Zheng Qiu pondered for a moment and looked at the earth spirit veins in the cave air, perhaps the medicinal herb seeds needed the power of heaven and earth to refine.

Thinking of this, he made a stone spoon, and then controlled the spoon to fly into the air, scooping a large spoon of the power of heaven and earth that was condensed into a liquid form.

Then he made dozens of stone bowls, and spent several hours separating the power of heaven and earth according to their different properties and putting them into the stone bowls.

The rest of the process looks a little silly.

Zheng Qiu threw the seeds into the furnace again and again, picked up the stone bowl and used the power of heaven and earth to bake the stove.

With thunder and lightning, the seeds are scorched and cooked;

With clean water, the stove gets wet, but the seeds don't react;

With earth and stone, the stone stove is originally earth and stone, how can there be a reaction......

After trying it, the power of heaven and earth did not help in the slightest in refining medicinal seeds.

Zheng Qiu guessed, could it be the reason for the isolation of the stove?

So he simply poured the power of heaven and earth into the furnace and came into direct contact with the medicinal herb seeds.

Failure, failure, failure!

Even the power of heaven and earth, which he had hoped for, could not make the seeds merge.

The power of the grass and the earth will only be embodied into a large pile of grass, filling the stove to the full, feeding the horses and cattle is almost the same.

What can I do?

Medicinal seeds cannot be melted like metal, and there is no possibility of blending.

How did those alchemists refine pills?

Why do they use a high-temperature flame to burn the stove, but the medicinal herbs inside are not baked into charcoal, and the medicinal herbs are also plants.

Could it be that there is something wrong with the way the flame is used?

Or is it necessary to control the qi and make some special movements during the refining process?

The more Zheng Qiu thought about it, the more he got bigger, he couldn't learn alchemy from scratch, when would he have to learn.

He threw the two stoves aside and sat in the medicine field and turned his brain.

The so-called three thousand avenues can all be sanctified, there are so many exercises of all kinds in the world, there are ways to break through the divine realm, and the same must be true for refining medicinal seeds.

There should be another way to bypass it, and you can refine medicinal seeds without learning alchemy.

"Zheng Qiu, Zheng Qiu, give full play to your ingenuity, be imaginative, there will definitely be a way. ”

He thought to himself as he muttered to himself.

Gu Ya stood by the window of the stone building and watched, nodding slightly: "This kid loves to think about everything, and he will become a great weapon in the future, it seems that the oath he made is not a loss." ”

Zheng Qiu didn't sleep endlessly, and he was also absent-minded when he was in the Great Wilderness Pill Supermarket, thinking about the problem of refining medicinal seeds all the time.

On the fourth day, he was walking through the streets of the bazaar and happened to pass by the Kui boss's Yongwu Fang.

On the side of the Warrior Workshop, where the weapons are made, two forgers are dealing with a large box of metal ore.

They grabbed the mine, threw it into the furnace piece by piece, and the high-temperature flame melted the ore completely.

The sap of the metal and the molten slurry of the rock were mixed together, and the caster held a spatula and tongs, urging the air to cover it, laboriously separating the sap from the molten slurry.

Seeing this situation, Zheng Qiu's mind suddenly flashed with a flash of inspiration.

When Zheng Qingyue devoured the treasure, the treasure would transform into a light cluster of the power of heaven and earth and enter his mouth, and the medicinal herb seeds would definitely be able to do the same.

When the seeds of medicinal herbs turn into light clusters, they lose their original shape.

Isn't it the same as fusing the seeds together at this moment?

He quickly turned into a remote alley, cast a spell to shrink the ground into inches, and rushed to the earth spirit vein cave.

After meditating and regaining some strength, he shouted as he walked towards the stone tower: "Qingyue, Qingyue!"

Qing Yue flew out of the window on the third floor of the stone building and stopped in front of Zheng Qiu in a circle.

It made its body slightly larger, and it was about as tall as Zheng Qiu.

It clutches a large piece of crystal in its claws, and it looks like a doll, presumably its new toy.

"Boss, why are you in such a hurry, what's going on?"

"I came up with a way to refine different kinds of medicinal herb seeds together. ”

Zheng Qiu said as he gestured to swallow something, and explained, "Qingyue, can't you swallow treasures in your stomach."

I remember when you swallowed the treasure, you could turn it into a ball of light.

According to you, this is to transform the treasure into a force of heaven and earth, and then swallow it.

Can I learn this devouring method? Can you teach me?"

Qing Yue tilted her head, raised her tail and patted Zheng Qiu's stomach.

Puzzled: "Boss, can you learn this? Is your belly the same as mine, and can it hold things?"

"I didn't mean that, I wanted to learn how to transform something into the power of heaven and earth, the ball of light you swallowed. ”

This time, Qing Yue understood, nodded and said: "This is a spell called dissolution, I know the formula, but I don't know if you can learn it, boss."

The pronunciation of this spell is very difficult, and it requires the cooperation of the power of heaven and earth in the body, boss, you and I are still different. ”

After speaking, it put its head next to Zheng Qiu's ear and began to chant the mantra of the dissolving spell in a loud voice.

This mantra is also not a human language, and it is very difficult to pronounce.

The voice was soft, barely audible, coming from the deepest part of the throat.

Zheng Qiu opened his mouth wide to imitate, twisting his tongue and forehead, um, ah, but the volume was always not right.

"Boss, you're not pronouncing it right, you have to make a sound from under your throat, here!"

Qing Yue tapped Zheng Qiu's chest with her paws, indicating that the sound was about to come from her lungs.

"What's the sound in your lungs?"

Zheng Qiu straightened his tongue and tried again, but the sound still came from his throat.

Is it possible to use the process of exhalation to make sounds?

He took a deep breath of air, then slowly exhaled, stretching his neck in the process, trying to imitate the mantra that Qing Yue had recited.