Xue Ling'er never thought that Xu Shuangfeng guessed her purpose just because of just one sentence.
Xue Ling'er lowered her head deeply and laughed dryly, "Master, what did you say? How could I steal Mo Xie's ice coffin?"
"You know what you are thinking in your heart. Instead of thinking about despicable means, it is better to concentrate on practicing." Xu Shuangfeng's eyes were extremely sharp, "I can bring you to the height of today with one hand, and I can also destroy you with the other hand,
Son, there is something to do and not to do anything, why are you obsessed with this? Ye Qingge's current height, do you think you can take it for yourself by snatching away the strange fire? You are too naive."
Xu Shuangfeng is an old man, and he can't hide all the big and small things in the alchemy mansion.
After Xu Shuangfeng scolded him a few times, Xue Ling'er left in shame.
Xue Ling'er frowned and saw Ye Qingge who was refining the alchemy in the yard.
Ye Qingge sat cross-legged, controlling the green green lotus fire, sweating profusely, focusing on her whole body, and concentrating on her mind, as if she would not be distracted by anything.
Xue Ling'er couldn't help but walk to Ye Qingge's side to observe the alchemy.
I have to say that Ye Qingge's alchemy technique is particularly beautiful, and it is many times more perfect than during the alchemy field assessment.
"Spiritual fire grass, red fire fruit, do you want to refine the Burning Ji Pill?" Xue Ling'er asked.
"It's indeed the Burning Ji Pill." Qingge glanced at Xue Ling'er faintly, and was very surprised.
Xue Ling'er frowned, "This is not how the Burning Ji Pill is refined. You have added the Spirit Fire Grass and then put the Red Fire Fruit. The collision of the two fire elements is extremely strong. Normal practitioners take this Burning Ji
The elixir may become possessed by the devil, and the fire element is inconsistent, wandering in the blood of the tendons and veins, which can easily lead to bleeding and death in the seven orifices."
Qingge looked very serious, Xue Ling'er was extremely serious.
Qingge curled his lips and smiled, with a flamboyant expression, "The fire is divided into nine grades, the first grade spiritual fire grass, the third grade red fire fruit, the people who need to burn the divine pill are all people with disordered breath in their bodies. The Burning divine pill you have refined is only
It can delay symptoms, and my Burning Ji Pill can completely eradicate the problem of breath disorder. Using poison to fight poison and replacing the disordered breath with fire elements is the best way to cure the root cause."
"This is ridiculous. How should you solve the problem of fire element running around?" Xue Ling'er shook her head and said.
The palm of the singer stretched out, and an ice silver flower appeared in her hand. "Compared with the disorder of breath, the problem of fire element is easy to solve. An ice condensed flower, plus ginkgo, and displaced beads, refined into
Ice potion.”
Xue Ling'er's eyes lit up. She had also refined the Burning Ji Pill, but she never thought that she could do this.
She practiced intently according to what the book said, and Xue Ling'er took the alchemy method step by step in ancient books, and never dared to take a step.
Ye Qingge is different. She is bold and innovative and can transform better elixirs on the original basis.
The sword takes a wrong step, unexpectedly.
Whether it is alchemy or weapon refining, everyone should have their own ideas.
The essence of the life of our predecessors should not be forgotten, but we cannot live like others.
In nearly several months, Qingge became more and more skilled in refining alchemy. She even brought the tool refining set to refining alchemy.
Xue Ling'er's face was quite strange and her eyes were extremely complicated, looking at Qingge, "Is this from the inheritance?"
“Not.”
Qingge took out a book from the space bag and threw it to Xue Ling'er, "He Rushi's inheritance is all inside. I didn't fully understand it before. I digested a lot during this period, so I remembered what I had practiced.
It’s a mess, it’s impossible to concentrate on refining elixirs, maybe it’s better for you.”
She never thought of taking over the inheritance.
Xue Ling'er took the book and read it. The font of Qingge was quite sloppy and wild, as if thousands of troops were spread out on paper.
"Do you want to be the head of the palace?" Qingge asked.
"Well..." Xue Ling'er lowered her head, feeling extremely ashamed.
"Then you should refine the alchemy well. When your strength increases, becoming the lord of the mansion is just a matter of nature." Qingge extinguished the strange fire of the green lotus under the cauldron.
"The Lord of the Mansion has confirmed that it is you." Xue Ling'er said unwillingly.
"I'm not interested. I just want to save Mo Xie and Master Xu's husband. It's unbelievable, right? I also think that no matter whether it succeeds or fails, I will leave in three months." Qingge said.
Xue Ling'er's eyes widened.
After Ye Qingge showed the strange fire of the green lotus, she felt like she was facing a great enemy. For several months, she had never thought about refining an alchemy and was thinking about how to surpass Ye Qingge.
What she never thought was that Ye Qingge did not regard her as an enemy, nor did he covet the position of the palace lord.
Xue Ling'er's hand holding the Book of Inheritance was trembling constantly.
"If you don't like me, just don't see me in the past three months." Qingge sighed.
She took great pains to do it.
She put away the lunar eclipse cauldron and prepared to walk into the house.
"Ye Qingge." Xue Ling'er called her.
Qingge looked back.
"The blood clan Lan Wuxin has ever looked for me. She wants to steal Mo Xie Bing Coffin." Xue Ling'er said.
"As long as no one responds to her, she will not steal it. Snow Girl, do you want strange fire, or do you want the blood tribe to kill the tripod?" Qingge said meaningfully, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.
In an instant, Xue Ling'er's heart and courage were trembling.
But just a few words, Xu Shuangfeng and Ye Qingge guessed her purpose.
Ye Qingge even knew that she was greedy for blood and killed the tripod!
"When the opportunity comes, a good cauldron will naturally follow. Blood killing cauldron has to be a blood contract. The blood clan's object has a strong evil spirit and is not suitable for you. Your current purple moon cauldron is very good." After saying that, Qingge
Walk into the house.
Xue Ling'er looked at Qingge's back for a long time and couldn't come back to her senses. She held the Shu and looked up at the dazzling sunshine.
In the room, Xu Shuangfeng drank tea and Qingge sat down on the couch, "Miss Xu, your family has good talent and bad character."
"Thank you." Xu Shuangfeng poured Qingge a cup of tea.
When a master fights, he never needs to speak a few words.
Even with just a look, Qingge understood Xu Shuangfeng's thoughts.
Xu Shuangfeng hated that he was not fighting and was particularly disappointed. Qingge just tried to help. Whether he could go on the right path depends entirely on Xue Ling'er himself.
Fortunately, Xue Ling'er has not lost herself excessively.
She deliberately refined the Burning Ji Pill in the yard, just to help Xue Ling'er.
Qingge sighed, "It seems that I have to save the world and save people in the future."
"You girl, you really don't look like your mother and grandmother. You are so beautiful than you. We are old." Xu Shuangfeng said with a breath and looked back suddenly, and found that before he knew it, he was already old.
"Master Xu." Qingge suddenly called her, and Xu Shuangfeng raised his eyes and looked at Qingge.
"I'm going to be in seclusion for half a month. After half a month, I'm 80% sure I can refine a pill to wake up your husband." Qingge said with a face like Leng Shuang.
Xu Shuangfeng's hand holding the teacup shook, and the hot tea water burned his hands red. Xu Shuangfeng's eyes widened in surprise and his body trembled.