Chapter Eighty-Five: Alchemy
"Brew a pot and taste it. ”
Mo Ye was a little impatient, there was such a good tea but he couldn't drink it, it was really itching.
"I'll do it. ”
Liu Ruohe naturally knew that how could a man at this time make good tea?
With a light smile, he went to get the teapot and the teacup, and began to get busy.
Wash the tea, clean the cup, brew the ............
Her movements are skillful and graceful, and it is simply a tea art performance.
Just watching her make a tea show is a wonderful treat!
After a while, the tea was brewed, and Liu Ruoyu sent the two cups of tea to the two of them.
"Hello uncle, please have tea. ”
Mo Ye also had a cup in front of him.
Mo Ye picked up the wine glass, sniffed it lightly, and praised it: "It's really good tea!"
Mo Dashan became interested, and hurriedly said, "What's so good about this tea, son?"
First of all, the water for making tea, it must come from the clear spring in the mountain behind our village, sweet and sweet, from nature, very suitable for making tea, and you have always liked to drink tea, I am afraid that you yourself from there with a wooden barrel. ”
Hearing this, Mo Dashen nodded. Indeed, he has no other hobbies in his life, and his only two hobbies are to drink a little wine and drink a cup of strong tea after a day of work, which can erase a lot of fatigue even if he is tired.
His son actually told the source of this tea in one sip, and it seems that he has not drunk it less.
"More importantly, this tea is indeed a thousand-year-old tea!"
Mo Ye drank this cup of tea in one gulp, carefully feeling the sweet and moist feeling in his throat.
"The soup color is white, the soup flower is fine and even, the tea color is expensive and white, and the soup flower needs to be fine and even, if it is cold noodle porridge, it can bite the cup tightly, and it is indeed the best fairy tea. ”
When Mo Dashan heard this, he quickly picked up the teacup in front of him and tasted it carefully.
Admiration: "If it is really the reincarnation of fairy tea, check the reincarnation first, I didn't expect that there can be such a fresh tea in the world, and it is not in vain to be able to drink this cup." ”
Mo Dashan closed his eyes and carefully savored the taste.
Liu Ruoyu also picked up the cup of tea in front of her, took a sip carefully, and her eyes brightened a lot in an instant.
Even she had never drunk such a good tea, what kind of tea was this?
"No, I have to put it away, and when my in-laws come, I will take it out to entertain them, otherwise we have nothing to entertain in this poor country and remote place, isn't it a joke?"
As he spoke, he grabbed the tea bag on the table, turned his head and ran to the house to collect it.
Leaving Mo Ye and Liu Ruoyu looking at each other, at a loss.
Liu Ruohe's white and flawless face was slightly flushed with a hint of rouge, obviously she was very shy.
Mo Xie leaned into his ear and said softly: "Don't worry, fortunately, I kept an extra copy, and I have my father-in-law's share." ”
He laughed as he spoke. Liu Ruoyu glanced at him, since the relationship was clarified, this guy's skin has gradually thickened?
Every time he teases her unscrupulously.
Mo Xie picked up the teacup in front of him again and tasted it carefully, took a shallow sip of the first sip, took a deep sip for the second time, and drank it directly for the third time.
With a long sigh: "Tea is the best, and the person who makes the tea is also the best, complementing each other." ”
Reveled there alone, Liu Ruoyu served quietly on the side, the sun was setting, the faint sunlight was sprinkled in the courtyard, warm, and the breath between the two was also warm.
Later, Mo Xie gave Mo Dashan acupuncture again, and the situation has improved a lot.
After a few more acupuncture sessions in the next few days, Mo Dashan will get better completely. This way he will have no worries and time to do other things.
After dinner, Mo Xie did not go to rest with Liu Ruoyu, but walked alone to the back mountain behind the village.
He is going to make alchemy here, and if the thousand-year-old ginseng Zhu Guo is eaten raw, he is only afraid of destroying the heavens.
Using them to refine the elixir, the effect will be a hundred times better.
Mo Ye looked around vigilantly and found that there was no danger around.
So he started to prepare, but he didn't really practice once, so it was extremely solemn.
Mo Ye first transformed his thunder power into a purple thunder flame.
This thunder flame burned violently, countless thunderbolts churned violently in the flames, and the temperature around her increased rapidly.
Mo Xie first took out the various herbs that he had bought at the pharmacy in the afternoon.
First of all, an eight-petal orchid was thrown directly into the flame, and the thunder flame wrapped the eight-and-a-half orchid, carefully controlling the temperature of the thunder flame.
Slowly, slowly the eight-petal orchid turned into a mass of liquid, Mo Ye carefully controlled this mass of liquid to compress, when it was compressed to a certain extent, Mo Ye put the He Shou Wu that he stepped on a few days ago into it, and when it was not long, this He Shou Wu also became a mass of liquid, Mo Ye carefully compressed this mass of liquid!
When compressed to the extreme, Mo Xie solemnly put in a vermilion fruit, and soon this vermilion fruit turned into a mass of liquid, and finally, Mo Xie solemnly and cautiously took out a few thicker ginseng whiskers of thousand-year-old ginseng and put them into it.
After a while, the ginseng beard also turned into liquid!
At this point, the most critical moment is the fusion of various medicinal liquids!
Mo Ye's right hand gathered, into a Dan furnace shape, and his left hand pinched out a magic trick. The thunder true element in his body emanated out and entered his right hand, and several materials slowly gathered.
Because these materials are mutually exclusive, the closer they are, the greater the force of repulsion.
But for Mo Ye, it was a breeze.
Directly use the power of thunder to violently squeeze these materials together, and at the beginning, these materials repel each other, rushing left and right. I want to escape.
But Mo Xie's Thunder True Yuan fused these materials together.
As long as these strands of materials are fused together, the next step is the most critical step, which is to take responsibility.
The purple liquid compressed by various materials rolled and tumbled in Mo Ye's palm.
From time to time, his left hand pinched out an inexplicable magic decision, and the Thunder True Yuan entered the flames one by one.
The liquid in the flames emitted a little golden light, and it looked extremely beautiful.
I don't know how long it took, until finally this mass of liquid was gradually compressed by Mo Ye to the size of a fingernail.
This is the compression of the medicinal power, the more severe the compression, the more condensed the medicinal power, until the final qualitative sublimation occurs, and when it reaches this stage, the elixir is completed.
Compressed to the extreme, the next step is to reach the last step, that is, to condense into a pill, if this step fails, then everything in front will inevitably fall short.