Chapter 594 Why don't you worry about not having the same wind?
Chapter 594 Why worry about not having the same wind thousands of miles away?
He Xiongshan watched for a long time and saw that Leng Qingshuang was about to finish practicing, so he looked at Chu Yue worriedly.
But I saw that girl holding an ax and chopping medicinal materials. Looking at her ferocity, those who didn't know thought she was chopping someone.
The corner of He Xiongshan's mouth twitched fiercely, and he couldn't help but tremble.
If this continues, Ye Chuyue will undoubtedly lose. He just hopes that old man Yun Xiang won't come looking for him. He is more innocent than anyone else in this matter.
While Leng Qingshuang was refining the medicine, she took the time to look at Chu Yue, showing a confident smile like a winner.
Soon, Leng Qingshuang controlled the red lotus fire to a minimum, sealed the cauldron, and waited for the elixir to take shape.
In other words, Leng Qingshuang has finished refining the elixir, and only needs to take the final elixir.
In this way, the outcome is determined.
A small number of people in the crowd who supported Chu Yue were dejected and stopped talking.
The ironclad facts are already in front of us, so there is no possibility of a desperate counterattack.
Leng Qingshuang chuckled lightly, "Little junior sister, do you want to do it yourself, or should I help you chop off this arm?"
Chu Yue was immersed in her own world of medicine refining. It wasn't until she prepared all the medicines in different ways that she opened the medicine refining cauldron and put all the medicines in together.
Seeing this, He Xiongshan felt his eyes were burning, and he quickly raised his hands to cover his eyes, not wanting to be tainted by Chu Yue's method of refining medicine.
This guy's medicine refining is just a hodgepodge stewed in a pot, there is no way to refine the medicine carefully, and the elixir he makes is probably not even eaten by flies.
Laughter broke out.
Chu Yue snapped her fingers, and a wisp of wind-scorched flames from her fingertips shot into the cauldron.
Just when everyone wanted to see how Chu Yue controlled Feng Zhihuo, they saw that Chu Yue seemed to be tired, leaning on the back of the chair and closing her eyes to take a nap.
A few wisps of captured souls floated over quietly, holding a medicinal leaf and fanning it against the flames a few times.
Everyone was so shocked that their mouths were wide open, as if they could stuff an egg into their mouths, and they looked at this scene in astonishment.
From ancient times to the present, I have never seen such a bizarre method of refining medicine.
"Little tricks."
Leng Qingshuang counted the time, stretched out her hand, and caught a red pill that flew out of the cauldron firmly.
He Xiongshan smelled the fragrance of the medicine and suddenly looked at it, with admiration in his turbid eyes, "Yes, Jiuyuan Dan is just a high-grade medicine, but you have made it to have super-grade medicinal effects. It is really rare."
He Xiongshan got a headache after saying that. Doesn't this mean that Ye Chuyue's blood will be spattered on the spot?
At this time, Leng Qingshuang looked at Chu Yue arrogantly and said indifferently: "You have lost, it's time to fulfill your promise."
"No hurries?"
Chu Yue lazily opened her eyes and snapped her fingers again.
Then they saw Captive Soul taking out the azure elixir with hot smoke curling up from the cauldron and placing it in Chu Yue's palm.
The aroma of the medicine overflowed, and the warrior had a keen sense of smell and immediately knew the nature and grade of the medicine.
The disciples of the Great Yan Dynasty, who had been filled with disappointment before, narrowed their eyes and murmured: "The elixir... has actually been refined into the Nine Yuan elixir!"
Everyone knows that Jiu Yuan Dan is only a high-grade elixir. A pharmacist with pure skills can refine a super-grade elixir, but it is absolutely impossible to be a panacea!
Just because of the limitation of medicinal materials!
Among the medicinal ingredients of the elixir, there will be at least one spiritual herb!
They witnessed the whole process with their own eyes, and Ye Chuyue did not use the spiritual grass!
He Xiongshan was stunned, and the bustling disciples widened their eyes. No one could believe what they saw in front of them.
Instead, a group of captured souls were dancing.
Chu Yue rubbed the Nine Yuan Spirit Pill with her fingertips and pursed her thin lips slightly.
