Chapter 453: Successful Refining When the words Canghaiweed and Falling Star were turned into liquids of different colors, Wang Feng's complexion also became extremely calm, and his fingers clicked on the yellow snail meat.

The yellow snail meat was pulled by his spiritual power, and quickly soared into the void, and then quickly fell on Wang Feng's palm, and at the moment when the yellow snail meat landed on Wang Feng's palm, the temperature of the spiritual power fire also suddenly became higher.

"This temperature should be about the same, and it should be able to quickly make a pile of meat liquid from the yellow snail meat. ”

After seeing the temperature of the white flame of Nasen rising, Wang Feng thought in his heart, his eyes were mixed with a hint of deep thought, although he had saved a lot of time when refining the first two medicinal materials, but his time was very tight, and he had to save time faster.

"Points. ”

Thinking like this, Wang Feng mourned in his mouth, and the spiritual power in his hand doubled, and suddenly divided into two flames and existed in the palm of his hand, and then the spiritual power restrained the yellow snail meat, and the yellow snail meat was also quickly and obediently roasted.

The separation of the two flames, the temperature is kept above that degree, but the area is constantly increasing, but the yellow snail meat has some significant changes rapidly.

"There is a risk in this change, and it is best to change it quickly, but the only risk is indeed a bit big, and I guess I will fail once......"

Looking at the yellow snail meat that quickly changed in the flames, Wang Feng's face remained unchanged, and he already had some calculations in his mouth.

"It's better not to have this change, otherwise my confidence will take a bit of a blow and the difficulty will increase. ”

Looking at the yellow snail meat that Xu Song was angry and changed in the flames, Wang Feng's eyes showed a trace of worry, his palms clenched, and a trace of inevitable nervousness appeared.

"Sneer......."

Sure enough, as Wang Feng expected, after a while, the yellow snail meat not only did not turn into some liquid, but became a meaty fragrance, needless to say, it must have been cooked......

"Sure enough, there is no way to escape this cooked fate. It seems that my temperature has increased, and it is probably because of this increase in area that the refining that should have been successful has suddenly become unfeasible. ”

sighed, there was still a trace of uncomfortable emotions in his heart, Wang Feng pursed his mouth, or suppressed the uncomfortable emotions in his heart, and still analyzed the reasons why he failed.

"Then you have to lower the temperature. ”

Picking up the second portion of yellow snail meat again, Wang Feng said to himself in his heart that he must not make a second mistake himself.

"The fire of spiritual power burns for me. ”

A low cry sounded, and above Wang Feng's hands, the end fire quickly appeared, quickly rising from low temperature to medium temperature, this time, the temperature was much lower than the last time he used it.

"It has to be successful. ”

Gritting his teeth and suppressing the tension that rose again in his heart, Wang Feng's palms trembled a little and began to lower the temperature, and the speed of improvement was very slow, hoping to find the most suitable temperature point for roasting yellow snail meat.

After a while, when the temperature rises to a certain point, the cortex of the yellow snail meat changes significantly.

"Found it. ”

His heart froze slightly, Wang Feng's eyes widened, and he quickly stopped the speed at which the temperature of the flame that spoke of his spiritual power increased, and quickly stabilized it above this point.

"Very well, in about half an hour, this yellow snail meat will turn into a pile of liquid. ”

Seeing that the yellow snail meat had changed significantly, Wang Feng's face was also quite happy, and then he carefully maintained his mental power at this point and did not dare to have the slightest change in IQ.

"It's starting to melt into liquid. ”

Seeing that the yellow snail meat began to turn into liquid, Wang Feng's face was overjoyed, and immediately, a smile appeared, and he muttered in a low voice.

"Next up is the Reverse Blood Grass. This is already considered a high temperature. ”

After sighing in his heart, Wang Feng's gaze also sank a little, and he looked carefully at the blood-red herb-like thing on the surface, this herb is the central herb of this ammunition, if it is lost, it is extremely difficult to replace.

"Let's start refining. ”

Sighing slightly, Wang Feng's expression was a little peculiar, and the white flames rolled a few times in his palm like an elf, directly wrapped in the anti-blood grass, and burned wildly.

Counting up, Wang Feng's favorite medicinal herb is a high-temperature medicinal herb.

Why?

Because high-temperature medicinal materials are not very afraid of injury, if the temperature of low-temperature medicinal materials is too high, it will damage the medicinal materials, and high-temperature is not afraid, they are not afraid of temperature, even if the high temperature is too high, it will quickly turn into liquid, but it is best not to overdose too much.

Otherwise, the end will be the same as that of low-temperature medicinal herbs. "It's time to start refining, this is a big guy, don't damage it because of carelessness." ”

Touching the blood-red medicinal herb, Wang Feng was still a good man sighing one moment, and the next moment he turned into a butcher with a pig-killing knife, and burned the bloody grass fiercely.

This incident has fully illustrated the mind of Wang Feng's butcher.

Everyone should stay away from him in the future.

"Sneer......."

Under Wang Feng's high-temperature flame left hand, the anti-blood grass let out a painful groan as soon as it came up, and the red skin around it quickly fell off and fell to the ground.

It's the essence inside.

After the red skin receded, only a golden piece was left, which looked like a peeled ginseng, which looked a little funny.

"Turn it into liquid. ”

Wang Feng had the ruthless look of a butcher on his face, and with a low roar, the golden ginseng began to melt rapidly, and the original blood-red appearance of the anti-blood herb was also beginning to turn into a golden liquid.

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"The last knockout match was Wang Feng's champion, but I don't know who the first official match is this time. ”

On the audience, Han Xian touched his chin without a beard, and laughed, he seemed to be very relaxed, but there was still some faint worry in his eyes.

"This time, it's probably Wang Feng's kid. ”

Liu Kuan, who was the only one beside him with a somewhat relaxed color, laughed indifferently, a little strange Han Xian and a little worried.

"This time, I'm afraid not, it may be Wei Wang's kid. ”

Hearing Liu Kuan's affirmative voices, Han Xian shook his head and sighed.

"Why him?" Liu Kuan wondered.

"Don't forget what Wei Wang and Hu Yunhua's empire produces. Han Xian glanced at Liu Kuan and muttered to himself alone.

"The most abundant thing...... That's not ...... Oh, I see. ”

Hearing this, Liu Kuan understood, and the worry in his eyes was faintly revealed.

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