After Su Yingxue returned to the room, she placed the medicinal herbs on the table, and Huahua waited outside the door. First, it can prevent others from disturbing Su Yingxue, and secondly, it can also save her own presence, which causes her to be distracted.

The most important thing in refining medicine is to be quiet, and it is most important to avoid being disturbed.

Seeing Huahua take the initiative to walk out of the room, Su Yingxue's face was calm and did not speak.

With a wave of his sleeves, Feng Mingding appeared in the room.

Trying to recall the books about refining the elixir that he had read during the day, he smiled slightly, and in the palm of his raised palm, red flames continued to surge, and clusters of flames rose into the air and dissipated immediately.

Su Yingxue's spiritual power surged out, and the red flames projected several hazy rays of light on Feng Mingding's black body, and the red flames driven by her burned in Feng Mingding's body, looking like a colorful fireball from a distance.

Su Yingxue grabbed an ice thorn grass with her small hand, and then gently threw it into the flames. The Ice Thorn Grass was instantly calcined into a dark green liquid, which slowly rolled in the flames, reflecting a faint luster.

Su Yingxue used her mental power to control the temperature of the flame in her palm, the book said that at this moment, as long as the temperature is slightly higher, this dark green liquid will be calcined into a cloud of empty air, so the temperature of the flame is very high.

Su Yingxue carefully checked the color of the fire, and the slightest change did not escape her eyes, and after a while, she weighed the Lich Flower Herb in her hand and threw it into the furnace.

When two liquids with different properties touched, there was a sudden burst of strange sounds, and a faint white gas rose from the flames.

The white qi gradually weakened, and a prototype of an elixir with a rough surface quietly appeared in the flames.

In a few breaths, the dark green liquid of the herb in Feng Mingding, which was originally half a fist in size, had shrunk to the size of a thumb and turned black.

The deep black liquid slowly tumbled in the red flames, like a black pearl, deep and mysterious.

The movements in Su Yingxue's hands did not stop, and the red flames that drove were still tepidly scorching on Feng Mingding's body. The more alchemy reaches the end, the more important it is, not even the slightest mistake, otherwise the previous efforts will be wasted.

The first and second herbs were thrown into it again, refining them all into four pure liquids like black pearls.

After a long calcination of the red flame, the four small liquids gradually fused, and after the fusion, the volume expanded a lot, but this phenomenon only lasted for a moment, and then shrank back to its original size.

After rolling in the flames for a long time, even within the pitch-black liquid, it seemed that a cluster of white flames could be seen dancing.

Gradually, those small liquids condensed into dense pills, and bursts of medicinal fragrance gradually filled the air.

"Gurgling ......" The sound of boiling water gradually sounded in the furnace, and in the furnace, a round black pill had gradually taken shape, and gradually glowed.

The corners of Su Yingxue's lips curled slightly, she knew that this elixir would be cured immediately.

The movements in Su Yingxue's hands did not stop, and the wave of her sleeves brought a gust of fresh wind, and the last live root grass was thrown into Fengmingding by her.

But this time it wasn't as she expected, turning into a small liquid attached to the pill. I saw that after the living root grass was thrown into the medicine pod, it turned into ashes in an instant, and the medicine pill that was about to take shape turned into medicine ashes.

Su Yingxue was stunned for a moment, I don't know why this pill that was about to take shape turned into medicine ash when it encountered the living root grass?