She was indeed stalling for time.
Firstly, it is to refine the elixir, and secondly, the longer it takes, the more people will bet on Leng Qingshuang!
Chu Yue threw the Nine-Yuan Spiritual Pill in her hand to Leng Qingshuang, "Senior Sister Leng came out of Leng Mansion in the north, is it possible that she went back on her word?"
Leng Qingshuang took the elixir, and the calmness on her face cracked. It was only after close contact that she realized the purity of this elixir.
She couldn't catch up even if she refined a hundred of them!
"How did you do it? It's impossible for the medicinal materials to survive with your method of treatment! It's even impossible to turn it into a pill!" Leng Qingshuang's voice was a bit urgent.
Many years ago, she became famous through the Nine Yuan Pill.
I never thought that it would be Jiu Yuan Dan that would lead to success, and it would be Jiu Yuan Dan that would lead to failure!
Leng Qingshuang's eyes were scarlet and bloodshot.
"There are ever-changing medicinal materials in the world. Who said that we can only process and refine them according to the medicinal books, step by step, but we are just following the path of our predecessors. How can we find our own way of medicine if we don't break it or establish it?" Chu Yue said in a calm tone.
"The path of the predecessors...cannot be broken or established..."
Leng Qingshuang lowered her head and immediately laughed, "So that's it... That's it... It turns out that the way of medicine that I have practiced for more than ten years is just borrowing the light of my predecessors, without any secret of my own."
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"Ye Chuyue, I underestimated you and got into your trap!"
Leng Qingshuang raised her chin slightly, her eyes were as red as blood, but she said arrogantly: "I, the Leng Mansion in the north, were born noble, so naturally I keep my word."
All the disciples looked horrified.
Leng Qingshuang decisively pulled out the short knife inserted on the table, "There is no need for me, little junior sister, to do anything. I will never refine medicine again in this life!"
boom!
Leng Qingshuang raised one leg and straddled the table.
She raised the knife and dropped it, ruthlessly, and the cruelty of the knife was shocking.
Just when her knife was about to cut off her leg, a figure quickly came over, and a white and slender hand, full of steel strength, grabbed Leng Qingshuang's wrist.
The blade and the skin of the leg are very close.
One step too late and the leg would be broken.
Leng Qingshuang suddenly raised her eyes, but she unexpectedly met a pair of eyes like stars and moons in a cold pool.
"How could a beauty like Senior Sister Leng see blood?"
"Why?"
Leng Qingshuang's pupils tightened, she bit her lip tightly and looked at Chu Yue in disbelief.
"Senior Sister Leng doesn't know. I've always been sympathetic to beauties."
Chu Yue took off Leng Qingshuang's short knife, took the Nine Yuan Spirit Pill, and walked towards the disciples of the Great Yan Dynasty.
Seeing this, the disciple took a few steps back, feeling a little ashamed and not daring to look into Chu Yue's eyes.
"Prince Xie, placing your hopes on others is tantamount to leaving your life and death at the mercy of others. It is better to place your hopes on yourself."
"The future of the vassal states never depends on one person, but on thousands of warriors who are determined and have the same goal."
Chu Yue put the Nine-Yuan Spiritual Pill she had refined into Xie Zimo's hand, "If the wind doesn't blow and the rain doesn't break, why will the princes in the future worry about not having the same wind thousands of miles away?"
Chu Yue's words gave people a turbulent wind in the calm.
Xie Zimo held this Nine-Yuan Spiritual Pill and was extremely ashamed. When he looked at Chu Yue again, his eyes were full of admiration.
"Thousands of miles with the same wind..."
Hearing this, Leng Qingshuang's eyes brightened and she suddenly looked at the girl's figure.
Perhaps, she has never understood the little junior sister that the world said has changed again and again.
Hongmeng Hall was deathly silent, but Xuanyuan Xiu in Shennong Space felt a cold air rising straight to the sky.
He was originally worried about this girl, but now that he thinks about it, this girl's original purpose was to subdue Leng Qingshuang, and then borrow the Nine Yuan Spirit Pill to completely establish a foothold in Shenxuan!
From now on, who dares to laugh at a person who repays evil with kindness?!