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Slow fire baking pays attention to the heat. Qin Feng not only needs to pay attention to the intensity of the fire, but also the dried medicinal powders. If the fire is too strong and burns these medicinal materials, then these precious medicinal materials will be destroyed.
All will be wasted.
"Qin Feng, are you still okay?"
After knowing the preciousness of these herbs, Peng Hong also had a great sense of expectation, and became a little restless beside him, especially when the time lasted for three hours, he finally couldn't help but ask Qin Feng.
"Come on, Brother Hong, this slow work will bring out the fine work..."
If it were another person, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to distract himself and talk at all, but for Qin Feng, this is not a problem. He has been using his true energy to control the fire, and there will never be any accidents in this refining of the medicine.
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After waiting for about five hours, even Qin Feng felt that his mind was very exhausted. When he saw that the medicinal materials on the porcelain base had been baked into black with a hint of golden color, he fiercely moved his right hand.
With a weak press of the ground, the fire was immediately extinguished.
"It's done..."
Qin Feng ignored that the porcelain base was hot and directly picked it up with his left hand. After placing it on the ground, Qin Feng scraped it with his right hand and scraped all the powder into the palm of his hand. He turned around and said to Peng Hong:
"Bring me the warm water I prepared..."
At the beginning, Qin Feng poured a cup of boiling water and stood there in a daze. Whenever the water temperature dropped, he asked Peng Hong to add more. However, Qin Feng did not expect that it would take seven or eight hours to refine the medicine.
That tank has been replaced several times.
"It's coming, it's coming..." Peng Hong took the teapot and said at a loss: "Qin Feng, what should we do?"
"Here, pour some water into my palm..." Qin Feng stretched out his left palm and said, "Just a little bit..."
After Peng Hong poured some water into Qin Feng's palm, Qin Feng carefully dropped the few drops of water into the powder on his right palm, and then immediately rubbed it with his left index finger. In a short time, Qin Feng's palm
Several black pills about the size of soybeans appeared in my heart.
"It's done..."
Qin Feng turned his left hand and three small porcelain bottles appeared in his hand. Then he put two pills into each porcelain bottle. After filling one of them, he threw the other two to Peng Hong and said: "Brother Hong
, take one pill a day for three days, and I guarantee that your illness will be cured..."
To be honest, Qin Feng smelled the pill and although it was very similar to the prescription, he didn't know how effective it was. He didn't feel confident at all, so he gave Peng Hong an extra pill.
"This... can this thing be eaten?" Looking at the medicine bottle in his hand, Peng Hong's balsam pear made a face. He saw with his own eyes that Qin Feng was rubbing the pills with his dark hands that were burned by firewood and smoke.
It makes me sick just looking at it, let alone eating it.
"Hey, Brother Hong, you won't get sick after eating it. This firewood ash can also cure diseases..."
Qin Feng's old face also turned red. He was just applying medicine. But he forgot that his hands had not been washed yet. This is Peng Hong. If it were another patient, he would probably go to the medical department immediately.
Report Qin Feng, a quack.
"You...don't fool me."
Peng Hong looked a little hesitant. He really didn't believe that the medicine made from grass roots could cure the lung disease caused by his gunshot wound, but Qin Feng's words gave him a glimmer of hope. So Peng Hong didn't know this.
Should I take this pill?
"Brother Hong, if you don't want to take it, then give it back to me..." Qin Feng stretched out his hand and said, "I will take these four pills to Hong Kong Island and experiment with one. I can sell the other three."
Two hundred million dollars, do you believe it?"
The most cherished people in the world are definitely the rich, and these pills can not only treat lung disease, but also asthma. As far as Qin Feng knows, there are several wealthy people in Hong Kong who have asthma problems. These pills are sold
A sky-high price is only a matter of minutes.
"Don't bother, I...I didn't say I wouldn't take it..." Seeing Qin Feng reach out to grab the medicine bottle, Peng Hong quickly put it into his pocket, hesitated for a moment and took out another bottle.
The elixir the size of a soybean was poured out from it.
"This...is this thing really edible?" Looking at the pills between his two fingers, Peng Hong smelled a cool smell on his nose, which cheered him up because he originally thought that the pills would emit a thorn.
What about the foul smell in the nose?
"If there's anything good to see, just let me eat it..."
Qin Feng suddenly reached out and pinched Peng Hong's chin and pulled it down. Peng Hong's mouth suddenly opened wide. Before he could react, Qin Feng's other hand was on Peng Hong's hand holding the pill.
With a clap of Yao's hand, the pill immediately flew into Peng Hong's mouth.
Seeing that Peng Hong had swallowed the medicine, Qin Feng raised his palm and slapped Peng Hong on the chest. The pill had been put into his belly, and even if Peng Hong wanted to vomit, he couldn't.
Out.
"Hey, I said you..." Peng Hong was a little bit dumbfounded by what Qin Feng said. He pointed at Qin Feng but was speechless.
"Don't be stunned, tell me your reaction quickly..."
