Jiang Su slowly opened her eyes, and she saw her past life on the gray ceiling. A beautiful woman in a green sweatshirt hugged her unconscious arm.
It's Jiajia, my beautiful roommate.
I saw Jiajia holding her arm and saying softly: "Susu, what are we going to eat later? Do you want to eat hemp food or fragrant pot?".
Jia Jia's long and narrow eyes are curved, and her full eyes are full of smiles. Her eyes seem to be full of autumn water, and the garden is filled with spring at a glance.
There is a small scar on the side of her mountain root. After the pigmentation has accumulated, it looks a bit like a mole. It is not deep. It is said that it was left by scratching the chickenpox when she was a child. Jiang Su thinks that Jiajia looks good like this. Jiajia was someone she knew in her previous life.
The most beautiful among people.
At noon that day, the sword wind blew past his ears, and the young senior sister stood in front of him. The silver-white sword blade mixed with the senior sister's blood dazzled Jiang Su's eyes in the sun.
Jiang Su was frightened at that time and froze on the spot. She stared closely at the eyebrows and eyes of this young senior sister from Jianfeng, her face full of disbelief.
This young sword cultivator sister with whom I was not familiar seemed to hide the Man Yuanchun in my memory in her eyes. Her eyes were very similar to Jiajia, and the small black mole on the edge of the mountain root seemed to hold the glistening autumn water.
He brought back his long-lost past life.
But her slightly frowning eyebrows were mixed with the coldness unique to sword cultivators, and her eyes were more cold and determined, like the snow that never melts in April in the north. It was a different kind of spring.
"Junior Sister Susu, don't be afraid, Senior Sister is here."
It’s hard to find an old friend in a foreign land, and we meet again in the spring of April.
Jiang Su opened her eyes in confusion, and the numbness in her legs forcibly awakened her consciousness. She found that she could not move her legs, as if something was pressing on them.
She turned her hands behind her body to support the ground, and slowly stood up. She saw what was pressing on her legs. It was the furnace cover of a six-turn furnace.
The stove lid also shook the ancient-patterned bell on the edge of the lid. "Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding.
Jiang Su flicked the bell of the six-turn furnace with his left hand.
He said angrily: "Recently, my alchemy legs are always numb, is it because of you?" There was a bit of endearment in his words.
Upon hearing this, the lid of the six-turn furnace immediately flew back to its original position from her lap.
Jiang Su quickly used his hands to spread his crossed legs outwards, intending to hit them with his fists, and then used his thumbs to pull the tendons.
Her left hand had already begun to work, but her right hand was not seen in front of her. She suddenly realized that she had bitten off the tendon of her right hand last night...
Her right hand wants to kill her...
Jiang Su suddenly took a breath of cold air, and the suddenly accelerated breathing broke the silence in the alchemy room. All the hairs on her body stood up for a while, and cold sweat ran down her forehead.
Time passes by one breath, two breaths. Cold sweat falls to the ground, one drop or two.
"How could I..."
She slowly lowered her head and stared at her sleeves in disbelief. The blood covered her green clothes, which was too dazzling.
There was no look of surprise on her face, but fear had already crawled out of the shadows in her heart.
His left hand hurriedly climbed up to the storage bag on his waist, and his clothes were turned around in a mess. "Fujin Pills, Fujin Pills... I have practiced them. Where are they?"
"Green, green bottles and pills."
The next moment, the green bottle was in hand. Jiang Su held the bottle with four fingers, and with a "pop" sound, he opened the mouth of the bottle with his thumb.
She raised her head and swallowed the pills in the bottle randomly. One pill, two pills... five pills.
After five pills in her lower abdomen, the broken tendons returned to normal in an instant. She quietly felt the tendons in her muscles squirming like moths, sometimes hitting the tibia, and sometimes touching the fibula.
There was a sense of satisfaction on his face, and his slightly narrowed almond eyes had a charming look.
Her mental condition has stabilized.
"By the way, quickly take a look at my Fire Bamboo Pill"
The girl squirmed towards the six-turn furnace, and the six-turn furnace cooperated and opened the furnace cover to show its owner.
There are two Fire Bamboo Pills placed in the middle of the furnace. These two pills are round and translucent, with a green and somewhat transparent appearance, and a red core. They are a bit like small glutinous rice balls with a thin skin and the fruit filling can be seen.
