MTL - God of Life and Death-Chapter 104 Isn't this a dream?

If Fang Yue can take out another century-old medicine, then the strength of the Fang family will be greatly restored!

Fang Yue detained for a long time, and took out five old medicines from the stone pendant. They were all about a hundred years old. There were even one or two plants that had reached the age of 120 years.

This old medicine was placed in Fang Yue's hand just like a small turnip head, not particular about it! On top of the roots, there is still soil.

But Fang Muqiu doesn't care about these details anymore! His eyes are almost straight!

Five hundred-year-old medicines.

With a snap, Fang Muqiu slapped Fang Lingxiao.

"Ling Xiao, does it hurt?"

"pain!"

Fang Lingxiao's eyes were filled with tears, and his face was dumbfounded, completely unaware of what he was beaten for!

"Fortunately, it's not a dream!" Fang Muqiu was overjoyed, and his complexion suddenly improved a lot!

"Are you dreaming? You can tell by hitting yourself! Why hit me!" Fang Lingxiao retorted with a anger.

Fang Muqiu sneered, "Are you stupid? It hurts to hit yourself!"

Fang Lingxiao was speechless, and squatted into a circle around the corner!

The five elixirs were cleaned by the wash bar, and then they were ready to be fed to the five elders.

"Grandpa, if you feed this way, isn't the medicine effective?"

Fang Yue said hesitantly.

Take it directly, 10% of the medicinal effect, and ordinary people can absorb 35% of the medicinal power, even if it's the highest! Not everyone is like Fang Yue, who has an invincible appetite for King Kong!

"Then do you know how to make pills?"

Fang Muqiu glanced at Fang Yue and saw it!

Alchemist! What a noble profession that is, even in the purple moon cave sky, there is no alchemist.

Everyone knows that the pill is effective, but not everyone can be an alchemist!

Fang Yue struggled for a while, then whispered: "This...I seem to be a little bit!"

The "Book of All Souls" records everything, such as formations, alchemy, refining tools, spiritual gifts, etc., as long as it is a messy method that is not related to cultivation, all are recorded!

"Hey?"

Fang Muqiu turned his head when he heard this, and looked at Fang Yue with unbelievable eyes!

"Are you sure, do you really know how to do alchemy?"

"I can try!"

Fang Yue thinks he can.

Then he cheered himself up and said with a chest out. "These five hundred-year-old medicines are too precious. If you train them and discard them, you won’t even have time to cry! Let’s do this! The family of hundred kinds of medicinal materials for refining Baicao Pulp is in the treasure house, and the Fang family is always trying to refine it by themselves It’s a pity that it’s never been successful to make Baicao pulp! If you can refine Baicao

Pulp, I believe you can concoct medicine! "

Fang Muqiu is extremely careful and cautious!

It's not that he can't believe in Fang Yue, but that alchemy is a technical job, and it's really not something an ordinary person can easily master! "Okay!" Fang Yue didn't say much. He ordered people to fetch the 100 medicinal materials for refining Baicao Pulp from the treasure house. In fact, these 100 medicinal materials are very common, such as Poria, Angelica, Nine Dragon Grass, Schisandra... All of them can be easily purchased in pharmacies in the common world. But if you put it together, the effect

Superimposed, complemented each other, and finally can play a very magical effect.

Ignite, hot pot!

Fang Yue's first step was to kill everyone.

Others use pots or pots to smelt medicinal herbs. If it doesn't help, you can take out a casserole!

But what do you mean by taking out an iron pan for cooking! There was still a mottled blood on the bottom of the pot.

This is a bit too unspecial! Perfunctory people don't bring this.

Fang Muqiu was the first to show a disappointed expression. Originally, he thought that Fang Yue's transformation was more reliable. Maybe he could become the only alchemist in the Yan Kingdom and bring the Fang family back to life, even to a higher level. However, hope The bigger the disappointment! It turns out that he thinks too much.

Fang Lingxiao was also a little surprised, but he was not as lost as Fang Muqiu, he had seen too much miracle in his little brother! Although sometimes the method is a bit unacceptable, the final result is not bad!

Fang Yue had already focused all his attention on Xiaotie, and everything outside seemed to be insulated from him!

Fang Yue didn't know that there were so many rules and skills in alchemy. In a way, his understanding of the common sense of the world is almost at the level of an idiot, but in some fields, he seems to be a master!

In Fang Yue's eyes, Xiaotie is the best vessel.

Ever since it was given a spirit, it has been born with wisdom and has continuously evolved, and it has reached an unbelievable level at this time. Even if it is a Chinese cabbage, it can be turned into a vegetable when it is boiled in it.

And among those medicinal materials, they contain medicinal properties. Under the blessing of Xiaotie, who knows what will become!

Fang Yue perfused his whole body and put the medicinal materials one by one according to the records in the "Book of All Souls"! After a while, a strong aroma came out from it.

All hundreds of medicinal materials have been boiled into a pot of porridge.

"This is nonsense!" Fang Muqiu sternly reprimanded. He had never eaten pork, but he had seen pigs run. Fang Muqiu had been fortunate enough to see a master alchemy in his youth, traveling the world.

There are many rules for alchemy, which require careful attention to the temperature of the fire, the fire and the fire, and even the order of the medicinal materials needs to be carefully arranged.

Where is Fang Yue refining medicine? It's just a stew!

