The medicinal liquid that Jiang Mo wanted to mix was called the Quenching Body Spiritual Liquid, which was a basic spiritual liquid that he had pondered and researched by himself nine hundred years ago, and he had tested it, this Quenching Body Spiritual Liquid was useful for cultivators below the martial artist, and the most important thing was that there were no side effects.

"Whew!"

"I don't know if the unparalleled alchemy technique of that year still exists after nine hundred years. ”

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Mo's eyes slowly closed, and with a movement of his mind, he entered the Mud Pill Palace located at his temple.

"Nine hundred years ago, there was only so little bit of divine thought power left in the majestic power of the sea. Looking at the thin divine thought power in the Mud Pill Palace, Jiang Mo couldn't help but sigh, nine hundred years of reincarnation had almost exhausted his divine thought power.

The Mud Pill Palace is a place where the power of divine thoughts is stored, and any alchemist and refiner has a Mud Pill Palace, but generally speaking, the stronger they are, the bigger the Mud Pill Palace will be, and the more divine power they will store, and the more advantageous they will be when refining pills and forging weapons.

And this divine power is an indispensable part of the refining process, only by relying on the power of divine thought, can the balance of the flame be controlled, the power in the medicinal materials can be extracted, and then the elixir can be refined.

"Although the power of divine thoughts in the Mud Pill Palace is scarce, I can slowly cultivate it in the future, and the most important thing is that I still have valuable experience in refining medicine, which is the most precious place. Jiang Mo muttered.

"Wangu Dan Sutra!" Jiang Mo drank lightly in his heart, and then his fingers moved, changing into a dazzling seal.

This is the pill recipe he practiced nine hundred years ago, and it is the top alchemy technique on the continent, which can control the power of divine thoughts, directly extract the medicinal power in the medicinal materials, and increase the probability of success in alchemy. It was Jiang Mo who spent a huge amount of money to get it from an ancient ruin.

After his words fell, I saw that the medicinal herbs automatically floated into the air, and then drops of medicinal liquid of different colors were directly extracted and fell into the wooden basin that Jiang Mo had already placed.

Time passed slowly, and when the water in the wooden basin gradually turned verdant, sweat had already appeared on Jiang Mo's forehead.

"This bit of divine power is really useless, it's used up so quickly. Jiang Mo dispersed the seal and wiped the sweat on his head.

There are a total of seven medicinal materials, and with Jiang Mo's current divine power, he can only concoct five parts of the quenching spiritual liquid, and the remaining two medicinal materials, he really doesn't have the energy to configure them anymore.

After speaking, Jiang Mo took off the clothes on his body, revealing his sturdy and dark body, and then walked directly into the wooden basin to accept the soak of the quenching spiritual liquid.

"Huh. The verdant spiritual liquid swam directly into Jiang Mo's skin, and then burrowed into his pores, repairing his meridians that had been destroyed by the poison.

Jiang Mo sat cross-legged in the wooden basin, and a trace of black gas came out of the top of his head, and those black gases were the poisonous gases remaining in his body, and now he was directly forced out of his body by the quenching spiritual liquid.

After about half an hour, Jiang Mo breathed a sigh of relief and said, "At this rate, in five more days, the meridians in my body will be able to fully recover, and at that time, I will be able to cultivate Yuan Force again." ”

Jiang Mo clenched his fists, "Jiang Shenghai, you are my uncle in vain, in order to seize the position of the head of the Jiang family, you fought openly and secretly with my father, and even harmed me in secret, first poisoning and abolishing my cultivation and destroying my meridians." He even instructed Chen Fugui to murder me, if I don't avenge such a big revenge, I will be a man in vain!"

"The day my talent returns, it's time for you to regret it!"

After speaking, Jiang Mo got up from the wooden basin, put on a dry shirt, and began to prepare the remaining two medicinal liquids.

After soaking in the wooden basin, Jiang Mo's energy and divine power had recovered, and it was not difficult to configure the remaining two parts of the medicinal liquid.

After only twenty minutes, Jiang Mo successfully configured the liquid medicine and put it all in the porcelain bottle on the table.

"Ling'er, come in and help me. After the liquid medicine was concocted, Jiang Mo shouted outside the door.

