The sun sets, and the cold comes from the sky.

The dome, which was still bright, already had a bright waning moon hanging high in it.

After closing all the doors and windows, Nan Xiao removed the wardrobe and lifted the wooden planks on the ground, revealing a deep tunnel in front of her.

With a flick of his fingers, a streak of energy swept through the candle flame, and the dimness disappeared instantly, leaving only a thick black.

Nan Xiao was familiar with the road, and the lotus step moved lightly, and went down the steps.

The whole secret passage was not dark, and the sides were inlaid with square stones that emitted a faint white light.

With a little polishing, you can make a night pearl.

There is no doubt that in the mortal world, everything that can be illuminated at night is invaluable.

But in the blessed land of Qingya, these stones are not rare.

For some light-sensitive herbs, or in order to increase production, it is necessary to have a "sun" at night that is brighter than the distant moon.

As a result, in some special medicine gardens, the lights are also bright at night.

Therefore, a square stone that can emit light is not expensive.

This money is not worth mentioning to Nan Xiao, who has been running a medicine garden and alchemy for nine years.

As a result, in this narrow passage, there were more than a dozen pieces of fluorescent ore.

The further down you go, the softer the soil becomes.

Fluorescence is colored and has no temperature, less wind but cold, and heavier humidity.

Nan Xiao didn't walk very fast.

Over the years of excavation, she didn't know how many shovels she had discarded, and even poured gravel and earth into baskets up the back mountain.

Although his hands have been covered with vitality and there are no meat calluses, the sweat in his palms is still flowing at this time.

Are these hands nervous?

Or are you lamenting the hard-won nature of this secret passage?

Nan Xiao held back her tears and walked down the steps step by step, moving towards a brighter place.

Even if her heart was pounding, even if her legs were already a little weak.

Nan Xiao is still firm.

The road is below.

The road goes higher.

Half an hour later, Nan Xiao had regained her composure and calmly came to an empty stone room.

The interior of the stone room is a little special, like half a steamed bun, and like a rice bowl upside down on the table.

The bottom is a circle, which does not occupy a large area, and can accommodate hundreds of people.

There is an arc dome, and the four sides are inlaid with night pearls, and a cyan moon as thin as cicada wings is painted in the center.

Looking down along the bright moon, I saw that in the center of the ground circle, there was a huge stone jar with a radius of about ten meters and a height of three meters.

The surface of the stone jar is neither smooth nor regular, like a child's plaything when he plays at home, and the workmanship is very rough.

Aside from the structure, the color of the stone jar is quite eye-catching.

The whole body is navy blue, with irregular gray-white lines, and it looks like it is made of bronze, but it is actually granite.

Such a large granite is rare, and it was discovered by Nan Xiao deep in a riverbed in the back mountain.

After feeling the temperature of the granite, Nan Xiao borrowed a storage artifact from the old man Chen Zhuo in the Shenqiao realm, transported the huge rock into the secret room, and carved it day and night.

Drilling stone is much more tiring than digging the soil.

Fortunately, Nan Xiao's vitality is full, and with martial strength, he tempers his body in the process of chiseling stones.

Outside the stone jar, the floor of the entire secret room was almost covered with dried dendrobium, which was almost piled up to Nanxiao's waist.

There are also many medicinal herbs with high cold properties.

Such as silt at the bottom of the pond, snails, crabs.

There are countless herbs such as ice grass, frost reishi, and snow lotus residual leaves.

Life or death, dry or wet, more or less, expensive or cheap......

It's all messed up here.

A cyan waning moon hung high, and the surrounding light was shimmering.

Nan Xiao closed the iron door of the secret room, stepped on seven steps, easily leaped over the pile of medicinal herbs, and stood still on the wall of the tank.

The inside of the cylinder is blue, there is dark yellow silt precipitation at the bottom, and there is clear and transparent still water on it, which is located to two-thirds of the place.

