"Yan Liyue" invisibly, there was a kind of magic, he tore open his thin lips, and his low voice with tenderness echoed in his ears.

"Leaving the moon, leaving the moon, it's really a good name." The stupid man bowed down and glanced at him, the smile in his apricot blossom eyes was shallow, bent like a crescent moon.

He froze, how long had it been since no one affectionately called him by his name.

Only in the misty years, the immature teenager snuggled in the arms of a woman who smiled like a flower.

The eyes pierce the autumn water, the blue waves ripple, the pear vortex smiles lightly, and the lips are more vermilion.

Leaning over, under his smooth forehead, warmth poured from between his lips.

Leaving the moon, leaving the moon, the moon of glass, the moon of leaving.

The woman, beautiful as the moon, delicate and pale, paced slowly, and her moonlit robe was stained with blood.

With tears in the corners of his eyes, he desperately called his name, and tried to reach out his hand, trying to hold ......

He ran and ran as hard as he could, trying to grab her hand.

She fell into his arms, closed her eyes, called "Liyue", and never woke up.

His heart was gouged out, and he lost all his blood, and he forgot the pain.

The white clothes of the whole body were dyed red......

From then on, he fell in love with the red dress, because that night, she died.

So, in life, I never gently called him a body, "leaving the moon"

The moonlight is like a flower, lining the girl more and more delicate and charming, completely different temperament, but at this moment, it coincides perfectly.

"It's really distressing that you're like this. Off the moon. The maiden, leaning over, lifted a cape, and left a mark on his smooth forehead.

When people go, only a faint fragrance is left in the air, which disappears with the wind.

He was half stunned, looking at the direction where she was going, and his heart was empty.

Why, she didn't kill him? And why......

Taking advantage of the night, slowly turning white, Feng Jiutian returned to the inn, as soon as he came in, he smelled a smell of blood, opened his eyes sharply, and looked at Feng Jiutian who came in with his chest covered with concern.

"Master, you're fine."

"It's fine, just a little injured. No problem. She took off her hat, and in the candlelight, her little face turned a little white.

"Is this a little bit of a wound? This obviously hurts very badly. ”

"I know my injuries in my own heart, so I don't have to worry about you." Feng Jiutian opened his mouth coldly, waved his sleeves, and sat on the bed.

She knew that the reason why she suffered such a severe wound was entirely because her soul power was too strong, and her broken body couldn't resist it at all.

Now, the top priority is to improve her spiritual power, and she doesn't want to be at the mercy of others.

Leng Xi had to shut up, but he still looked at her, in his mind, he had silently regarded her as the master.

The methods are ruthless, the appearance is cruel, but in fact the heart is kind.

Feng Jiutian summoned Ah Lang and asked him to wait outside, and then he sat on the bed with peace of mind and looked at the two books that the old man gave him.

The medicine is also divided into grades, and the medicine promoted by each class is different, and the refining techniques are also very different.

It can be said that the lower the grade of the pill, the easier it is to refine, while the higher the grade of the pill, the more difficult it is to refine, and similarly, the materials required are also different.

The medicine that is useful for entering the second order is the "Red Yellow Dan", as the name suggests, it is an elixir with a red appearance, and its center is yellow, like an egg with a sandwich of yellow.

Then the corresponding is the third order, the fourth order, the fifth order, the sixth order, the seventh order, the eighth order, and the ninth order, which are respectively "Orange Yellow Dan", "Huang Chi Dan", "Green Yan Dan", "Qingmang Dan", "Blue Huang Dan", "Zi Xuan Dan".

The color of each elixir is extremely bright, and it is very easy to identify.

She is now entering the early stage of the second order, and she can take the "Red and Yellow Pill", and all she has scavenged is the "Green Yan Pill", and the "Qingmang Pill" is probably difficult to refine.

And the anti-heaven elixir of "Renewing the Soul Rejuvenation Pill", there have not been a few such talents in the Shenao Continent for thousands of years. I'm afraid that in today's world, there is no one to make it.

And this anti-heaven elixir is said to have been handed down from a very ancient era, specifically, they can't tell what era, not only is it difficult to practice, it needs to go through a thunderstorm, and the materials made are even more difficult.

Pills can generally be divided into three categories: tonic medicines, such as anti-aging pills, can improve the quality of the skin and help women increase beauty and self-confidence.

Healing pills and medicines that promote strength.

This book is recorded one by one, not only recording the techniques and ingredients for refining pills, but also introducing the uses and effects of various pills.

Alchemy must first have a Ding Furnace, followed by a magician with fire attributes.

After having the two basic conditions, you can start refining the elixir first, but whether you can refine a good elixir depends on your fire control technique and ability to refine the elixir.

The quality of the pill can be divided into three categories, the lower grade, the middle grade, and the top grade, and the boundary that distinguishes them is the color and smoothness.

