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Chapter 444: Happiness Comes So Suddenly

 Lan Rongjun took a closer look and found that it was true.

"No wonder! Why can't I get here?" Lan Rongjun suddenly realized.

"It's getting dark, let's find a place to rest first, and we'll start again tomorrow morning." Gu Qingxi looked at the sky and finally decided.

"Okay." Lan Rongjun put away the map and laughed sheepishly. He murmured in his heart that he couldn't be blamed for this. If he was, it was his father who was too stupid and didn't mark the top and bottom of the map.

After finding a suitable place for camping, Gu Qingxi grilled meat, fed the magic dragon, and then began to study the ancient magic weapon.

Lan Rongjun also picked up another one and studied it.

"The materials used are very rare. If you want to refine it again, you need very high-grade fire. This is no problem. You have red flames." Lan Rongjun analyzed while watching.

This ancient magic weapon is two identical pestles, which when combined look a bit like a stick with two tapered ends and a thick middle.

"This is called the Qiankun Pestle." Lan Rongjun frowned, "There are many formation patterns engraved on it, and I can't even understand them."

Gu Qingxi said: "Not only that, there are many complicated formations inside. Moreover, these formations are interlocking, but it is magical. If one is damaged, the others will not be affected."

Lan Rongjun was confused: "There are still formations inside? I heard you say that there are many formations inside? How many formations are there?"

Gu Qingxi said calmly: "Hundreds."

Lan Rongjun: "..." There are so many formations inside such a small Qiankun Pestle?

Gu Qingxi was also a little surprised that the ancient magic weapon of the demon world was so exquisite.

Can she really refining this magic weapon and change its shape?

Lan Rongjun saw Gu Qingxi thinking, and did not disturb her again. Instead, he turned around to discuss the matter with Feng Xiantian and her free time.

Now that he has the most important Bingqinglinglian root he needs to temper his bloodline, he can then collect other medicinal materials.

What he and Feng Xiantian had discussed was to see if there were any medicinal materials he needed in the storage bags they had picked up before.

When this was mentioned, Feng Xiatian calmed down and remembered to clean up the loot and wait for Gu Qingxi to distribute it.

Gu Qingxi took the time to say that just divide it into four equal parts. As for what Lan Rongjun wants, you can exchange it yourself.

When Lan Rongjun heard Gu Qingxi's allocation, he felt both unexpected and expected.

Gu Qingxi is really good to her friends, so good that there is nothing to say.

He was very lucky to be Gu Qingxi's friend.

Lan Rongjun was lucky. After cleaning out all the contents in these storage bags, he really collected all the medicinal materials he wanted.

"Great, everything is ready. I will wait until I leave the secret realm to find the master to refine the elixir. I hope I can succeed once and don't waste all the medicinal materials." Lan Rongjun said happily while holding the collected medicinal materials.

When Feng Xiatian heard this: "What? Will it still fail?"

Lan Rongjun spent so much effort to get the Bingqinglinglian root. If it failed, wouldn't it mean that his hard work was in vain?

Lan Rongjun sighed: "Yes, so I have to make more money and find a master with great alchemy skills to refine it. Otherwise, all my medicinal materials will be wasted, and I will lose this opportunity to temper my bloodline.

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Feng Xiatian was greatly surprised when she heard this.

He asked: "You know this recipe, right? Recite it and I'll listen."

Of course Lan Rongjun knows this recipe and is already familiar with it.

He recited the complete prescription. When Feng Xiatian heard it, hey? Isn't this one of the prescriptions in the jade slip given by Qing Xi?

Feng Xiantian said: "I know how to make elixirs, and I will make them for you. I will never fail. If I fail, I will twist my head and use it as a stool for you."

Lan Rongjun looked at Feng Xiantian in surprise: "Can you make elixirs?"

Feng Xiantian nodded: "Yes, Qingxi can do it too."

Lan Rongjun looked at Kong.

Liao Kong said coldly: "I don't know how, what do you want me to do?"

Lan Rongjun: "Oh."

With the tone Feng Xiantian said, I thought the three of you could make elixirs.

Lan Rongjun looked at Feng Xiantian hesitantly: "You really know how to do it? Don't waste my medicinal materials. All these are only enough to refine three times."

Gu Qingxi looked over and said to Lan Rongjun: "Give Xiatian some medicinal materials." After saying this, he lowered his head to ponder the magic weapon in his hand.

After Gu Qingxi spoke, Lan Rongjun didn't dare to have any opinions.

He took out a portion of medicinal materials and gave them to Feng Xiantian.

When Feng Xiatian took out the fat alchemy furnace, Lan Rongjun's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

Is this an alchemy furnace?

This is an alchemy furnace. Can you please twist off your head?

This is obviously a stew pot. Use this to make elixirs?

It’s over, it’s over!

He finally gathered the medicinal ingredients!

Wuwuwuwu, can you regret it?

Lan Rongjun looked at Gu Qingxi asking for help.

But Gu Qingxi was busy thinking about the magic weapon in her hand and didn't look here at all.

Naturally, he couldn't receive Lan Rongjun's eyes asking for help.

Feng Xiantian saw Lan Rongjun's desperate eyes and said unhappily: "Just stop crying and begging me for a while."

Lan Rongjun wants to cry but has no tears, crying to heaven and earth to beg you?

I just want to cry and beg you not to waste my medicinal materials!

But he didn't dare, and could only watch with heartache as Feng Xiantian began to refine the elixir.

He only paid attention to Feng Xiatian's alchemy furnace and his own medicinal materials, so he didn't notice the difference in the flames summoned by Feng Xiatian.

Feng Xiantian boldly began to put the medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace one by one, and then began to "obscenely" massage the alchemy furnace.

The movement was so beautiful that Lan Rongjun didn't dare to look directly at it.

Lan Rongjun sat helplessly and looked up at the sky.

I kept comforting myself in my heart, saying it's okay, it's okay, I still have two supplies of medicinal materials.

This time I got so much thousand-year black iron in the secret realm, which is very valuable.

There are also so many magic stones and materials counted in the storage bags, which are also very valuable.

After selling these things, you can hire a master to make alchemy.

In the demon world, hiring a master-level alchemist to make elixirs is really expensive.

Seventy percent of the refined elixirs go to the alchemist, and 30% go to the employer.

If you don't want to give elixir, then give something of equal value or magic stone.

The elixir refined by Lan Rongjun can temper the blood of the Lan family, and its value can be imagined. The cost for him to hire someone to refine this elixir will be very huge.

But now that a piece of medicinal materials was ruined like this, his heart was bleeding.

It's okay, it's okay, the loss is not much, the small loss is a profit. There are two more shares, two more shares...

While Lan Rongjun kept comforting himself, Feng Xiantian also finished refining it.

"It's done! Come here!" Feng Xiatian called to Lan Rongjun.

Lan Rongjun groaned and walked over with confused eyes.

Then I saw Feng Xiatian opening the lid of the alchemy furnace, and a tangy fragrance came to my face. It was the exclusive smell of Bingqinglinglian root.

Lan Rongjun was startled and immediately moved his head to take a look.

Then he thought he was blind.

Inside the alchemy furnace, there were several crystal clear and round pills lying there.

The elixir exudes a gleaming white light, which is really gratifying.

The fragrance is even more intense and refreshing.

Whether it succeeds or not, there is no need to say more.

This is such a success that it couldn’t be more successful!

Then Lan Rongjun opened his eyes and counted again, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven...

Seven, seven?!

After Lan Rongjun counted clearly, he fell straight to the ground.

Happiness came too suddenly and he couldn't bear it!


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