In the simple and bright kitchen, there are all kinds of kitchen utensils around the double stove, which looks well organized. Looking around, I saw pots and pans placed within reach of the top of my head, neatly stacked.

"Gollum-" There was a rice cooker on the long stove, and the viscous soup in it was constantly boiling, and strange herbs were faintly visible, as well as animal bones, some kind of biological eyeballs, and other things. Such miscellaneous things floated up and down in the soup, and the white mist was swirling, constantly rolling back and forth.

"Almost." Lin Hao stayed by the side, observing from time to time for a while, adding a few herbs by the way. When the medicinal soup slowly became extremely viscous, he turned over his hand and took out a wooden box from the ring and opened it carefully.

Inside lay a palm-sized scale, blue-black, with a metallic black sheen in the light. There is a cool feeling in the hand, as if holding a piece of cold ice, which makes people shiver all over.

This is actually the scale of the Xuan Snake, which is extremely precious to the alchemist.

In the reckless world, the snake is a rare beast. They are brutal and ferocious by nature, they act like the wind, they like to devour the essence of the sun and the moon the most, and they are infinitely powerful, and the scales on their bodies are several times harder than alloy.

Although the snake is powerful and is known for its poisonous substance, it is often the target of martial artists because of its great medicinal value.

Its scales have many uses, not only for refining weapons, but also for refining the flesh. This piece in Lin Hao's hands alone is worth thousands of Xuanjing, if it is replaced by ordinary people, I am afraid that I will not be able to afford it for the rest of my life.

"This scale has greatly diminished, and it seems that it can only be soaked twice at most." Lin Hao looked at the snake scales in his eyes, and rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

In the middle of the night, when the medicinal herbs in the rice cooker were tumbling violently, he picked up the snake scales and threw them into the soup.

With a "poof", the medicinal soup splashed with a splash, and a large amount of white mist immediately steamed.

When the snake scales sank to the bottom, the originally viscous soup instantly turned black, and the black liquid inside kept surging and rolling, like a water snake licking the air, rising and falling, as if following some strange rhythm.

"The same medicinal materials in here are extremely complicated, if it weren't for the recent collection of a large number of Xuanjing, it is estimated that it would not be possible to smash the pot and sell iron." Lin Hao looked at the boiling liquid, shook his nose a few times, and shook his head helplessly.

"Gollum-" In the rice cooker, the pitch-black viscous soup swam, and many medicinal herbs tumbled and floated, and large clouds of white mist kept coming out of it.

"That's it." Smelling the pungent scent in the air, Lin Hao nodded with satisfaction.

"Snap", the indicator light of the rice cooker is directly extinguished.

Soon, the violently boiling soup slowly cooled. After the water temperature cooled slightly, Lin Hao gritted his teeth, his face struggled for a while, and he directly soaked his hands into the decoction.

Pain, pain that goes deep into the bone marrow.

The flesh does not break, but continues to heal, as if it has been slowly cut by a blunt knife. The bones in the palm of the hand instantly felt a sharp pain, as if they had been broken little by little, then fused into a ball, then crushed again, then healed, and so on......

"Practicing martial arts and practicing martial arts, what is tempered is that indomitable spiritual will, the ancients did not deceive me." Lin Hao gritted his teeth, beads of sweat the size of beans flowed from his forehead, and his face was full of pain.

After two white gases erupted from his nose, he felt a sudden burst of heat from his body, which continued to transmit from the palm of his hand to the hundreds of bones in his limbs.

After the heat flowed, the sharp pain from it instantly eased, and the palm of the hand slowly became cooler and cooler. The feeling of comfort is like soaking your hands in cold water on a hot day, and people can't help but shiver.

"It's now!" Lin Hao snorted, silently reciting a mantra in his heart, stirring vigorously in the viscous medicinal juice a few times, and then directing the heat flow from his body to the palm of his hand.