Feng Jiutian had a general understanding, then closed the book, took out a top-grade red and yellow pill, swallowed it in his mouth, closed his eyes and cultivated again.

She only felt that there was a powerful air flow in the dantian, and suddenly the veins burst open, and she hurriedly stopped.

A fishy sweetness filled his throat, and he spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and his face was weirdly pale.

Her petite body slammed against the window, her brows pursed in pain, and her limbs felt a weak ache.

At this time, no one noticed that the green bugs fell from her body, quickly ran outside, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The loud noise alarmed Leng Sha and Brother Wolf outside, and Brother Wolf quickly ran in from outside.

"Master, you can't be in a hurry to cultivate spiritual power, even if you have the pill in your hand, you will be injured at the lightest, and you will even go crazy, please think twice, master."

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Brother Wolf stepped forward and grabbed Feng Jiutian.

"I'm fine. Help me do it. Feng Jiutian instructed softly, his voice a little hoarse, and his eyes a little sloppy.

"Master, are you really fine?" Brother Wolf looked embarrassed, if something happened to her, the couple would definitely feel guilty and sad for the rest of their lives.

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm in a hurry and hurt myself, I know what to do." Feng Jiutian waved his hand, "Ah Lang, you go out and get me something to eat, I'm hungry." ”

"Yes."

Feng Jiutian supported the bed with both hands, and then sat down in the center.

Took out a healing elixir, swallowed it, and slowly breathed, although her injuries were not light, but fortunately, the elixir was of good quality, and after a few hours, half of her injuries recovered.

The body finally had some strength, and after hastily eating some of the things sent by Ah Lang, he began to practice again.

Outside the window, the sky was a little gray and bright, and the birds were chirping happily in the branches.

The first rays of light squeezed through the window into the carved edge and sprinkled onto the bed.

illuminated her face, and at this time, the pale face was a little bloody, and the corners of her dry lips were moist.

She was patient, and did not rush to forcibly absorb the elements absorbed in her body for her own use, but slightly exhaled, absorbed, and transformed into herself.

A day passed, and when night fell, Feng Jiutian was really tired, so he fell asleep on the bed.

After a few days, she finally broke through the first step and stepped into the second step, and joy crossed her face, and she finally got up and landed in front of the cold face.

The door opened and someone knocked lightly, "Nine days, nine days, I have found the medicine you want me to find, can I come in now?" Outside, a man's tired voice was heard.

Feng Jiutian felt a little wrong, took the initiative to go to the door, and opened the door.

"Master, he's seriously wounded." Ah Lang used his body to drag the crumbling Xuan Ming so that he would not fall.

At this time, Xuan Ming was a little embarrassed, his golden clothes were a little tattered, as if he had been torn apart, his blonde hair was messily draped on his chest, and his thin lips were bloodless and dry.

There was still a little blood on the corner of his mouth, and he was panting and sweating. Tremblingly, he stretched out his hand and handed the medicine in his hand to Feng Jiutian.

"Who hurt you like this? I can't spare him. Her voice was furious, and her innate domineering energy could suppress the majesty of the divine beast.

Whoever dares to hurt her, she will not let him go easily!! Even if she wasn't his opponent now, one day, she would want him to suffer the same fate.

When Xuan Ming heard this, his eyes that had lost their luster regained their brilliance, and he was really happy when she said that.

The heart that had been frozen for a long time was deeply moved, few masters cared about her divine beasts, and even if they died, some masters didn't care at all.

In their eyes, Warcraft is just a tool for temporary pastime to protect themselves.

If you die, there can be another one, and there are many demonic beasts in this world.

"Come, Xuan Ming, this is for you, eat it, let Ah Lang take you to rest in the space."

"Xuanyuan Dan, where are you from?" Xuan Ming looked at her deeply and did not reach out to take it.

"Stolen one, okay, you eat this first, Ah Lang, you take the Xuanming Society space." Feng Jiutian took Xuan Ming's hand and put the medicine in the palm of his hand.

His hands trembled a little for a moment, his eyes didn't know where to put them, he dodged, tightened his hands, and entered the space with Ah Lang.

Feng Jiutian returned to the room again, cleaned up the medicines, threw some of the medicines into the space, and some told Xiao Shou to boil them in the bath water.

Not long after, a stream of water filled with the smell of medicine was poured into the bath bucket, Xiao Shou looked at them suspiciously, and was forced to retreat by Feng Jiutian's sharp eyes, so he could only run out of the bath in horror.

Feng Jiutian shook his head speechlessly, estimating that this little second had misunderstood something. She's really a person, she's not as good as she is.

"Leng Sha, how do you feel?" Feng Jiutian leaned over, looked into his eyes, and asked him.

Leng Xi was a little stunned, you know, when they first met, she looked domineering, he asked her how she was, and she also looked fierce.

Now, when I asked him about his situation, he was so gentle.

His face turned red again, and a touch of embarrassment appeared on his cold and hard face.

"You are talking, do you have to be fierce?"