This water, of excellent quality, is a high-quality water source for irrigation elixirs.

Under the reflection of the four night pearls, there are no ripples, but there is light and shadow flowing.

There is a stone bench in the middle of the water tank.

The white clothes faded, and the girl's beautiful carcass was whiter than the frost moon, like warm jade, soft and beautiful.

Nan Xiao fell into the stone bench, and the water surface was as delicate as her waist, like a lotus flower blooming.

She sat cross-legged on a stone bench, most of her body submerged in the clear spring.

The beating of the heart makes the surface of the water no longer unwavering.

The girl's beautiful body is still young, and there is no joy or sorrow on that almost flawless face.

The flamboyant phoenix eyes flew obliquely and rushed to the distant mountains and eyebrows.

There was a faint water light in the black pupils, and it was shining.

Some of the pale lips are slightly pursed, and the jaw is tense.

The cold face was dyed by the cold, and the weak willow was nowhere to be seen, only the wind and snow were added.

If it weren't for the scabbed wound on his forehead, Nan Xiao would be as complete as a jade-faced bodhisattva, solemn and solemn.

But somehow, she looked sad.

After a while, Nan Xiao, who had been silent for a long time, raised her head and finally moved.

"Whoa-la-"

Fingering, crane control.

The vitality is condensed into filaments, and the medicinal herbs around the tank are introduced into the water.

For a moment, the water was full of young leaves and dead grass.

"Plop plop—"

It turned out that under the heavy medicinal materials, there were countless pills hidden.

The ruddy color is the detoxification pill, the blue stripe is the heat-clearing and nourishing god pill, and the Bigu Dan is gray......

Qingya Blessed Land is already famous for refining medicine, but this does not mean that everyone has the opportunity.

And the elixir refined from the elixir is beyond the reach of even cultivators in the Shenqiao realm, let alone ordinary cultivators.

As for the mortals who have not yet opened up the sea of suffering, such as the gray-robed medicine farmer, they are thankful that they can usually get ordinary pills.

Nan Xiao's nine-year alchemy is not only for life, but also for today's practice.

The blue moon overhead held the brilliance of the night pearl of the four directions, wrapped in the damp and cold airflow, and shone into the tank.

I want to cool the girl's warm and soft skin.

Under the light, Nan Xiao's expression was dark, and the ripples of water flowed on her body.

With a gentle shake of the hand, the silk thread between the ten fingers is longer, and a fishing net is woven in a few breaths.

Towards the established direction, Nan Xiao threw the fishing net out of the tank and pulled it hard.

In an instant, the pill was like a pond fish, fully loaded.

It is difficult to find a fish swimming in the sea, and the elixir melts when it encounters water.

The sludge was several layers thicker due to the residue of danda, and the water in the tank was no longer clear.

But the lotus is still the same.

After dripping all the herb liquid into the vat, Nan Xiao closed her eyes and rested.

Those life essences are tangible but not qualitative, like air, gathering but not dispersing, and dispersing when you hold them.

The majestic essence rampaged through the water, stirring up the silt, and the medicinal herbs shook like duckweed.

Compared with the cold air that was slowly approaching and gradually penetrating to the bone, the coldness from the wound that was pierced in the left calf directly made Nan Xiao almost in pain.

Even if the life essence was like a raging fire, so that she would not be frozen to death, but the flames burst out, and the life essence poured into the body, like a volcanic eruption.

Ice and fire, in this huge stone tank, collided fiercely.

The turbid water ripples because of it, and the sediment rolls because of it.

As the main battlefield, Nan Xiao gritted his teeth at this time, endured the pain, urged his vitality, and turned the life essence confined in the golden bell jar into his own use.

Let the glaciers collapse, let the volcanoes erupt.

She didn't move.

The fate is gloomy, but the birth is passionate.

In the underground dark room that no one knows, in the moment of uncertainty about the future.

Nan Xiaopan sat in the bluestone giant vat, listening to the song of ice and fire.