Shen Yuheng is alchemy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Maybe it's not quite right to say alchemy, because now she is not a monk, and what she refines is not a spirit pill, at best, it can only be regarded as a small medicine ball.

Han Lai and Xia Xiang watched the fire below, and Qiu Harvest and Winter hid aside and handed Shen Yuheng the medicinal materials she wanted to use.

Following Shen Yuheng's side, these four dolls are learning how to make alchemy and how to distinguish medicinal materials every day, and now they are Shen Yuheng's right-hand men.

At this time, Shen Yuheng didn't expect that she was just a move to restore her cultivation and create a new era, bringing endless possibilities to ordinary people in the entire demon world and human world.

From now on, the elixir will no longer be the exclusive domain of monks!

Danzu single-handedly brought the Danshu to the Xiuzhen Realm, but her descendants extended the Danshu to the entire Human Realm!

"Come cold, add fire!"

"Summer, keep this heat!"

Shen Yuheng saw that the medicine in the Ding furnace had gradually become a sticky thing, and there was still a big gap between this sticky thing and the elixir that Shen Yuheng wanted, but now what was refined was not a ball of black ash, but an ointment, which was already a great progress!

But the smell of this thing ...... It's hard to put into words.

Shen Yuheng couldn't help pinching his nose, these things smelled too bad when mixed together, right?

When he took the paste from the furnace, the strange smell instantly lingered throughout the room, and it drifted out of the window for a long time.

"Patriarch, what's wrong with you? Are you cooking? ”

Seeing Shen Nange who broke in, the corners of Shen Yuheng's mouth twitched.

Boiled?! He could think of it, but the taste was ...... It really smells a little bad.

Smelling this smell, Shen Yuheng could already imagine how unpalatable this thing should be, could this really be regarded as an elixir? It's poison, it's almost there!

Seeing the five people pinching their noses inside, Shen Nange touched his nose in embarrassment, he seemed to have misunderstood something?

After sealing the thing twice, Shen Yuheng coughed lightly.

Although the source has been sealed by Shen Yuheng, the smell still permeates the entire Dan room and refuses to disperse.

I couldn't stand the unpleasant smell, and several people rushed out of the dan room as if they were fleeing.

As soon as he went out, Shen Nange couldn't help but take a few breaths of fresh air, and instantly felt that his whole person was purified.

When the strange smell dissipated, Shen Yuheng dragged the four boys into the Dan room again.

Because of the support of the entire Shen Dynasty, she didn't need to worry about the problem of medicinal materials, and every time she went into the Dan room, it was often a few days of sleeplessness.

"You're really trying."

The four dolls were already sleeping on the ground in the cold and summer, and the four dolls were already sleeping on the ground, only Shen Yuheng was still lighting the lamp, constantly writing and drawing on the paper, and wrote down her experience in refining pills these days.

In this quiet night, the female voice was particularly abrupt.

The woman's figure gradually emerged from the night.

Dressed in black, she almost melted into the night, her black hair was neatly tied, there was a sharp look between her eyebrows, and there was a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth.

It's Ling Feng.

"Or else?" Shen Yuheng took the pen and smiled lightly.

What do you do without working hard? Are you willing to be a mortal for this life? No! No way!

"But unfortunately, it's useless for you to try." She looked at Shen Yuheng mockingly, and the flickering lights made her expression dim.

The wind shone through the wide open windows, and the flickering candlelight tugged at her shadows like demons from hell.

"So what?" Holding down the paper that had been blown slightly by the wind, Shen Yuheng sighed lightly, looking at her with a little pity.

She was no longer the proud and willful Murong Chuchu, and the moment she chose to fall into the demon realm, she was no longer Murong Chuchu.

In other words, the Murong Chuchu at the beginning is dead.

She looks beautiful, but she's just a marionette on the stage!

Once she rebelled against what she was doing now...... Then the only thing that greeted her was destruction.

Murong Chuchu's heart was on fire at her gaze.

Commiseration? What right does she have to look at her with that kind of gaze! Now that she is powerful and powerful, she has risen to the top, but she has fallen from a lady in the sky to this, the person who should be pitied is Shen Yuheng, not her!

"Shen Yuheng, do you dare to make a bet with me?" Thinking of her purpose today, she suddenly laughed.

The Demon Lord will not let Shen Yuheng die, no matter what, saving Shen Yuheng's life is the bottom line.

But beyond that, it means that no matter how much they torture her, the Demon Lord will not intervene!

For a group of people who have an old grudge against Shen Yuheng, is there still no grudge to revenge, and there is revenge?

Shen Yuheng's miserable days in the future can be imagined!

"Bet? What are you betting with me? Take your life? Shen Yuheng calmly lit another candle, her voice was clearly unwavering, but it was full of provocation in Ling Feng's ears.

Is she looking down on her? What qualifications does she have!

What can Ling Feng bet on Shen Yuheng? Her power comes from the demon lord behind her, and all the power comes from the man behind her—even if she never thought so, but that's what happened.

Whenever her ability is not enough to cope with the things in front of her, the men behind her will appear one by one to solve all the difficulties for her.

Before she knew it, she had become their vassal.

"You're the one who doesn't have a bet, right?" Soon, Ling Feng's mood calmed down.

This Shen Yuheng is just a forced pretence, a person who has not even cultivated himself, what arrogant capital does he have?

The Radical Spell was of no use to Shen Yuheng, she just calmly sorted out the pile of papers on the desk, and the face that had always been smiling was now as shallow as always, but Ling Feng couldn't see any emotional changes on her face.

Even if she was smiling, it was just a polite smile.

"Shen Yuheng, I'm talking to you!" Her agitation method did not anger Shen Yuheng, but Shen Yuheng's indifferent and breezy attitude made her half angry, and she couldn't help but grab Shen Yuheng's wrist.

Then there was a sudden click, so harsh in the night, which was completely silent.

Shen Yuheng's eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle, and the paper she was holding in her hand was scattered to the ground because of her suddenly de-energized wrist.

Her hand hung down weakly, and her wrist bent into a strange arc, and just now, Ling Feng directly broke her wrist!

That's right, for ordinary people, the power of the monk is too terrifying, and it is even said that the monk can make an ordinary person lose his life directly with just a move of his fingers!

Not to mention that Ling Feng just broke her wrist now!

Ling Feng didn't seem to expect that he had so much strength, so he couldn't help but let go of Shen Yuheng's wrist and took a step back. (To be continued.) )