"No, it won't. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Feng Xingying shook his head confidently:

"There are a lot of things that can be summed up by experience. Other alchemists' methods are feels, but mine is formulas.

If you don't believe me, Master can continue to test me. ”

"Okay, this time it's a return to the gods, and I'll see how fast you can refine the drunken red dust. ”

The topic of leaving Huang Tianzun is not simple.

Because Drunken Hongchen is not in the form of a pill, but a pink liquid, which is used to apply it to the face and maintain the skin.

This thing, Feng Xingying has long been excited, this is simply an enhanced version of the essence, and it is something that is generally lacking in the Yunxi Continent.

If she takes out a few bottles of drunken red dust, and then mixes them with beauty lotion and incense pills, she is estimated to be able to make a lot of money.

It's just that the refining method of liquid pill liquid and solid pill is very different, and even experienced alchemists have to go through several failures again when refining liquid for the first time.

Feng Xingying could already imagine that Lihuang Tianzun must have looked proud at this time, and his heart was secretly refreshed: Xiao Sample, let you be reckless, right?

Feng Xingying showed a confident smile on his face, and did not speak, but withdrew from the Xihuang Sword Space.

In the alchemy in the Xihuang Sword Space, the flame spirits in the flame pool can still surround her and help her cultivate.

In this way, Feng Xingying can cultivate and alchemy at the same time, and replenish spiritual power by the way.

But if it's outside, there is no such treatment.

Therefore, Feng Xingying wants to save the utilization rate of Xihuang Sword space, and this kind of formula calculation, of course, she has to complete it outside.

Seeing that the moon was in the middle of the sky, Rue Xiang and Qin Shiyi were each cultivating in the courtyard, but Feng Xingying took out a Danfang to study, and then wrote and painted on the sand.

After a while, she smiled and wrote a strange symbol on the silk silk with a thousand-year-old spiritual pen, only three Chinese characters: drunk red dust.

Feng Xingying entered the Xihuang Sword Space again and opened the furnace for alchemy.

Li Huang Tianzun knew her disciple very well, she looked so confident that she was proud, in fact, she was really confident, if she wasn't 100% sure, she wouldn't be stupidly arrogant.

The confident expression on Feng Xingying's face was also a little infected by Lihuang Tianzun, and he couldn't help but mutter:

"It's nice to be young. Your brothers and sisters were very young back then, and I don't know what happened now. ”

She was very relieved, because Feng Xingying now had to concentrate on alchemy, and this challenge was not easy, and there was no room for sloppiness.

Although there are only two of them, Feng Xingying doesn't want to fail, she wants to prove that she is right, so she must concentrate.

Time, little by little.

Feng Xingying concentrated on alchemy, and the spiritual fire in her hand was burning, obviously a rigorous operation, but she was stunned to play a bold faction.

Even Lihuang Tianzun couldn't help but praise loudly: "The action is good, it is worthy of the bloodline of our Divine Phoenix Clan, and this fire control ability is just a little bit worse than when I was young." ”

As everyone knows, where she was standing before, there is now a starry black figure.

He looked silently at the strange symbols on the ground, and there was no expression on his face.

His aura had the power of oppression, and no one else dared to approach it for half a minute.

After studying it for a long time, he actually reached out and pressed it lightly on the ground.

Ice spread from his palm, covering only a small area.

The dust and the symbols were frozen in ice.

He withdrew his hand, and the cold ice formed a small tablet, which was frozen with the symbols written before sealing Xingying.

On the ground, there is no trace of it.