The ground fire shook, flew three feet, and burned fiercely under the iron pot, with a fierce momentum! Fang Muqiu next to him was horrified at watching, spurring ground fire, no matter where he is making alchemy, it is clearly killing his life! The ground fire was fierce, stained with a trace, and even the strong in the innate realm would be turned into ashes. Only some very sophisticated craftsmen use earth fire when crafting, and they still

Carefully.

Ground fire, iron pot, this kind of technique, if it can make a pill, it is really a ghost!

However, just as Fang Muqiu was thinking about it, Fang Yue suddenly took out a spirit stone. He put the spirit stone into the iron pot and cooked it together.

This is a method of refining Baicao pulp recorded in the "Book of All Souls".

Fang Yue didn't know, why put a stone in this pill refining and medicine!

But he did it as usual!

After the spirit stone was in the pot, it melted for a moment, and the rich spiritual energy went straight into the sky!

Under the clear sky, a thunderbolt fell from the sky without warning! Fang Yue hadn't reacted yet, the thunderbolt fell in the iron pot.

"Oops! Thunder Tribulation!"

Fang Yue was shocked and wanted to stop it, but it was already too late. Thunder, which represented the world's speed, could not be resisted by another person.

However, when Thunder fell, it was eaten by Xiao Tie, and a mouth emerged, swallowing Thunder with the thickness of chopsticks abruptly. It also had a full hiccup, and a few wisps of white smoke came out of his mouth.

"Tasteful enough! Strong enough!"

When Xiao Tie spoke, Fang Muqiu was taken aback!

"Who is speaking!"

Fang Muqiu showed an extremely vigilant look!

It's not that he didn't see Xiaotie, but that he couldn't believe that an iron pan could speak!

Is this pot refined? Even the Thunder dare to swallow it!

Fang Yue showed a helpless smile: "This is Xiaotie, a little guy born in an accident."

Fang Muqiu's eyes widened, and he carefully observed Xiao Tie.

"What do you look at! The eyeballs are about to fall out! The little master is a man, and I don't like gays!" Xiao Tie was broken by Fang Yue, and his mouth was swollen. It just got out of an iron pot. Of the gangsters.

Fang Yue snapped, and slapped at the bottom of Xiaotie's pot: "You little bastard, how can you talk to my grandpa!"

Xiao Tie was taken aback. It had just been used as a pill furnace by Fang Yue's, making Baicao pulp, without noticing the identity of the person it was teasing. In the end, it understood that it was not some gay, but Fang Yue's grandfather.

"It's not you, it's grandpa! From now on you will be my pro-grandfather!" Fang Yue concocted Xiao Tie, even the shamelessness was the same virtue as Fang Yue, and his opponent Mu Qiu acted like a baby.

As a result, Fang Yue sent another pot sticker: “I’m arrogant to your uncle, this is my grandfather, not your grandfather, who would like to call you brothers and sisters in an iron pot!”

Xiao Tie pouted aggrievedly, what do you call others do!

In the end, Fang Muqiu coughed dryly and rounded up the scene: "Forget it, forget it, Fang Yue, do you care about it with a small iron pot! Whatever it wants to call it!"

In the end, amidst the noise, the baicao pulp in the small iron was refined.

This cauldron was steaming hot, and it was full of emerald green inside. Like emerald!

"It feels like it looks good, I'll make a drop first!"

Fang Yue did his part, pinching a drop of Baicao Pulp out of it with his fingers!

Fang Muqiu didn’t hold on to hope. Although he did not know the recipe of the herb pulp, he had heard people say that the herb pulp requires all kinds of herb. The above-mentioned good alchemy furnace alternates nine times with soft fire and martial fire. It takes ninety-one days to succeed.

What is Fang Yue?

The stew!

In just ten minutes, even a pot of beef won't be cooked badly!

After Fang Yue took the drop of Baicao syrup, he immediately felt his body comfort, the strands of life force, quickly flowed into the limbs, moisturizing the internal organs, nourishing the flesh, and even the scars of the dark illness left by him during the previous battle. Are all healed.

"This is the authentic Baicao Pulp, one drop is stronger than the three drops in Ziyue Dongtian!"

Fang Yue boasted and sold himself, and that kind of comfortable posture made Fang Muqiu wonder if it was true or not!

In such a short period of time, using a simple and crude method to refining a pot of Baicao pulp, it feels a little incredible!

"Brother, let me have a drop!"

Fang Lingxiao was convinced of Fang Yue's magic, that day, if it hadn't been for Fang Yue to show off his power, he would have been in the dense forest world again!

With a click of Fang Yue's finger, a drop of Baicao pulp suspended in front of Fang Lingxiao.

This drop of baicao pulp has a green color like a jade bead! Fang Lingxiao's mouth opened slightly and he inhaled it into his abdomen. Baicao syrup entered into his abdomen, like a clear spring baptizing his body. Recently, he has been running around and fought hard for days, although under the deterrence of Tian Guangming, Ziyue Cave Heavenly Supreme Elder-level The character has not dared to make a move. But those core disciples

, The elite disciples are there. They often went to Fang's troubles, Fang Lingxiao had to deal with it!

In the battle, he left some injuries, and sometimes he would face an opponent who was several times stronger than himself. He used some secret techniques, which caused the vitality of his body to be lost.

But when this drop of Baicao pulp entered his abdomen, he felt that his whole person was reborn, and the feeling of weakness was quickly dissipating! "Brother, one more drop! This is amazing! Your Baicao Pulp is full of vitality, many times stronger than the Baicao Pulp from Ziyue Dongtian!"