Chapter 292: Artifacts are not something that ordinary people like us can touch
The eyes of the little beast were cold and warm.
Looking into his eyes, it seemed to be looking at an inanimate object.
Fu Shiyu only felt a chill rise from the bottom of his heart.
Stared at by the little beast, as if stared at by death, the back of his neck was cold.
Fu Shiyu's movements paused, and in the next second, he retracted his hand in seconds.
He smiled: "You keep sleeping, and the little one shouldn't disturb your dreams." ”
He can see that this little beast is only for his sister and brother-in-law to touch.
The little beast stared at him for a moment, a glint in his eyes.
After that, he closed his eyes and pressed closer to Mo Yechen.
Yun Lingxi stared at the little beast that had closed its eyes again, thoughtfully.
She remembered that when she entered Chen's internal breath, she vaguely saw the little beast holding Chen's finger in its mouth.
But out of trust in the beast, she didn't interfere with it.
When Yinxue and the others arrived, it let go of Mo Yechen's fingers.
After letting go of Chen's fingers, the sparkle in its eyes visibly faded.
After that, it stuck to Chen's neck and closed his eyes next to him.
Thinking about it, Yun Lingxi bent down and pulled Mo Yechen's fingers to take a closer look.
Sure enough, there was a small tooth mark on the fingertips of the fingers that had been swallowed by the little beast, and there was a faint bloodshot around it.
A strange look flashed in her eyes, and she quietly held Mo Yechen's hand in her hand.
"Lingxi, since the ancient prescription is complete, I'll go to dispense the medicine first." Yin Xue picked up the herbs on the table and looked at Yun Lingxi.
Yun Lingxi took Mo Yechen's hand, sat on the edge of the bed, and nodded: "Well, I've worked hard for you in the past few days." ”
Yinxue smiled and walked out of the tent with the herbs.
Fu Shiyu looked at Mo Yechen, who was pale and his breath had returned to stability, and said softly: "Sister, I'll help Yinxue." ”
After speaking, he pulled Murong Qing and walked out with Yinxue.
The three of them, Lianchen, Qingluan, and Dugu Wu hid the worry in their eyes and walked out gently.
They stay here and don't help much.
It's better to follow the distribution of the organs written by Qin Yan first and explore the imperial tomb.
Qin Ming said respectfully: "The princess, your subordinates are outside the tent. ”
"Hmm." Yun Lingxi answered softly, tucked the corner of the quilt for Mo Yechen, and sat on the head of the bed.
Qin Ming glanced at Mo Yechen worriedly, turned around and walked outside the tent, waiting quietly at the entrance of the tent.
Inside the tent, silence returned again.
Some of the petals on the ground were trampled on and scarred, and some were caught in clothes and picked up and hung on hangers.
Yun Lingxi held Mo Yechen's hand and lowered his eyes to look at the tooth marks on his fingertips.
The bottom of the eye, overflowing with inquiry.
The faint power that Yin Xue said, could it be this little beast?
Last night, this little beast bit Chen.
Chen said that he only felt cold, not pain.
Moreover, after Yinxue was bitten by Chen last night, she probed his pulse, and she couldn't notice anything unusual.
Thinking about it, she glanced at the little beast that had fallen asleep again, hid the confusion in her eyes, and closed her eyes.
Next to the tent.
Fu Shiyu and Yin Xue sat at the table, looking at the ancient prescription.
"Yinxue, my brother-in-law almost fell ill this time, does it take a long-term view to visit the emperor's mausoleum?" Murong Qing held a medicinal herb and frowned at Yin Xue.
"No, it's urgent to visit the Emperor's Mausoleum to get ancient medical classics." Without waiting for Yinxue to speak, Lianchen opened the curtain of the tent and walked in.
He sat down next to Yinxue and leaned back in his chair,
IEQ pinched his eyebrows and looked at the herbs on the table: "You and Yinxue study the prescription and refine the pill as soon as possible." ”
As he spoke, he looked sideways at Yin Xue: "Yin Xue, how sure are you that you can refine this pill?" ”
Each of the medicines in the ancient prescriptions is extremely complex.
