Feng Zhuyue spent the next few days at the bottom of the cliff very happily, and she got along quite happily with the little old man. Feng Zhuyue discovered that the little old man was an out-and-out medicine refining maniac. As long as there was magical medicine,
When he practices, he becomes so happy that he can't find the north, and then he concentrates on his own medicine.
Feng Zhuyue once asked what his name was.
Because he said that his elixir is hard to find, so he must be very famous.
But the little old man's words made her completely stupid.
"Can not remember!"
Feng Zhuyue almost went crazy. What does it mean to not remember? Is there anyone who can forget his own name?
But then I thought about it, the little old man was so obsessed with elixirs that it would not be surprising at all even if he forgot his own name.
In the next ten days, Feng Zhuyue lived a very apologetic life, but her ability to live by herself became stronger, because among these people, she was the only one who knew the skills of life. The little old man was so old, so for
I'm not particular about eating at all. I usually just pick some wild fruits and stack them in the place where I make medicine. I can just eat one when I want to eat.
Some wild fruits become moldy right away.
Feng Zhuyue really didn't want to meddle in his business, but it was pitiful to see an old man helpless next to him, so every time he went hunting, he would bring back a share for the little old man.
If you say he's not particular about food, he can't wait to devour everything Feng Zhuyue brings back every time.
It can be seen that it has been a long time since he has eaten normal food.
Feng Zhuyue rolled her eyes helplessly. This period of time was actually the most comfortable time she had ever lived. She didn't have to think about anything or do anything, she just had to wait quietly.
Ten days passed like a snap of the fingers, just an instant.
When thick white smoke emitted from the cauldron, the little old man jumped up excitedly: "It's done, it's done."
Feng Zhuyue hurriedly walked over and looked excitedly at the changes in the Purple Dragon Cauldron.
The little old man glanced at the change in Feng Zhuyue's face and smiled faintly: "Little girl, you haven't told me why you want to refine figs!"
Feng Zhuyue rolled her eyes at him and said, "Just refine your elixir, don't worry about what to do."
She wouldn't tell him the reason, and she didn't even want to say her own name.
The little old man curled his lips. After getting along with each other these days, he also knew that this little girl was not someone to be trifled with. His temper was weird enough, but this little girl's temper was worse than him, and she never knew how to let him.
old man.
The little old man sniffed aggrievedly: "You don't know how to respect the old and love the young."
"That's right!" Feng Zhuyue said matter-of-factly, "I'm a kid, you should let me order it!"
The little old man was helpless and said no more. This girl was not very good at talking. He quickly and solemnly said: "I'm going to turn on the furnace and witness the miracle happen!"
The corners of Feng Zhuyue's mouth twitched. How come this sentence is so similar to the magician Liu Qian's sentence "The next step is to witness the miracle"?
However, Feng Zhuyue is still looking forward to making figs.
Feng Zhuyue actually knew that the little old man was definitely a respectable person, because figs were not ordinary elixirs, they were god-level elixirs that could only be made by god-level alchemists. Feng Zhuyue spent the next few days
I was very apologetic at the bottom of the cliff, and I had a good time getting along with the little old man. Feng Zhuyue discovered that the little old man was an out-and-out medicine-refining maniac. As long as there were magical medicines for him to make, he would be happy.
I couldn't find it, so I concentrated on my own medicine.
Feng Zhuyue once asked what his name was.
Because he said that his elixir is hard to find, so he must be very famous.
But the little old man's words made her completely stupid.
"Can not remember!"
Feng Zhuyue almost went crazy. What does it mean to not remember? Is there anyone who can forget his own name?
But then I thought about it, the little old man was so obsessed with elixirs that it would not be surprising at all even if he forgot his own name.
In the next ten days, Feng Zhuyue lived a very apologetic life, but her ability to live by herself became stronger, because among these people, she was the only one who knew the skills of life. The little old man was so old, so for
I'm not particular about eating at all. I usually just pick some wild fruits and stack them in the place where I make medicine. I can just eat one when I want to eat.
Some wild fruits become moldy right away.
Feng Zhuyue really didn't want to meddle in his business, but it was pitiful to see an old man helpless next to him, so every time he went hunting, he would bring back a share for the little old man.
If you say he's not particular about food, he can't wait to devour everything Feng Zhuyue brings back every time.
It can be seen that it has been a long time since he has eaten normal food.
Feng Zhuyue rolled her eyes helplessly. This period of time was actually the most comfortable time she had ever lived. She didn't have to think about anything or do anything, she just had to wait quietly.
Ten days passed like a snap of the fingers, just an instant.
When thick white smoke emitted from the cauldron, the little old man jumped up excitedly: "It's done, it's done."
Feng Zhuyue hurriedly walked over and looked excitedly at the changes in the Purple Dragon Cauldron.
The little old man glanced at the change in Feng Zhuyue's face and smiled faintly: "Little girl, you haven't told me why you want to refine figs!"
Feng Zhuyue rolled her eyes at him and said, "Just refine your elixir, don't worry about what to do."
She wouldn't tell him the reason, and she didn't even want to say her own name.
The little old man curled his lips. After getting along with each other these days, he also knew that this little girl was not someone to be trifled with. His temper was weird enough, but this little girl's temper was worse than him, and she never knew how to let him.
old man.
The little old man sniffed aggrievedly: "You don't know how to respect the old and love the young."
"That's right!" Feng Zhuyue said matter-of-factly, "I'm a kid, you should let me order it!"
The little old man was helpless and said no more. This girl was not very good at talking. He quickly and solemnly said: "I'm going to turn on the furnace and witness the miracle happen!"
The corners of Feng Zhuyue's mouth twitched. How come this sentence is so similar to the magician Liu Qian's sentence "The next step is to witness the miracle"?
However, Feng Zhuyue is still looking forward to making figs.
Feng Zhuyue actually knew that the little old man was definitely a respectable person, because figs were not ordinary elixirs, they were god-level elixirs that could only be made by god-level alchemists.