Emperor of Life and Death

Fang Yue can take out another century-old medicine, then the strength of Fang Family will be greatly restored!

Fang Yue detained for a long time, and took out five old medicines from the stone pendant. They were all about a hundred years old, and there were even one or two plants that had reached the age of 120 years. .

This old medicine is just like a small carrot head in Fang Yue's hands. It's not very particular! On top of the roots, there is still soil.

But Fang Muqiu is already not in these details! His eyes are almost straight!

Five hundred-year-old medicines.

bang, Fang Muqiu slapped Fang Lingxiao.

"Lingxiao, does it hurt?"

"It hurts!"

Fang Lingxiao's eyes are full of tears, his face is dumbfounded, I don't know at all I was beaten for what!

"Fortunately, it's not a dream!" Fang Muqiu was overjoyed, and his complexion suddenly improved a lot!

"If you are dreaming, you will know by hitting yourself! Why hit me!" Fang Lingxiao was frustrated and retorted.

Fang Muqiu sneered: "Are you stupid? It hurts to hit yourself!"

Fang Lingxiao was speechless and squatted into a circle around the corner!

The five spiritual medicines have been cleaned by the wash bar, and then they are ready to be fed to the five Supreme Elders.

"grandfather, this way, is medicine efficacy not too good?"

Fang Yue said hesitantly.

Eat it directly, 10% of the medicine efficacy, ordinary person can absorb 30% to 50% of the medical power, even if it is the highest! Not everyone is like Fang Yue, who has an invincible appetite for Vajra!

"Will you pill concocting?"

Fang Muqiu glanced at Fang Yue and saw it!

Alchemist! What a noble profession that is, even in Ziyue Celestial Grotto, there is no Alchemist.

Everyone knows that pill efficacy is good, but Alchemist is not for everyone!

Fang Yue struggled for a while, and then whispered: "This...I seem to be a little bit!"

The "Book of All Souls" records everything, what Formation, Pill Concocting, Refinement As long as it is a messy method that has nothing to do with cultivation, it is all recorded!

"Gah?"

Fang Muqiu heard this Turning his head, looked towards Fang Yue with unthinkable eyes!

"Are you sure, will you really pill concocting?"

"I can try!"

Fang Yue thinks he can.

Then he cheered himself up, puffed up his chest and said.

"These five hundred-year-old medicines are too precious. In case you get used to them, you won’t even have time to cry! Let’s do this! There are hundreds of medicine ingredient family treasures for refining Baicao Pulp. Fang Family has always been trying to refine Baicao Pulp by himself, but unfortunately, he has never succeeded! If you can refine Baicao Pulp, I believe you can refine medicine!"

Fang Muqiu is extremely good. Be careful and cautious!

It's not that he can't believe in Fang Yue, but that pill concocting is a technical job, and it is not something that an ordinary person can easily master!

"Okay!" Fang Yue didn't say much. He ordered people to fetch the 100 medicine ingredients for refining Baicao Pulp from the treasure house. In fact, these 100 medicine ingredients are very common, Poria , Angelica, Nine Dragon Grass, Schisandra… can all be easily purchased in the pharmacy of the common world. But when put together, medicine efficacy is superimposed and complements each other, and finally it can exert an incomparable magical effect.

Ignite, hot pot!

Fang Yue’s 1st Step thundered everyone.

Others refine medicinal herb by using a cauldron or a pottery stove. If it doesn't help, you can also come up with a casserole!

But what do you mean by taking out a wok for cooking! There was still a mottled blood on the bottom of the pot.

This is a bit too unspecial! Perfunctory people do not bring this.

Fang Muqiu was the first to show a disappointed expression. He originally thought that Fang Yue had changed his sex and was more reliable. Maybe he could become the only Alchemist in Yan Country and bring Fang Family back to life. On the first floor, however, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment! It turns out that he thinks too much.

Fang Lingxiao is also a little surprised, but he is not as lost as Fang Muqiu. In his own little brother, he has seen too much miracle! Although sometimes the method is a bit unacceptable, the final result is not bad!

Fang Yue has completely concentrated all his attention on the top of the small iron, and everything outside seems to be insulated from him!

Fang Yue does not know that pill concocting has that many rules and techniques. In a way, his knowledge of this World is almost at an idiot level, but in some areas, he seems to be a master!

In Fang Yue's eyes, small iron is the best vessel.

Since it was given a spirit, it has been born with wisdom and has continued to evolve. At this time, it has reached the point of unimaginable. Even if it is a Chinese cabbage, it can be boiled and stewed in it to turn it into a spiritual vegetable.

The medicine ingredient itself contains medicinal properties. Under the blessing of Xiaotie, who knows what it will become!

Fang Yue's whole body infusion, according to the record in "The Book of All Souls", put the medicine ingredients in one by one! After a while, a strong aroma came out from it.

Hundreds of medicine ingredients are all cooked into a pot of porridge.

