Chapter One Hundred and Seven: Strange Sword
"Your elixir ........"
A voice came from her ears, which made Lan Jingrou immediately come back to her senses. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Looking down, the medicinal liquid that was about to condense under the kneading of her aura was already a little unstable, Lan Jingrou secretly exclaimed in her heart, and her fingers quickly pinched.
After some rescue, the Melting Spirit Pill finally took shape.
Looking at the small two pills in Ding, Lan Jingrou was a little helpless, if she hadn't been distracted just now, she was sure to condense three, and one mistake became the current two.
Putting the Melting Spirit Pill into the jade bottle, Lan Jingrou looked at Yun Ming beside her: "Your business is over?" ”
Yun Ming nodded: "It's long since it was over, I've been watching you alchemy for a long time." ”
It's long over? Lan Jingrou blinked, she was all about alchemy, and there was a notice of when Yun Ming started watching her alchemy.
Putting away the medicine tripod, Lan Jing was about to move, but found that his feet were actually stuck in the ground.
The corners of Lan Jingrou's mouth twitched, how long had she been standing still?
In Yun Ming's sight, Lan Jingrou slowly pulled her foot out: "How long have we been here?" ”
"Soon, just a few years."
It's only been a few years~~~~~~ Lan Jingrou can't express her feelings anymore.
When the cave was opened, the originally bare ground outside was already full of human-tall weeds.
Yun Ming did not sacrifice the big bowl, but walked down the mountain with Lan Jingrou.
The two of them seem to be walking step by step, but they are actually extremely fast.
They themselves were not far from Shangzi City, and after two days of walking, they entered Shangzi City.
Lan Jingrou went to the pill shop to exchange the spirit pill and wound medicine in her hand for some spirit stones.
The shopkeeper heard that it was selling pills, but he was very enthusiastic, Lan Jingrou wanted to sell one of the Melting Spirit Pill in her hand, and noticed her thoughts, before Lan Jingrou took out the Melting Spirit Pill, her hand was detained by Yun Ming, who had been watching.
Lan Jingrou subconsciously wanted to get rid of it, but Yun Ming's face sank: "Your strength is too low, if you make a move in this kind of place, it is easy to be targeted." “
Lan Jingrou paused, and after a moment, she understood what Yun Ming meant.
Thinking of the consequences of Yun Ming's words, Lan Jingrou's face turned a little pale, and after thinking about it, she still dispelled the thoughts in her heart.
Yun Ming took out the medicinal materials, except for the one that was defeated by her at the beginning, and there was not much left after refining it into an elixir, and while the shopkeeper was counting the spirit stone, Lan Jingrou chose some ordinary medicinal materials in his store by the way.
When the two of them got out of the Dan Pharmacy, they found a small courtyard to rent.
As soon as Lan Jingrou entered the courtyard, she chose a room and locked herself in.
Yun Ming probably thought that she was going to do alchemy, so he didn't bother.
Divine Sense watched Yun Ming enter the room by himself, and Lan Jingrou immediately poured out the medicinal materials in the storage bag and sacrificed the purple tripod.
After doing everything, she didn't rush to alchemy, but released the Boundless Mirror.
She has been alchemy on that mountain for several years, and the Boundless Mirror has never been released.
Cheng Dan will gather aura and cause aura riots, she pretended to be alchemy, and put the Boundless Mirror out to absorb the aura, which is the most difficult method to be discovered by Yun Ming.
Seeing the Boundless Mirror sitting in the room slowly absorbing the aura, Lan Jingrou did not forget to get out the things in the mirror from the City Lord's Mansion.
Lan Jingrou was not interested in the spear, and Lan Jingrou also studied it for a while, but she didn't see anything, and no matter how Xiao blew it, there was no sound.
Among the three most eye-catching things, Lan Jingrou was most interested in the weird sword.
The sword had no scabbard, the body of the sword was a strange pitch-black color, and the hilt was engraved with a beast that Lan Jingrou did not recognize.
The beast's first teeth and claws, giving people the first impression that it was an ominous thing, but Lan Jingrou felt a little loved.
Earlier, Yun Ming had been embarrassed to take it out and study it, but at this time, when she was alone, Lan Jingrou looked the sword up and down.
The divine sense probed into the sword body, and Lan Jingrou found that her divine sense could not be imprinted on it.
Can't brand the Divine Mark? If you can't recognize the Lord, isn't it a little troublesome to use?
In just a moment, Lan Jingrou lost interest, threw the sword aside, and her gaze fell on Chang Xiao, who was glanced at by herself.
raised her hand and was about to pick up Chang Xiao, but Lan Jingrou suddenly thought of something, took Chang Xiao's hand and turned it, and fell on the weird long sword.
Grabbing the long sword, Lan Jingrou hesitated, bit her fingertips, and squeezed out a drop of essence blood and dripped it on the sword body.
The long sword in his hand, which had not moved, trembled suddenly, Lan Jingrou was caught off guard, her five fingers were numb, and the long sword fell to the ground with a clatter.
Looking at the scarlet that slowly disappeared on the sword body, Lan Jingrou's eyes widened, she was just guessing, she didn't expect that this sword really absorbed her essence blood.
A hot air rose in the room, Lan Jingrou didn't feel it before, but as the temperature got higher and higher, Lan Jingrou also felt scorching.
Everything in the room seemed to be burned, Lan Jingrou was frightened, and she didn't care that the Boundless Mirror was still absorbing aura, and directly incorporated the Boundless Mirror into her body, and when she wanted to put away the purple tripod and medicinal herbs and escape from the room, the surrounding scenery changed suddenly, and instantly turned into pitch black.
Lan Jingrou was stunned for a moment, and her movements did not stop, but she just buckled it down, but she did not touch Ziding as she imagined, but pounced.
It was pitch black all around, but the heat waves kept coming from the unknown darkness.
Lan Jingrou kept silently reciting the word calm in her heart and took a deep breath.
Not only was it getting hotter and hotter around, but Lan Jingrou also felt that her feet were getting more and more scorching, and for a while, she was like a grilled fish on a chopping board, with nowhere to stay.
The black dress on her body also burned and turned to ashes.
What the hell?!
Lan Jingrou suddenly regretted recklessly dripping blood on the sword, but at this time, it was too late to regret it.
In the dark, she couldn't see anything, so in order not to burn the soles of her feet, Lan Jingrou could only keep moving.
The tingling pain came from the soles of her feet, but she couldn't stop.
Large beads of sweat dripped down the corners of her forehead, and Lan Jingrou gritted her teeth stiffly, not letting herself hum.
Just when she thought she was about to die, the scorching heat in the air instantly dissipated, and in the face of the sudden receding scorching heat, Lan Jingrou didn't come back to her senses, and her body was instantly wrapped in cold.
The wind was coming from all directions, and she couldn't hear it, but it was like a knife on her almost burned skin.
What the hell?!!!
Lan Jingrou scolded her mother in her heart, and her body shrank subconsciously.
But this action did not play a role in keeping out the cold, the wind seemed to be everywhere, and even the skin that was hugged together was still stinged by the wind.
I don't know how long it was cold, Lan Jingrou almost thought that she was about to die, and the cold air around her suddenly disappeared.
Is it over? Lan Jingrou raised her head, and it was still pitch black all around.
The body gradually warmed up, Lan Jingrou looked at the darkness that was still unchanged, and a bad premonition gradually floated in her heart. (To be continued.) )