Feng Qing was dressed in a yellow shirt, surrounded by nearly thirty evenly sized flames, exuding an astonishing grace in the dark fog, like the daughter of the god of fire.

"Senior brother, is the young valley master alchemy?"

Yuni, who was originally sitting next to her, couldn't help but be curious when she saw Feng Qing like this. Behind Yuni, there is Ji Yueying, who also looks curious.

"It shouldn't be, the young valley master should be extracting the medicinal properties of the medicinal powder." After all, Lianqing has some insight, so he explained.

"I thought it was so great, such a big battle." Ji Yueying pouted.

Lianqing turned his head and glanced at Ji Yueying, although his tone was gentle, his words were obviously maintained.

"Although the young valley master is not an alchemy, the ability to extract medicinal properties out of thin air without the help of an alchemy furnace is unheard of, not to mention the medicinal properties of so many medicinal materials at the same time. The princess is well-informed, so she thinks she has seen it a long time ago? ”

Ji Yueying, who was choked by Lianqing's soft words, couldn't say a word, glared at Lianqing fiercely, snorted coldly, and sat back to her original place.

These people, one by one, went to talk to Feng Qing, the young valley master, but the princess of her country was treated so coldly, how could Ji Yueying, who had always been held in the palm of her hand, swallow this breath.

Isn't it the Young Valley Master of the Medicine King Valley?

She Ji Yueying is also a princess of a country, she is not convinced!

Obviously, everyone's attention was attracted by Feng Qing's gorgeous alchemy method, and no one paid attention to Ji Yueying, who was silently emitting sour gas in the corner.

Feng Qing extracted nearly thirty regiments of medicinal powder at the same time, not to show off his skills, but because this was the most time-saving. Moreover, Feng Qing can refine thirty kinds of spiritual medicinal materials below the second grade at one time. Now that these are just ordinary medicinal materials, plus a little powder ground from a first-grade spirit medicinal material, Feng Qing doesn't feel that it takes more time to toss slowly.

Feng Qing's ability to control fire is naturally extremely accurate.

A total of twenty-eight flames slowly heated up, refining the medicinal powder wrapped in them. Everyone saw with their own eyes that the medicinal powder in each flame slowly shrank. The medicinal powder, which was originally enough for an adult to hold in both hands, slowly condensed and turned into a pile about half the size of a fist.

Then, Feng Qing took out the container and put all the twenty-eight medicinal powders into it before exhaling a breath.

"The alchemy of the Lord of the Young Valley has really reached its peak, Feng Qiao also regretted that he did not see the Alchemy Master of the Young Valley in person in the competition, and now he sees the Lord of the Young Valley refining medicine, Feng Qiao also feels that he has benefited a lot."

Since entering Tianlong Academy, Feng Qiao has been working hard and never stopping for a moment, so that he has made great progress in his realm. He thought that his efforts could bring him closer to the young valley master, but he never thought about it......

The progress of the young valley lord is even greater.

The distance between him and the young valley lord was stretched even farther away.

Feng Qing didn't have time to pay attention to the emotions of others, her movements did not stop, and the flames in her hands were rekindled, directly controlling the medicinal liquid that was extracted by Feng Qiao and placed in the container flew up and suspended in front of her.

"Burn!"

Feng Qing snorted.

Everyone only felt that in this cold place, there was a burning feeling of sweat oozing from their backs.

Everyone saw that the fireworks controlled in front of Feng Qing gradually changed from orange to red, and there was a hint of white, and they knew that Feng Qing had directly adjusted the temperature of the fire spiritual power to the highest.

"Puff, puff."

The liquid in the flames began to surge violently, and the water vapor began to spread gradually, causing the surrounding mist to disperse continuously.

After about a moment, the liquid in the flame was gradually burned dry, leaving behind a pitch-black powder.

As soon as Feng Qing raised his hand, the powder of the nameless herb turned into twenty-eight parts, all of which fell into Fang Cai's medicinal liquid.

Then, Feng Qing threw two Hui Ling Dan into her mouth, took out a ball of cloth in her hand, and looked at Lianqing.

"Does anyone know how to sew?"

I was stunned.

This is what the young valley lord just said, where do you need their help?

"These twenty-eight portions of medicine powder need to be sewn into medicine bags. As long as it is worn close to the body, it has the effect of dispelling dense fog and drying and cold. ”

“....... Good....... Good. Lianqing felt that at such an important moment, he couldn't drop the chain.

I don't know how to needle, so I can learn it.

So, in Zhou Huan's incredulous gaze, Lianqing took over the cloth ball thrown by Feng Qing, and then looked left at Zhou Huan and then at Yuni as if asking for help. (m)

Even Song Zhi on the side obediently turned his back.

Needlework is such a thing, the third prince said that he couldn't help.

In the end, he couldn't, so Yuni, who had taken a needle and thread when she was young, took the initiative to take on this difficult task. Zhou Huan was under the pressure of the couplet, and he obediently followed Yuni to learn together.

Watching the two big men learn needlework from a girl's family, Song Zhi, Feng Qiao, and Mu Muxi couldn't hold back and laughed.

And Feng Qing, who has never understood what a woman is popular, naturally won't touch it.

In order to allow a few people to sew medicine bags with peace of mind, Feng Qiao took out some wooden chairs that had been placed in it from his Qiankun ring, dismantled them directly, and lit torches to illuminate a few people.

After late at night, Mu Muxi wrapped the thick fox fur given by Feng Qing and went to sleep against the stone. After sewing the medicine bag, they also slept wrapped in cloaks.

Feng Qing covered the fox fur and fell asleep obediently in Qin Mufeng's warm arms.

There is a human body heater warming, and Feng Qing sleeps very sweetly.

And Qin Mufeng, leaning against the stone, looked at the girl's house who was leaning on his chest and was sleeping with a small snort, his eyes fell deep in the swamp, and he didn't know what he was thinking.......

......

At the teleportation array at the entrance of the third floor of Haotian Tower, a man wrapped in gray-black mink was sitting cross-legged in the cold and bone-eating rain and snow.

One of the man's faces was already chapped, his lips were cracked and peeled, and his eyebrows were dyed with snow and frozen. Only one of his sharp eyes can be seen, like a golden knife out of the sheath, which can penetrate people's hearts.

"Give up, I can't bear it."

The gray-black mink man's voice spread with the wind and snow.

It turned out that not far from him, there was also a person sitting.

The man was also a man.

The figure can also be seen to be thin in the heavy and dirty mink coat, and the black hair is even more tangled, as if it has not been taken care of for decades.

"You can't bear it, it's your business, what does it have to do with me!"

Feng Ming struggled to stand up in the cold rain and snow, and then staggered to the teleportation array, took off his coat, threw it on the ground, and jumped into the teleportation array wearing only his underwear.

That's right, this person with tangled hair and thin body is Feng Ming, Feng Ming, who has been in Haotian Tower for three years and has not given up so far!

And the other, sitting cross-legged, with a face that is no longer as cold and handsome as before, is the other one who has also not been out of the Haotian Tower for three years, Ling Xiaotian! showbyjs('Empress Shennong');;;