With the way of selling medicinal liquid to recover spirit stones, glutinous rice is a little more comfortable when the furnace is opened, and there is no need to worry about the monthly rent.

And after she started selling potions in the courtyard, she gradually became a little more familiar with the monks in the courtyard.

The most familiar ones are naturally the two martial cultivators who are guarding the courtyard. At first, Nuomi just nodded and said hello to each other when they met, but later the two came to her room to buy the medicine twice, and Nuomi also learned the names of the two people.

The older one is called Guo Yingwu, and the younger one is called Song Qiu, both of whom are outer disciples in the family. If you want to talk about cultivation, there is only no way to go up or down in the sect, but both of them have a good relationship, and they both belong to the branch of a certain head of the family. The chief steward now has a very high status in the family and has a certain ambition, so he sent two people and the little steward to come to the real estate of this Xianyi City, mix with an idle fat poor, and by the way, watch the movements in this Xianyi City.

Because it was an idle errand, the two of them had nothing else to do in this courtyard on weekdays, except for cultivating and speaking to the monks who rented in the courtyard. Before Nuomi came to live in this courtyard, there were only low-ranking monks in this courtyard.

In this Xianyi City, it is also a place where fighting is forbidden, and those scattered cultivators have been doing all day outside, and when they return to the courtyard, they are already exhausted, where will they have the mind of fighting. Ever since they had begun to work in this courtyard, they had never seen a monk who really needed them to manage.

Later, after the special situation of glutinous rice, they had another task, which was to drive back to their courtyard those monks who were curious to cross the line and go under the windowsill of glutinous rice to inquire about the news.

But now that Nuomi has begun to openly sell medicinal liquid in the courtyard, and has opened the guardian formation in the room, Guo Yingwu and Song Qiu don't need to drive people back anymore. After all, these monks are also familiar with glutinous rice. The mystery in the middle disappeared, and they really went to the front of the glutinous rice room just to buy a few mouthfuls of potion. I was afraid that I would make the glutinous rice unhappy, so I cut off the way of their medicinal liquid. Where do you dare to inquire about any news in front of the glutinous rice room.

Later, the number of failures of glutinous rice increased, and the medicinal liquid accumulated in his hands also increased day by day, and even the little steward of the sect in charge of real estate came to Nuomi, asked about this medicinal liquid, and hinted that glutinous rice could be used to replace the spirit stones that were usually paid with these medicinal liquids.

Although Nuomi knew that the elixir was indeed very rare and very popular outside, he never thought that even the medicinal liquid would be so valued. I was so surprised that I was a little stunned.

Only then did she know that in front of the scattered cultivators outside, even if she could just take out a little bit of medicinal liquid, she could already be admired. Now when she went out into the courtyard, the monks who rented it outside greeted her respectfully—it was no longer a greeting. but to bow to her in earnest.

The attitude of these monks made Nuomi a little trance-like, and she thought that she had become a terrible character, so that she recalled that when she was on the top of the Great Cloud Peak, because of the blue eyes of those immortals, she suddenly had an identity.

And this time. The respect she received was not due to others, but to her own earnings, which made her even more surprised.

It turned out that she always felt that she had not done enough, but in fact, it was only such a small achievement now. It is enough for her to have the capital of pride and complacency in front of outsiders.

Nuomi warned herself more than once that these casual cultivators who shared a house were the poorest monks at the lowest level in Xianyi City, and they couldn't even smell the smell of medicine on weekdays, let alone taking medicinal liquid. It is precisely because they have never seen such a big scene that they feel that glutinous rice can be opened to make medicinal liquid, which is really a surprising thing for them.

If it is changed to the front of Wen Ren Yiyi, not to mention the medicinal liquid, even the lower-grade elixir, he will not pay attention to it at all, and where will he feel that glutinous rice is a great thing.

But after admonishing himself many times, every time he saw the respectful looks of those monks outside, he still made Nuomi rise with a timid pride.

She hadn't felt this way in a long time. Since she was worshiped by others in Lu Zong's village, she hadn't been so excited for a long time. This feeling of being recognized by others is so good that she wants to only refine the liquid medicine all the time, and there is no need to successfully refine the elixir at all.

If she hadn't remembered Senior Brother Zhuzi, and took out the piece of transmission note paper left by Senior Brother Zhuzi every day and listened to it, maybe the glutinous rice would have really become a storage zài who was already satisfied as long as she refined the medicinal liquid.

