Chapter 12 The pot made of alchemy

After a dull sound, the fangs finally landed, Feng Jiu Yuan wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, picked a fat and big leaf from an unknown tree in the fruit forest, scooped some water from the spring and poured it into the ding, and then picked up dry firewood, and beat his hands with two stones until his hands were numb before finally lighting the fire. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

She put the medicinal herbs in the right proportion into the water, and boiled it in a pot, anyway, the scroll didn't say that she wanted to use ordinary fire or any special fire, let alone what Zhenyuan was used as an auxiliary, so a pot of boiling, simmering slowly, and then pinched into medicinal mud dumplings, steamed over a hot fire, the color was admittedly a little worse, but the medicinal properties should be almost the same.

Thinking like this, she began to sit down, cross-legged into the meditation, concentrating into the dantian, as if guarding but not guarding, inducing qi into the body, refining and refining qi......

This time, she didn't fall asleep, those silver light particles were absorbed into her body from the tips of her fingers and toes, and a trace of warm current slowly swam from top to bottom among the bones and tendons, and finally converged at the dantian, slowly circling around the chaotic red, and the dantian began to burn from time to time.

I don't know how long it took to settle down, a gust of wind blew, and the tip of my nose wiped a trace of burnt smell, Feng Jiu frowned, sniffed carefully, opened his eyes, and got up to lift the hot stove lid, but the original pot of medicine was only a layer of pot at the bottom of the furnace at this moment.

She stroked her forehead helplessly, the practice manual said that there are a total of twelve layers during the Qi training period, and the first three layers can only play a role in strengthening the body, compared to ordinary people, the physique, movement speed, eyesight and hearing will be better improved, and only at the fourth level can you learn the most basic escape technique, that is, to resist the wind with qi and increase the speed of running. The fifth layer is a basic defense technique, which is lucky and slows down the opponent's attack speed, but it can only have a certain effect on monks of the same level. It wasn't until the eighth layer that the basic attack technique was introduced, and at that time, different spirit roots would have different manifestations. And only when you reach the level of the tenth layer where you can release innate true fire can you start alchemy.

She opened the scroll again and looked at it carefully, and there was no time limit for refining medicine on it, so the first time she was refining medicine, she didn't have the time consciousness at all.

"Knowing that you don't have time in your hands shows that you're not stupid to the extreme. A voice floated from the air without warning, Feng Jiu Yuan wondered in her heart, how could the medicine spirit see through what she was thinking?

"For the refining of entry-level pills, there is only a difference in the length of time between mortal fire alchemy and true fire alchemy, if the control scale is just right, in terms of medicinal efficacy, the elixir refined by mortal fire is not inferior to true fire. The alchemy tips of the two kinds of fire are equally important in terms of heat, the order, quantity and time of the materials, and the more you practice, the more accurate the grasp of time and the ratio of materials will be. However, before the materials are put into the furnace, the furnace must be preheated. In addition, not all ingredients can be fresh, and not all herbs need to be supplied with water. ”

After listening to this, Feng Jiu Kite benefited a lot, and then looked at the Danfang record on the scroll, and began to refine it again.

Because there is no special weight scale, I have to concentrate on the approximate ratio by feeling, and then cover the top of the Dan furnace, and add firewood to the furnace again to ignite.

She rubbed her eyes, which were so smoky that she almost couldn't open them, and this time she didn't dare to settle down again, but sat aside and counted the time to take the medicine. When the time is almost calculated, open the lid of the furnace, a burst of steaming heat mixed with the fragrance of medicine comes to the face, the original green herbs have been boiled into a dark brown paste at this time, the so-called steamed cloud pill, as the name suggests, after using it like a cloud like a mist, and the way to make it work is to sprinkle water, once it is drenched, the steamed cloud pill will turn into a thick smoke in an instant, like a smoke bomb, and the smoke will also make people have a short-term illusion.

One of the herbs used in the steamed pill is a herb called sammy, which has small leaves and thick flesh and abundant juice, and when the herb enters the Dan furnace, the juice will flow out. However, this kind of juice is very peculiar, once it encounters water, it will evaporate, so when refining the steamed Yundan, it must not enter the water.

She stretched out her slender hand to reach into the Dan furnace, and as soon as she touched the medicine paste, she hurriedly retracted her hand and put it to her mouth and blew it.

Just as he was worried, he saw a big whirlpool appear in the medicine paste in the Dan furnace, and a beam of silver-blue light spun and lifted it like a pair of pottery-making hands, and finally refined it into a pill the size of a pigeon's egg.

She picked up the smooth Steaming Cloud Pill and glanced in the direction of the silent Medicine Spirit, "Medicine Spirit, thank you!"

Seeing that the medicine spirit did not respond, Feng Jiu Yuan put the Steaming Cloud Pill on the grass to the side, and made the pill for the first time, and did not know if it had the effect of a smoke bomb as recorded in the scroll, so he used the previous leaves to scoop some water from the spring and sprinkle it on it. But after watching for a long time, the pill had no reaction at all except for constantly absorbing water.

She squatted down and picked it up and studied it closely, Rao is medicinal materials have a slight deviation in the proportion, but the time should not be bad, and the refining of the medicine is also completed by the medicinal spirit, it should be about the same!

Just as he was thinking about it, the pill in his hand cracked slightly, and Feng Jiu Kite was just about to get up, when there was a "bang", and a burst of smoke spread......

After a long time, the smoke finally cleared, and on the grass, Feng Jiu Kite, who was bombarded into an explosive head, spit out a cigarette roll in his mouth, his eyes were not focused, but his expression was extremely bright, his hands were clutched in the air, and he muttered in his mouth: "Money...... That's a lot of money......"

On the edge of the spring, there was a slight sigh floating and falling like the wind, and the medicine spirit shook his head with black lines in his head, and said faintly: "The wind is dying, and the deity has fallen to the point of relying on such a stupid stupidity to save it. How can she do it?"

When it was almost dawn, Feng Jiu Kite finally walked out of the space, spread out the two pills in his hand, one white and one brown, and muttered in his heart: "Two small pills, since the medicine spirit can be done with a wave of his hand, why bother to let Miss Ben suffer this crime!

"Ignorance!" the medicine spirit seemed to spy on her thoughts, and said coldly. Feng Jiu raised her index finger wearing a ring in a daze, this medicine spirit is just a medicine spirit, not a roundworm in her stomach, how do you know what she is thinking? It can't be a babble when she is asleep, right? I really don't forget to curse even when I fall asleep!