When Ling'er came in, she couldn't help but be surprised when she saw the verdant liquid in the wooden basin, and said, "Young Master, you can really make a medicinal liquid?"

"Of course, when did I brag to you. Looking at Ling'er's surprised expression, Jiang Mo said slightly proudly.

"You help me get another basin of water, and then get twenty porcelain bottles. Jiang Mo thought about it and said.

Ling'er didn't ask why, and quickly took the water and the porcelain vase.

Jiang Mo directly introduced the two parts of the quenching spiritual liquid into the clear water in the wooden basin, and then stirred well, looking at the diluted body quenching spiritual liquid that was more than ten times diluted, Jiang Mo smiled slightly, he knew that even this diluted spiritual liquid would be coaxed by something.

As long as there are martial arts cultivators in Wind Thunder Town, they will definitely need this body quenching spiritual liquid, because it can not only increase the cultivation speed of cultivators below the martial artist, but also without any side effects.

Quickly put the diluted quenching spirit liquid in the wooden basin into twenty porcelain bottles, Jiang Mo wiped the Zichen ring, and the porcelain bottles disappeared from sight.

"Ling'er, come with me to the herb shop, and I'll get justice for you. Jiang Mo smiled.

"Young master, wasn't I dazzled just now, why is that porcelain vase gone?" Ling'er said in surprise.

"Well, it's all here. Jiang Mo pointed to Zichen's ring, he didn't hide it.

"Young Master, is this a space ring that can store items?" Ling'er's beautiful eyes widened, I didn't expect that the young master actually had a rare space ring, this kind of thing, I'm afraid there are no elders in the family, right?

The young master is really getting more and more mysterious, this is the first thought in Ling'er's heart.

"Hmm. Jiang Mo nodded and said, "Okay, don't rub it off, let's go quickly." ”

Although Ling'er didn't believe that the young master could sell those quenching spiritual liquids and seek justice for herself, she still obediently walked out with Jiang Mo.

Fenglei Town, the bustling streets are full of people and traffic.

Jiang Mo and Ling'er stood in front of a quaint medicinal herb shop, Baicaotang.

"Ling'er, is this here?" Jiang Mo was wearing a cloak on his body at this moment, encompassing his entire body, looking extremely mysterious.

"Well, yes, young master. I think it's better to forget it, Baicaotang's power in Wind and Thunder Town is not weak. Ling'er was a little worried.

"It's all here, what are you afraid of, I'm here. Jiang Mo took the lead and walked in.

Seeing Jiang Mo entering, Ling'er had no choice but to follow up.

"Sir, do you need anything?"

"I have a big business to do with your Baicaotang, and call your steward out. Jiang Mo said lightly.

Hearing this, the maid was stunned, listening to Jiang Mo's tone was very steady, not like he was here to make trouble, plus his cloak covered his face, which was even more mysterious, the maid didn't dare to offend, and immediately ran into the inner hall and called the steward out.

"Hello, sir. The steward was a slightly chubby middle-aged man and said politely.

"You can determine what price this liquid can be sold for, and if it is suitable, I will sell it to you. Jiang Mo didn't talk nonsense, he directly took out the twenty bottles of quenching liquid, put them on the table, and laid them out one by one.

The middle-aged man just sniffed the smell of the medicinal liquid lightly, and knew that the medicinal liquid was by no means simple, and he said, "Sir, please wait a moment, wait for me to take the medicinal liquid in, and ask our alchemist master to identify the grade of this medicinal liquid, and then set the price, okay?"

"Yes, but I don't have a lot of time, so don't make me wait too long. Jiang Mo said, and then sat down casually.

"Ling'er, look for the person who only gave you seven medicinal herbs that day. ”

Seeing that the young master was so valued by the steward of Baicao Hall, Ling'er also had some confidence, she looked around the hall, and then pointed to a waiter in the northwest corner.

"It was he who gave me the medicinal herbs that day, and he still has a black mole on his face, Ling'er will not be mistaken. Ling'er said.

At this time, the middle-aged steward cautiously walked out with the medicinal liquid, and behind him, there was an old man with a white beard, who was in good spirits, thinking that it should be the alchemist that the middle-aged steward said.

"Good, good. Dare to pit my family, this kid has lived enough. Jiang Mo stood up and walked towards the middle-aged steward.