Qin Feng was not sure about his first alchemy. He stared at Peng Hong closely and said, "Brother Hong, do you feel a heat rising in your belly?"
"Hey, don't say it, it's really..."
After hearing Qin Feng's words, Peng Hong suddenly felt something warm between his chest and abdomen, and the warmth was still expanding. In the blink of an eye, half of his body was warm, and even the body that Qin Feng had used was warm.
I can no longer feel the cold wind blowing in through the window.
"Hurry up and sit down and meditate..." Qin Feng said: "When you reach the lung meridian, you must use a strong force to open up the blocked lung meridian..."
As the saying goes, there is no pain if there is pain, and there is no pain if there is pain. Peng Hong's lung meridian was blocked after being damaged. Only by opening this meridian first, and then nourishing it with the power of medicine, can the injury be cured.
"good!"
Seeing that his body was reacting, Peng Hong didn't say anything. He sat cross-legged on the ground and started to work up his energy according to the exercise route taught by Qin Feng. For a moment, Peng Hong seemed to have a rat bulging around his body.
, traveling along the meridians all over the body.
However, when this zhenqi traveled to the lung meridian, it stagnated. Peng Hong's forehead oozed sweat as big as a pea while he was performing the exercise. Apparently, the injury to the lung meridian made it difficult for his zhenqi to circulate through it.
Got stuck here.
"Use the power of medicine to rush over..."
Qin Feng next to him saw this and was worried. If Peng Hong's meridians were intact, Qin Feng could help him measure his Qi Chong meridians. But at this moment, Peng Hong's meridians were damaged, so he had to rely on himself. If Qin Feng
If Feng intervenes rashly, his injuries may be further aggravated.
Hearing Qin Feng's words, Peng Hong's body trembled. He could feel that the pill, which was only the size of a soybean, was still emitting heat. After the heat was integrated into the limbs, an inexplicable force came out.
It's growing inside him.
"Break it for me..." Peng Hong let out a loud shout, and pushed the true energy towards the lung meridian without hesitation. He endured the pain like a knife when the true energy wandered through the meridians, and the true energy slowly flowed out.
Washing the meridians, slowly but firmly clearing the lung meridian.
At this time, Peng Hong's clothes were soaked with sweat. The pain was as if someone was cutting his internal organs with a small knife. An ordinary person would have fainted from the pain, so there was no need to worry.
Good luck.
"Let's go, let's go..."
After a full five or six minutes, Peng Hong suddenly let out a long breath, and his whole expression instantly became relaxed. Peng Hong could feel that the true energy in his body passed through the lung meridian like a stream and went to his lower abdomen.
They gathered in Dantian and left.
The medicinal power produced by the elixir in the lower abdomen also travels to the damaged lung meridian.
Peng Hong, who originally felt a little hot when breathing, now feels extremely comfortable, because the medicinal power that spreads to the limbs and bones seems to be more effective on the injuries of the lung meridian. In just a few breaths, Peng Hong
I feel like my injuries are mostly healed.
"The miracle medicine, it's really the miracle medicine!"
In order to consolidate the effect of the medicine, Peng Hong spent five or six hours and worked for three weeks before standing up. It was already night outside, and the white snow reflected a bright silver color in the moonlight.
Most of his lungs were injured. When Peng Hong saw the scenery outside through the window, he felt it was extremely beautiful. After standing up, he bowed deeply to Qin Feng and said, "Qin Feng, thanks again this time."
You, Lao Peng, don’t say much. If you go up to the mountain of swords or to the sea of fire, all you need is one word..."
"Okay, I saved you and then threw you into a mountain of swords and a sea of fire?"
Qin Feng waved his hand and said: "Brother Hong, your injury was originally caused by me. It is what I should do to heal you, so there is no need to say those words..."
The things Qin Feng had done to help Peng Hong before were just casual, and they only cost a little money. He didn't take it to heart at all. Instead, Peng Hong helped him send Karachev and others out of Chechnya, which made Qin Feng feel
I owe Peng Hongtian a great favor.
"Okay, I won't be polite to you." Peng Hong nodded heavily. He had already made up his mind to sell his life to Qin Feng. There was no need to say any more words.
After feeling the effectiveness of the pills, Peng Hong quickly took out the two small porcelain bottles he had casually put in his pocket, carefully hid them in his close-fitting breast pocket, and patted them with his hands, looking so careful.
Qin Feng immediately laughed.
"It's a good thing, so naturally it needs to be stored away."
Peng Hong blushed, glanced out the window, and changed the subject: "Qin Feng, that boy from Umnico has been gone for more than ten hours. Why haven't he come back yet? Is something going to happen?"
"It's okay, that kid is really crazy..." Qin Feng's ears suddenly moved as he spoke, and he smiled and said, "Isn't this already here?"
"Come here, I didn't hear the sound of a car?"
Peng Hong looked outside with a suspicious look on his face, and waited for almost three minutes before the roar of the engine reached his ears. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