"Puff puff puff" The slowly cooling medicinal soup shook and suddenly boiled violently, followed by a large amount of white mist.

The palms of the hands gradually became hot, and slowly became more and more red, like a red-hot soldering iron.

"Zizi-" The medicinal soup kept churning, and the medicinal power contained in it slowly evaporated, blending into the flesh and blood bit by bit.

Itchy, indescribable itch, as if there are thousands of ants climbing.

"Ha-" Lin Hao's neck was bruised, and he suddenly shouted, and his palm pressed down violently, sinking directly to the bottom of the soup.

"Snort-" A small voice sounded, and the medicinal soup in the rice cooker boiled violently.

When I looked closely, I saw that the liquid disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and dried up into a solid ointment in the blink of an eye.

"Am I a martial arts master now?" Lin Hao was amazed, raised his hands stained with ointment to look at it a few times, and immediately shook slightly.

With a few "bangs", the black ointment rolled off in an instant, and all of them fell into the rice cooker.

Under the light, the palm of the hand appeared flawless, as if the whole body was carved from clotted white jade, even more beautiful than a woman's softness.

"It looks like a girl.,Why is it getting whiter and whiter? ......" Lin Hao stretched out his palm, looked down a few times, and couldn't help but shake his head.

After thinking about it, he walked directly to the corner, and after groping for a while, he took out a thick, round piece of pig iron.

"Bang bang bang-" Lin Haomu grimaced, raised his palm, and used all his strength, hitting the round metal heavily, again and again, repeating, looking more like masochism.

"Bang bang-" The muffled sound continued to startle, and the round pig iron vibrate, and faint handprints slowly emerged.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

"Bang bang bang-"

"It's really not a human thing......" Lin Hao glanced at the twisted and deformed pig iron disc, and couldn't help but shake his purple and blue palm a few times.

"The Hundred Poison Melting Iron Hand is divided into ten levels of realms, and I have already cultivated to the second layer of the Cracking Stone Realm. If you want to break through again, you have to gather the medicinal materials for the next stage, which is really a headache......"

Thinking about it, Lin Hao couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, dug out a lump of black ointment from the rice cooker, and quickly applied it evenly to the surface of his palm.

In an instant, a cool sensation mixed with a burning sensation immediately rose from the palm of the hand.

Lin Hao clenched his teeth, and immediately grinned in pain, the feeling of wanting to die was simply maddening.

"Dood-" The mobile phone rang, it was Li Feng's number.

"Hello?" Lin Hao took the phone and shook his palm a few times, and the tingling sensation had been reduced a lot.

"Mouse, isn't it fun to be a shopkeeper?" There was a playful laugh from the other side.

"Okay." Lin Hao rolled his eyes, and then said, "Crazy, I told you what about the equipment you bought, are you ready?" ”

"Oh, you don't have to worry about me. What are those broken things for, do you kid want to steal Lao Mi's national treasure? There was a laugh from the microphone.

"I'm going to Mars tomorrow, do you believe it? Maniac, help me get the equipment to that warehouse. Lin Hao hurriedly said a few words.

"Okay."

"Dudu-" After hanging up the phone, Lin Hao couldn't help scratching his head.

Every day, he has a full schedule.

Practicing the Hundred Poisons Melting Iron Hand, exercising, practicing throwing knives, practicing secret arts, and learning all kinds of knowledge......

So repeatedly, time flies in a blink of an eye.

During this period of time, Lanya Cosmetics Company has been operating at full capacity, selling and hyping new products non-stop. Due to time problems, although the current sales volume has not exploded, the good reputation has been slowly fermenting.

Lin Hao and the company's leaders believe that with its excellent quality and good reputation, it is only a matter of time before the new product ushers in a blowout period of sales.

"The secret realm is about to open, and it will be another storm. I'm afraid it's going to be extremely dangerous, so I should be more prepared. ”

After all the supplies were in place, Lin Hao took care of everything and went straight back to the barren world.