Wen Mo flipped through his memories for a long time, and finally pulled out the memory of this medicinal herb from the corner. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is actually not a medicinal material, most people will only regard it as a kind of weed, the leaves are as thin as a blade, and it looks very easy to break, but it is actually full of tenacity and difficult to break.

It is called blade grass, and there are also blades or tough grass, which can be found in various places, and the names are different.

This kind of grass is actually of little use, and under normal circumstances, it cannot be used for refining medicine, but by chance, the ancestors of the Wen family discovered that the juice of this grass has a fire-based aura.

Only those who pinch out the juice with their hands can have a fire-based aura.

The ancestors thought that a new continent had happened to them, so they studied it with great interest for a while, but finally came to only one conclusion: if this thing has tens of thousands of catties, twist it into juice by hand, and extract fire-based spiritual energy from it can be used to restore spiritual energy.

A normal person would never do that. Because if you had the time to get these out, the aura in your body would have been restored long ago.

This paragraph was written in the alchemy minutes, but only briefly mentioned.

Wen Mo thought of this paragraph, and saw that Liu Yaoshi was also studying this, and couldn't help but be curious and a little admired. She thought that only a boring person like her ancestors would do such a thing.

If you want to say that Liu Yaoshi is boring to do this, she absolutely doesn't believe it. Although she had only met twice, she felt his rigor.

Wen Mo's mind wandered around in his heart, and then he slipped into the space again, simulating various medicinal materials and identifying them individually.

In fact, Wen Mo has always been curious, isn't the simulated space only simulated and seen? But she has only seen pictures of many materials and knows some medicinal properties, but there are always some things that are unclear, can the simulated things still improve themselves?

Wen Mo thought about it, kept the matter in his heart, and continued to identify the herbs, determined to wait for the opportunity to ask the teacher again.

"Xiao Mo." After Liu Yaoshi finished studying things, he couldn't help frowning when he saw Wen Mo sitting in the corner looking down at the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

Winmer didn't change his name, he was still called Winmer. This name is not uncommon, and there are more than a dozen or even dozens in Wulian Town.

"Your Excellency." Wen Mo quickly stood up and bowed to him. No one has called her Xiao Mo yet, and she feels a little novel.

"What were you doing?" Yakushi Liu asked as if unintentionally, his brows furrowed. According to his previous character, he would have asked sternly, but when he thought that the steward Tian said that he should not be too strict, and then dismiss the apprentice or force the apprentice away, he would not assign someone to come. He was a little gentler, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"When I return to my lordship, I am recalling the medicinal properties and shapes and uses of medicinal herbs." Wen Mo didn't see his discomfort, and replied respectfully, a little glad in his heart: Isn't Liu Yaoshi as strict as Tian Steward said, or quite gentle?

"Very well, bento like this." Pharmacist Liu nodded, believing it, and his expression was also satisfied.

Wen Mo touched his head honestly, "Thank you for the compliment." ”

Yakushi Liu rubbed his hands together, and a cloud of water wrapped around his hand, still and levitating. When he washed his hands and parted them, the balloon spread out and turned into crystalline points of light. She watched dumbly, determined that she could try it herself, she hadn't tried it before, it was so convenient.

"Come here." Yakushi Liu beckoned to Wen Mo, his sleeves were narrow, but because he was a little thin, he slipped to the elbow level as he moved.

Wen Mo's gaze skimmed at his arm, and his heart shook, there was only a layer of skin and bones on the hand, green tendons bulging, and some flesh-pink scars that had only healed recently.

She quickly withdrew her eyes, not looking too much.

But Yakushi Liu didn't care too much, stroked his sleeve, and leaned against the table on the side.