to argue:
"Maura didn't protect you?"
Hearing her mention Maura, Sang Yue sneered.
When the guy learned that she was going to make alchemy, he kept saying that it was Eastern magic, and refining potion was the right way of magic, and advised her not to go astray. She didn't listen and insisted on practicing. Now the furnace is exploding, and he is laughing like a dog inside.
If it had a physical form, it would probably be rolling around on the floor laughing in the manor.
Lan Qiuchen: "..." I can't have this gloating weapon spirit~.
Sang Yue came out to get rid of the burning smell of medicine all over her body and to repair her frightened mind. Just as Lan Qiuchen returned with a cart full of delicacies, the two of them set up a table in the front yard and had a hearty meal.
Sure enough, when you encounter setbacks in life, you must pause for a moment and eat something delicious to relieve your mood.
After eating and drinking enough, I went back to the bathroom to take a refreshing cold bath, and then sprayed a spray of pure natural jasmine hydrosol on my face. I felt better and better. Wait until night to re-enter the manor and summon his two alchemy furnaces, one black iron and one golden cauldron.
The mysterious furnace is used to refine various detoxifying pills, and the small golden cauldron is used to refine elixirs that improve or consolidate cultivation.
So, just leave the little golden tripod.
To be honest, her skills were poor and she was afraid that even the furnace would explode.
If you don’t dare to try it out of fear and just wait for the master from heaven to teach you how to make alchemy, then you may never have the chance in this life. She now has a small amount of magic power that can activate the operation of the golden cauldron, and she can continue to try to refine the primary body tempering pill.
Pick the herbs on the spot according to the prescription and clean them. Follow the instructions of the prescription on which herbs to put in under what circumstances.
When to make a strong fire and when to use a slow fire, I dare not make the slightest mistake or slack... Although her ambition is commendable and her heart can be learned, the reality is that she was fried again. It was really fried and full of batter smell.
The only good thing is that the furnace is fine and you can continue practicing after washing it.
Before refining, he specially held the small golden cauldron to show it to Lan Qiuchen outside Sangzhai: "Did you see it? Did you see it? This is called an alchemy furnace. It has been burned three times without leaving any trace. Look, this is what it is called. "Treasure."
Lan Qiuchen squinted coldly: "..." How proud is she after being confused three times?
Forcing her to admit that it was the furnace that was the problem, she returned to the West Pavilion to continue refining alchemy, and continued to muddle through. After using it too many times, I thought it might be because the feng shui in the west attic was not good, so I went into Qingchuan and continued practicing, and continued to use it...
The smell of paste filled the whole space, and Maura didn't even bother to laugh at it, and just put the barrier wall Open a hole and let the smell of paste float to the spiritual field.
The joy of being alone is not as good as the joy of everyone. The master is obsessed with it. He leaves good potions without practicing and insists on practicing some oriental magic. Tsk, let’s see how long she can hold on. Once she has finished the two furnaces, she will know how to return. "What does it smell like?"
The servant team was practicing, and they were startled by the smell. They thought someone’s simple house had not turned off the heat when cooking, so they quickly stopped to find out. As a result, no fire source was found after a round of inspection, so everyone looked at the other side of the barrier worriedly.
I learned from Maura that the boss was practicing Eastern magic, and everyone became more worried.
If this space explodes, it is still unknown whether they can return to their original world. Unfortunately, the words they asked Maura to persuade the boss to think twice fell on deaf ears, so they had to write a will first.
"It's too exaggerated. Alchemy is an important orthodox magic in my local practice, not a witchcraft." An Lin comforted everyone, "This has the same effect as the potion Mei Mi drank back then, Maura, you Prejudice against my Eastern Taoism”
"Then what kind of will did you write?" Maura was speechless.
Although her mouth is tough, her body is honest.
"I am prepared for any trouble." An Lin defended herself as she wrote, "Boss is an Oriental after all. Practicing Oriental magic is called returning to orthodoxy. It is good for her. Don't attack her all day long. Brainwash her and say she can't do it..."
"She has been confused for thirteen times," Maura said emotionlessly, "it shows that she has no talent for Eastern magic."
Look, she has. At first, refining the potion was successful at most a few times. There are obviously techniques that are more suitable for her, but instead of practicing hard, she just practices the ones that she is not good at. Isn't this asking for trouble?
An Lin: "..."
Thirteen times is indeed a bit too difficult for modern youth, and it is difficult for ordinary people to persevere. But so what? This space belongs to Boss. She has the capital to do whatever she wants, so just be happy.
As professional workers, we wrote the will and everyone continued to weed.
As for persuading her to change her career, no one wanted to do such a thankless job. Moreover, in the eyes of Lucas and others, respecting the fate and choice of others is a blessing or a curse, it is nothing but God's will.
Moura: "..." It's a waste of time.
An Lin: "..." This place is under the control of the Emperor of Heaven.
No matter what others think, Sang Yue doesn't listen to anything outside the window and focuses on refining elixirs. From beginning to end, I never did anything else, including refining medicine and practicing. Finally, after she had stewed it for 22 times, she finally made a pot of lotus seed-sized elixir——
“Are you fried lotus seeds?” Lan Qiuchen pinched one and looked at it, “Look, this The edges are burnt! Can you eat it?”
“You don’t want to eat the rice cake?” Did you forget to eat the rice cake? Sang Yue picked up a half-brown one and put it into her mouth, "The soft and waxy smell of burning, ah, this reminds me of my favorite sweet and soft sweet potato cake."
Lan Qiuchen : "..." I am convinced by this old lady~.
You can't die by eating crispy rice, but you don't know how you died by eating failed semi-finished elixirs. But seeing her eating it, Lan Qiuchen hesitated while holding the pill in her hand.
"Don't hesitate," Sang Yue looked at her coldly, "I've eaten in it and I'm still alive."
"You've eaten it and you're still eating it? Don't you want to die?" Lan Qiuchen His expression changed drastically, "Elixirs are medicines. Even if they fail, they will have some effect. Is it okay if you take so many at once?"
"It's just a body tempering elixir. The effect of defective products is half, so it should be fine."
If something happens, then something happens. Her current physique can withstand the backlash of the medicine. Without erysipelas, this furnace cannot produce poisonous elixirs, even trace amounts of harmful elements.
It wasn't the conclusion she thought, but there was a brief introduction in the oven, so feel free to eat.
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