However, even so, Nuomi's mood was somewhat relaxed by the attitude of the monks outside.

Although she couldn't succeed in refining the elixir for the time being, with their support for the elixir, Nuomi felt that failure was not entirely terrible. Even if she failed, as long as she didn't burn all the immortal herbs into charcoal, she would already be able to make the monks in the courtyard feel happy and grateful.

With such a motivation and a place to go with medicinal liquid, Nuomi no longer cares about failure so much, but makes her mood relax a lot, and when she tries to open the furnace, she is not so nervous.

On this day, Nuomi was preparing to open the furnace for alchemy as usual, and he had already picked up a fairy grass in his hand, and was about to put this fairy grass into the red-hot Bisha Dan furnace, but suddenly heard a loud "squeak" sound outside.

"Squeak-squeak-bang-bang-"

It was an indescribable and strange sound, as if you were scraping an iron basin with an iron spoon, or as if you were sliding your fingernails against a wall, or forcibly breaking through metal with a long sword...... All Nuomi can think of is these uncomfortable sounds.

Her hand suddenly stopped, and she turned her head to look at the window.

Because of the furnace for alchemy in the room, in order not to make the monks outside look curiously, the glutinous rice always closed the curtain of the window tightly, without a single gap. She looked at the window like this, and saw nothing outside, so she saved herself from opening the curtain.

"What's the sound?" Glutinous rice frowned, hesitated, but did not go to the window.

The sound was only like that, and although it was so large and irritating, it didn't last long.

Nuomi held the fairy grass in his hand, waited hesitantly, and didn't see any sound outside, so he turned his eyes back to the Dan furnace in front of him, and put the fairy grass in his hand into the Dan furnace.

The steps of opening the furnace in front of us, glutinous rice have been done many times, and I can't see the slightest rustiness at all, like a cloud of water flowing with peers. She didn't have to think about it at all, she threw the fairy grass casually, and her divine consciousness had already been integrated into the rune paper attached to the Dan furnace furnace, controlling the spiritual fire, running around the Dan furnace, and slowly reheating the Dan furnace, so that all the spiritual grass there could be refined into medicinal liquid.

The immortal grasses that she needed to use now were no longer the ones she was used to, and while the level increased, the difficulty of refining also increased. Many spirit grasses are not just heated evenly, but they must change the position of the spiritual fire according to the texture changes of the herb itself, and slowly and carefully handle these fairy grasses along the veins of the fairy grass leaves.

After the glutinous rice was really opened to refine these pills, I realized why there had never been a young alchemist. It is really alchemy, and fellow practitioners are indeed complementary to each other. Even if the cultivation is not particularly high, at least it must reach a state where it can be one and two souls, so that it can well monitor the situation inside the Dan furnace, and at the same time control the flow of the spiritual fire outside.

Without the ability of one body and two souls, even if the alchemy technique is perfect, there is no way to adjust the spiritual fire according to the situation inside the Dan furnace, and there is still something lacking in the end.

She was concentrating on controlling the operation of the spiritual fire, but suddenly there was a loud sound of "stabbing la" outside.

This time the sound came out very suddenly, and Nuomi was concentrating on controlling the spiritual fire again, and she was suddenly frightened, and even her divine sense trembled violently, and the spiritual fire that was suppressed by her divine consciousness suddenly rose three feet high, and almost even the roof of the house burned together.

The noise outside is still ringing all the way, but where does the glutinous rice still have the heart to take care of it.

She was startled by the noise outside, and then by the sudden rise of the spiritual fire. When she reacted and hurriedly re-controlled the spiritual fire, she only smelled a strong smell of burnt paste coming from the Dan furnace. Without even opening the lid of the furnace, Nuomi knew that he had failed again this time.

She had already opened the furnace many times, and she was already too familiar with the refining of this kind of spirit grass to start, and she hadn't failed on this first spirit grass for a long time. Even if she fails, she can get a little potion. But this time, I was frightened by the sound outside, and the spirit grass in the Dan furnace directly turned into charcoal.

Although Nuomi himself failed to isolate the harassment of the outside world, his mind was not tenacious enough, and there was a little reason, but looking at the sky outside, Nuomi couldn't help but be a little indignant no matter how good his temperament was.

At this time, it was no longer broad daylight, if it wasn't for the greed to be quiet at night, so as to concentrate on the furnace, now at this time, the glutinous rice has already slept.

It's already time for everyone to rest, how can someone still make such annoying noises again and again. RP