Chapter 642 Purified Medicinal Liquid

Seeing the woman's disbelief, Feng Yang didn't say much, but if she said too much, she might get beaten.

The spacecraft was not long, and soon the three of them landed at the entrance of a beautiful mountain gate. The two big words Jin Mansion were written in front of the mountain gate, with a grand momentum.

"After entering, you must abide by the rules. If you don't know, someone will tell you that you must not talk nonsense, because once someone talks nonsense, you may be killed for no reason in the next moment."

The man said lightly in Feng Yang's ear.

"Ah?" Feng Yang was shocked. He was originally interested in seeing how grand this Jin Mansion was, but now he suddenly lost his mood and felt a little gloomy.

"Don't you want to go in? If you don't want to go in, I'll shoot you to death now." The man said coldly.

"Uh? Come in, come in." Feng Yang was speechless for a moment and hurriedly walked in with the woman in front of him. At this moment, he no longer had the intention to see the scenery of the mansion. The most thought of was how to slip away.

After entering the Jin Mansion, the rich fragrance of medicine and fairy spirit energy came to my face. Immediately afterwards, there were fairy spirit herbs clustered with flowers.

Feng Yang, who was still melancholy, suddenly became energetic.

The streets are all three-level fairy grasses, controlled in the formation ban. Moreover, these fairy grasses are very bright, as if they have entered the Baihua Valley.

Fragrant grass, white tea grass, blue night flowers... Feng Yang vaguely remembers the names of these fairy grasses. Although Feng Yang's alchemy was just a first-grade fairy alchemy master back then, he was very familiar with the first-grade two-third-grade fairy grass.

There are not many pavilions and towers in this mansion, basically a sea of ​​flowers. Feng Yang wanted to ask why there are so many flowers and spiritual herbs, but when he thought of what this guy said to him before, Feng Yang kept silent in an instant.

After a short while, Feng Yang appeared in a side hall, and two celestial immortal monks bowed to the woman at the door.

"Aunt!" These two men were very respectful.

"No gifts, I will take strict supervision of the monks inside in the future. If anyone escapes privately, he will be killed without mercy." The woman said lightly.

"As for the order!" The two guards quickly agreed, knowing that two pharmacists had escaped from the front.

Soon, Feng Yang followed this so-called aunt into the side hall, where seventy or eighty monks existed. At this moment, these people were all lowering their heads to clean up the spirit herbs, as if they were purifying the medicine liquid.

At this time, an old fairy man walked over and bowed to the aunt.

"Lao Lin! This person is also a wood-type spiritual root monk, let him learn to purify the medicine liquid."

"Don't worry, aunt, I will definitely take care of these people." Lao Lin hurriedly bowed and bowed.

The woman nodded, said nothing, and turned around and left.

"What's your name?" the old man asked faintly after seeing his aunt leave.

"Senior Lin, my name is Feng Yang, please take care of me." Feng Yang hurriedly bowed and bowed.

"You should take care of me! As long as you don't escape, it's equivalent to taking care of me. You should start purifying the medicine solution now, remember to protect yourself and not be poisoned to death before you even start.

You don’t have to hand in any medicine for the first three days. After three days, you can purify twenty bottles of medicine every day. No matter how many times you purify it, the purification rate must be more than 80%. If there is a pyrophosphate stone next to it, you can use it at will."

Mr. Lin said lightly.

Feng Yang doesn’t feel very tired, and it can be said that it is very relaxing for an alchemist like Feng Yang.

"Senior, where do you usually rest?" Feng Yang was very concerned about these things. After all, no matter what he did, cultivation must be put first.

"Huh?" Old Lin was stunned when he heard Feng Yang's question. Not only Old Lin, but even the monks around him suddenly widened their eyes, looking at Feng Yang like a fool.

After just a look, these people began to focus on purifying the medicine, for fear of wasting time and being beaten up.

"If you complete the task, I don't care where you want to rest, as long as you don't escape." Old Lin glared at Feng Yang angrily and ignored it.

Feng Yang was actually very happy about the old man's attitude. At this time, he took a bunch of fire and phosphorus stones from the side, and then started to make some fairy grass to start purifying.

Feng Yang cannot reveal his strange fire here, because Feng Yang wants to live a few more days.

It is difficult to purify the fire phosphorite, but Feng Yang can also purify more than a dozen bottles within one hour, but most of the medicines here are highly toxic, which is the key.

Boom! Just as Feng Yang was about to purify, a sudden bombing sound came, and Feng Yang hurriedly looked over.

"Ah! Ah!" At this time, a man's face was filled with medicine. The fire and medicine reacted. The man in pain fell directly to the ground.

The monks around him seemed to have not seen it at this time, and continued to be busy with the matter of purifying themselves, which made Feng Yang very puzzled.

Why are they so indifferent when they are both worldly fallen into the world? But soon Feng Yang thought of a possibility, that is, these people are trying to seize the time because of purifying the medicine liquid, and no one wants to waste time.

Feng Yang quickly expelled a ball of energy, removed the medicinal liquid from the person's face, and quickly helped it up.

"Ah! Thank you, thank you." The man was obviously not very familiar with the medicine liquid. When he saw that it was removed by Feng Yang, he thanked Feng Yang for his gratitude.

"My medicine liquid? My medicine liquid!" The man had just shown a glad expression, and then his color changed drastically, and he called out the bottle of medicine liquid with heartache.

Immediately afterwards, the man quickly stood up, then quickly took the fairy grass, and began to continue refining the medicine liquid.

Feng Yang sighed in his heart when he saw the man's condition. He had not asked before what kind of punishment it would be if he could not refine the medicine liquid. Judging from the current situation, it must be very serious.

At this time, Feng Yang also selected a few fairy herbs and began to try to purify them with fire phosphorite.

Feng Yang was not very skilled in purifying the fairy grass. When he was practicing alchemy, he was just a first-class alchemist.

Fortunately, with the ability of Feng Yang's ninth-grade spiritual alchemist, the first spiritual herb was purified twice and reached a 90% purification rate. Later, Feng Yang began to concentrate on refining and find a way to purify 100% medicine liquid.

This is not to complete the task, but to Feng Yang needs to prepare for future alchemy.

Three days passed, and Feng Yang purified more than 80 bottles of medicine, and the most pure one was 95%.

I was not satisfied with these Feng Yang and continued to purify various fairy herbs. On the fourth day, Feng Yang finally found that feeling and purified ten bottles of top-quality medicine liquid in one go.

Feng Yang was very happy at this moment and directly put the medicine into the small world.

"How is it? Today you need to hand over twenty bottles of qualified medicine liquid, otherwise I will only take you to test the poison and become a test product for alchemists." At this moment, Mr. Lin walked towards Feng Yang.

When Feng Yang heard the words "Testing for Poison" when he was shocked. The monks who tried poison in the fairy world used to try various poisonous weeds to distinguish the attributes of herbs. Such people had only a few days of survival.

"I'm done." As he said that, Feng Yang handed over some barely qualified medicine.

"Hmm?" Mr. Lin obviously didn't believe it and was stunned.
Chapter completed!