The elixirs in this world of cultivation are all made from heavenly materials and earthly treasures with spiritual energy. The better the efficacy of the elixirs, the more beautiful the color. And the elixirs or medical practitioners who can control their spiritual power better will make elixirs that are more beautiful.
The more beautiful she is. The elixir refined by her father's river water is as bright as jewelry and is highly sought after by monks.
Jiang Su took out a special tortoise-shell bamboo box, took out the Fire Bamboo Pill and put it in it.
Fire Bamboo Pill has burning poison, and people without cold poison will be burned if they touch it. Normal boxes cannot contain this pill. Only boxes made of tortoise shell bamboo raw materials can contain it. This is a bit like "original food transformed into soup"
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Jiang Su stood up and shook her sleeves. She walked slowly to the door and opened it. It was already bright outside. She counted with her fingers, Chen hour.
There are no windows in the alchemy room, and some of the elixirs are not exposed to light during the refining process. At this time, the light comes in, bringing warmth, and the six-turn furnace jingles and shakes the furnace lid, which is quite pleasant.
Seeing this, Jiang Su was somewhat pleased with himself.
My plan is to take the prepared Fire Bamboo Pill to Jian Peak and deliver it to my junior sister, and then go all the way down the mountain to refine the leftovers of the Tortoise-shell Spirit Bamboo into low-grade pills and sell them.
Bamboo leaves are cold and sweet in nature, and the bamboo core can be used to make a powerful version of Jingxin Pills that can clear away heat, relieve troubles, calm the mind and soothe the mind. It can be said to be a must-have for monks. Bamboo leaves can be made into hangover pills that can be eaten by mortals.
.It is a must-have product for everyone at home.
The refining of these two elixirs pales in comparison to the Fire Bamboo Pill.
Jiang Su took out the spirit-storing pill that he had refined before, and poured half of a bottle of spirit-storing pill into his mouth. He chewed it randomly and swallowed it. He felt the spiritual power bursting out and surrounding him in his mouth.
On the tip of the tongue, floating.
He raised his eyebrows lightly and commented, "It's a bit dry. It seems like I'll lighten the heat next time."
Pinch your fingers to summon the fire of Chenshi.
This time, the alchemy was very easy to do. After drawing the spiritual energy into the body, Jiang Su sat cross-legged and meditated, feeling the spiritual power gradually filling the body. The light green light spots penetrated the skin and blended into the body.
The four qi in the human body also nourish the corresponding organs with the integration of spiritual qi.
He had just used the forbidden technique to completely exhaust his spiritual energy. Although the process was extremely painful, Jiang Su found that his meridians were actually a little wider at this time.
"My cultivation level has improved?! Is it because of this alchemy refining that I went crazy??!" I was ecstatic for a moment.
I was originally in the middle stage of foundation building, but now I am in the late stage of foundation building.
Alchemy practitioners enter Taoism by refining alchemy. The better the alchemy is, the higher the cultivation level is. Vice versa, the higher the cultivation level is, the better the elixir is. Medical cultivation is considered as half of alchemy cultivation. Only those who can refine elixirs and diagnose diseases are complete.
The medical practice is for the way of medicine.
This time, I refined the Fire Bamboo Pill using the forbidden technique. As my alchemy skills improved, my cultivation level also improved.
"It's just a waste of energy and blood. I'm afraid I need to take good care of myself for a while." Jiang Su took out all the ingredients for the hangover pills, lit the furnace with one hand, and put the spiritual materials into the pill furnace with the other.
The spiritual power was injected into the elixir furnace, and the fire was controlled carefully without any mistakes. The fire in the elixir furnace was bright, and before finally taking out the elixir, Jiang Su used his spiritual power to draw a symbol and print a plain character on the inner layer of the elixir.
Anti-counterfeiting mark completed.
In just one stick of incense, Jiang Su had exhausted the leftover materials from the Lingzhu and refined more than fifty pills each. He stored these pills in ordinary wooden bottles and walked out of the pill room.
"The powerful Jingxin pills I made this time are a spiritual material that has a clearing effect on the heart and changed the original prescription. I don't know what the response will be if I sell it. If I keep half of it, my condition can be controlled."
Following the wooden box in her hand, her eyes fell on the slender hand that wanted to kill her.
