"I ...... Sure ......" seemed to drain all the strength in his body, and the cold sweat on Feng Qingge's forehead continued to drip down. The whole person's clothes were completely wet with sweat. The moment the burning stick retracted her thoughts, she stumbled even more, and almost fell to the ground.

Well, what a terrifying strength......

Her whole body was already wet, and Feng Qingge clenched her fists, thinking of the natal flame used by Feng Yuan and Mo Yang, although it was small, it was enough to defeat her in cooking. Such a natal flame and the food made defeated her.

She felt that enough was enough to learn this by going to the Golden Luang Temple!

Nodding, the burning stick glanced at Feng Qingge appreciatively, such a pain, as any Xuan-level star master, there is no way to stand it, she can do this, it is already very remarkable.

"Okay, I'll tell you how to open the natal flame and refine your veins. With me, your success rate will increase by 20 percent. In other words, you have a 70% chance of activating the Natal Flame! "For everyone else, if they can't turn on the natal flame at 70 percent, the body is also useless.

One in his right hand, those few medicinal herbs floated in the air, one burning stick in both hands, and the white flames in his hands had already flown out, and before the wind and light song could reflect, the dazzling formation had been played.

The pace under his feet shifted, but it was a regular movement, each of which was directed towards the elixir, the black impurities were slowly peeled off, and a faint medicinal fragrance came to his nose, with a fresh fragrance, and there was no longer that unpleasant smell.

Feng Qingge's eyes widened even more, and he subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

In his right hand, the crystal clear elixir has fallen into the hands of the burning stick, he is still so indifferent, and there is no weak appearance of the ancient head, which shows that his spiritual power is very strong. casually threw the pill in his hand to Feng Qingge, and said coldly: "Here you go, after taking it, follow my method to rush the pulse." ”

"Good!" Looking at the pill in her hand, Feng Qingge tried to stuff it into her mouth, but when she thought that this thing was medicine, her face turned pale for a while, and she hurriedly covered her mouth and suppressed the malice.

The face of the burning stick on the side was even more difficult to see, and the corners of his mouth twitched and said, "Although I haven't refined the pill for a long time, my technique won't be so bad that it makes you want to vomit, right?" ”

"Uh...... No, no, I'm naturally a little averse to medicinal herbs, a little ...... "I couldn't help it, thinking of the bloody herbs, Feng Qingge opened the window, and spit it out with a wow, she really couldn't stand it, the smell of the herbs."......

This move made Luo Xing, who was playing with the window, stiffened, and the windmill in his hand fell from the second floor, he only knew that Feng Qingge had to cultivate, and he couldn't bother, so he bought a windmill and planned to play with the wind, but he didn't expect to see Feng Qingge open the window and vomit.

"You...... You okay? It can't be pregnant, right? Thinking of the most terrible thing, Luo Xing's hairs stood on end. Of course he knew the relationship between Mu Cangyun and Feng Qingge, when he accidentally hurt Feng Qingge, he was almost killed by Mu Cangyun with his eyes. She is his princess, she is pregnant during this time period, and Mu Cangyun is going to marry Wiener, this, it seems to be a little tangled.

Feng Qingge's face sank, glared at Luo Xing, and said coldly: "While playing, I'll unscrew your ears if you talk nonsense." ”

Looking at the person outside the window slamming the window shut, Luo Xing's heart was even more shocked, could it be that he was really pregnant? No, such a big news, he has to tell Mu Cangyun that he can't let him marry Wiener, I'm sorry for his girl!

Wiping his mouth, Feng Qingge put down the pill in his hand a little depressed, saw the gloomy face of the burning stick, and said cautiously: "That, uncle, this pill will not be diluted, what I eat, it won't change its efficacy, right?" ”

"You doubt my alchemy level? If ordinary things can be diluted out, my dignified generation ......" coughed violently, and the burning stick immediately suppressed what was to be said below, and said coldly: "It's going to be fine, you eat it first." ”

"Okay!" With a shout, Feng Qingge quickly took out the baked bread in front of the burning stick, broke it in half, sandwiched the ham and the elixir, clicked, and ate the thing in his hand in a few bites.

If the alchemist ancestor saw this scene, he would have to jump out of the grave, is this pill so unpalatable, it has to be eaten with bread!

patting his stomach, Feng Qingge continued to ask: "What's next, uncle, tell me, what to do?" ”

"Who the fuck is your uncle!" The burning stick is even more depressed, the sword eyebrows are slightly raised, the names that Feng Qingge gave him are simply miserable, the Ruyi golden hoop stick, can still bend and stretch, can be big and small, really when he likes the stick like a bamboo stick now, is it not because of the thunder and lightning......

The cold light in the depths of his eyes flashed, and the burning stick took a deep breath of cold air, and after his face returned to normal, he said indifferently: "Sit on it." With a slight wave of his right hand, the whole bed trembled violently, and then the dark blue ice froze the entire bed, and a trace of cold air pressed down the temperature around him, and it was terrifyingly cold.

Feng Qingge can even imagine that if he sits on his hot ass, he will be frozen by this cold ice, and he may be blurred by the flesh and blood at that time.

Reaching out and knocking on Feng Qingge's head, the burning stick said coldly: "What do you think, I think of some messy things in my head." This is the ice bed forged by the ice, and when you extract the natal flame, it can save your life. It's been built so that it just feels cool and doesn't stick to your ass. ”

"Poof, you ......" Before Feng Qingge could finish speaking, the burning stick reached out and slapped her back, and that soft force came out, dragging her body to fly above the ice. As if he had stepped into Antarctica, the cold cold upper body, and the wind and light song were even more numb from the cold.

"Don't sit down yet, I'm angry dantian, luck!" The burning stick said coldly, ordinary star masters have a stick of incense on it for a long time, if there is no star power to protect the body, it will become an ice cube, and this fat man still has time to be in a daze.

Hurriedly sat down, Feng Qingge clasped her hands in front of her, and the star power in the dantian operated, quickly wrapping her body.

"Qi comes out of the dantian, goes around the Baihui acupoint, goes to the spring, and then to the governor, and returns to the dantian." The cold voice sounded, as if it had slowed down a hundredfold. Feng Qingge felt the star power in his body quickly surge, and began to surge up along his veins.

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