It not only has extremely high requirements for the alchemist's mastery of the heat, but also a test of the alchemist's ability to refine medicinal herbs.
Fu Shiyu looked at the ancient prescription, and his expression gradually became solemn.
In his previous life, he had tried several ancient prescriptions, all of which had failed.
Yin Xue's fingers slowly swiped over the prescription, and her fingertips finally stopped at the four words of Nine-Leaf Wisteria.
He stared at the yellowed paper, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing over the four words.
After a while, he slowly spoke: "Even if I am only one-tenth sure, I can only try." ”
After trying, success or failure is fate.
When Fu Shiyu heard this, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and his eyes burst out with confidence: "Poison Xuanmen Poison Mother-in-law and Uncle Wufeng can both make poison on the ancient poison formula." ”
As he spoke, he waved his hand and made a cheering gesture: "We, we will definitely be able to make the pills on the ancient medicine prescription as well!" ”
Qin Ming was holding something, and as soon as he walked into the tent, he saw Fu Shiyu's extremely strange movements, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
He took a deep breath, recovered his facial expression, and walked to Yin Xue's side with the things in his hand: "National Teacher, this is what my master asked me to send to you." ”
Yin Xue took the thing in his hand: "What is this?" ”
"This is Fengshending."
"What? Thousands of years ago, the alchemy god tripod? Murong Qing looked at the small tripod in Yin Xue's hand in shock.
Lian Chen's expression changed slightly.
Qin Ming pursed his lips with a complicated expression: "Well, the master said that this tripod will be handed over to the national teacher for the time being." ”
Fengshen Ding is not only a medicine tripod for refining medicine, it is also a symbol of status.
In the domain of the underworld, when you see the phoenix god ding, you see the young domain master.
Those who have the Phoenix God Ding can mobilize all the disciples of the Phoenix Pavilion, as if the master was there in person.
Yin Xue's eyes trembled slightly, and the fingers holding Feng Shending shrank slightly.
After a while, he responded softly: "Okay." ”
Fu Shiyu curiously took the Fengshen Ding from Yin Xue's hand and looked at it carefully.
"What is unique about this Phoenix God Ding?"
Yin Xue leaned back in her chair, and her tone was a little subtle: "Fengshen Ding, which has been passed down for thousands of years, is what all doctors dream of. ”
"It can increase the probability of becoming a medicine, and the medicinal properties of the pills refined are perfect."
Once the master mentioned Feng Shending, his expression was full of regret.
But he didn't want the master to see the Fengshending for the rest of his life, he was lucky enough to see it and could use it.
"Increasing the probability of medicine? Enhance medicinal properties? Fu Shiyu's hand shook, and he hurriedly hugged Feng Shending, who almost fell, with both hands, and his tone was shocked.
Isn't this the artifact that all pharmacists pursued in the fantasy novels of the previous life?
Because my sister would read novels to decompress when she was bored, he also read some fantasy novels.
As written in the novel, every time these artifacts appear in the world, they will inevitably cause a bloody storm.
Qin Ming nervously stretched out his hand to take it under him: "Regent, be careful. ”
Fu Shiyu threw the phoenix god tripod to Yinxue like a hot potato: "The artifact is not something that ordinary people like us can touch. ”
Qin Ming and Lianchen watched him throw the Phoenix God Ding, their pupils shrank suddenly, and they nervously reached out to catch it.
Yin Xue raised her hand, caught Feng Shending, and glanced at Fu Shiyu helplessly.
Qin Ming saw that Yinxue was catching the Fengshen Ding intact, he breathed a sigh of relief, and took out a few Yan Essences from his arms: "National Teacher, you can use this Yan Jing first, and if it is not enough, I will send it later." ”
Lianchen pinched one and played with it in his hand, and glanced at Yinxue sadly: "My cousin is really good to you, not only handed over the Fengshending to you to use, but also gave you so many Yan Jing, I think at the beginning, I was squeezed by him for a year for a Yan Jing." ”