"This is a nonsense!" Fang Muqiu sternly reprimanded. He had never eaten pork, but he had seen pigs run. When Fang Muqiu traveled the world in his youth, he was lucky enough to see an expert pill concocting.

There are many rules for pill concocting, you need to pay attention to the temperature, the fire and the fire, and even the order of the medicine ingredient needs to be carefully arranged.

Fang Yue is refining medicine, it's just stew!

The earth fire shook, slammed three feet, and burned fiercely under the iron pan, with a fierce momentum!

Fang Muqiu next to him is watching trembling in fear and motivating the earth fire. Where is this in pill concocting, it is obviously dying! The earth fire is fierce and stained, and even the powerhouse of Innate Realm will be reduced to ashes. Only some quite sophisticated Refiner Masters will use earth fire when refining, and it is still cautiously.

Earth fire, iron pot, this kind of technique, if it can make medicine pill, it is really a ghost!

However, when Fang Muqiu was thinking about it, Fang Yue suddenly took out a Spirit Stone, he put the Spirit Stone into the iron pot, and cooked it together.

This is a method of refining Baicao pulp recorded in the "Book of All Souls".

Fang Yue doesn’t know, this refining pills and medicine, why put a stone in it!

But he did it as usual!

After the Spirit Stone enters the pot, it melts in a moment, and the rich Spiritual Qi rushes into the sky!

Under the clear sky, a thunder fell from the sky without warning! Fang Yue hadn't reacted yet, that thunder fell in the iron pot.

"Oops! Thunder Tribulation!"

Fang Yue heart startled, I want to stop it, but it's too late. Thunder represents the world's quickest. Change someone else. It can't be resisted either.

However, when the thunder fell, it was eaten by Xiaotie, and a mouth emerged, swallowing the thunder forcibly thick and thin with chopsticks. It also had a full hiccup, and a few wisps of white smoke came out of his mouth.

"Enough flavor! Enough!"

When Xiao Tie spoke, Fang Muqiu was taken aback!

"Who is talking!"

Fang Muqiu showed a very vigilant look!

It's not that he didn't see Xiaotie, but that he couldn't believe that an iron pan could speak!

Is this pot refined? Even thunder dare to swallow it!

Fang Yue showed a helpless smile: "This is Xiaotie, a Little Brat born by an accident."

Fang Muqiu stared wide-eyed, carefully observe Xiao iron.

"What do you look at! Eyeballs are about to fall out! Young Master is a male and doesn't like gays!" Xiao Tie was broken by Fang Yue, and his mouth was bleed. It's just like a mess in an iron pot.

Fang Yue bang, moved towards Xiaotie’s bottom of the pot fiercely and patted it fiercely: "You bastard, how can you talk to my grandfather!"

Xiaotie was scared In a jump, it was just used by Fang Yue as a pill furnace, refining Baicao Pulp, without noticing the identity of the person it was teasing. In the end, it understood that it was not some gay, but Fang Yue's grandfather.

"It's not you old, it's grandfather! You will be my grandfather from now on!" Fang Yue concocted Xiaotie not to lose. Even the shameless shameless are the same virtues as Fang Yue. Mu Qiu acted like a baby.

Fang Yue sent another pot sticker: "My grass. Your uncle, this is my grandfather, not your grandfather. Who wants to be a brother with you!"

Xiao Tie pouted aggrievedly, what do you call others do!

Finally, Fang Muqiu coughed and rounded up the scene: "Forget it, forget it, Fang Yue, do you care about it with a small iron pot! Call it whatever it likes!"

Finally, amidst the noise, the baicao pulp in the small iron was refined.

This big pot, steaming hot, is full of emerald green inside. Like emerald!

"It feels like it looks good, I'll take a drop first!"

Fang Yue didn't let it go, and pinched a drop of herbal pulp to float out with his fingers!

Fang Muqiu has no hope. Although he does not know the Pill Recipe of Baicao Pulp, he has heard people say that Baicao Pulp requires a hundred kinds of spiritual grass, the above-mentioned good pile furnace, Wenhuo and Wuhuo. Alternate nine times and boil for 81 days to succeed.

Fang Yue what is this?

The stew!

Only ten minutes, even a pot of beef is probably not cooked badly!

After Fang Yue took that drop of baicao syrup, he immediately felt his body comfort, the strands of Life Power, quickly flowed into the limbs, moisturizing the internal organs, and nourishing the fleshy body, even when he was fighting before. All the dark scars left behind were healed.

"This is the authentic Baicao Pulp, one drop is stronger than the three drops of Celestial Grotto!"

Fang Yue boasted and sold himself, that kind of comfortable posture makes Fang Muqiu looked at it with suspicion, this is true or false!

In such a short period of time, using a simple and crude method to refining a pot of Baicao pulp, it feels a little unbelievable!

"Brother, let me give you a drop!"

Fang Lingxiao believed in Fang Yue's magic. On that day, if Fang Yue hadn't expressed his power, he would have been in the jungle world again. !

With a click of Fang Yue's finger, a drop of herbal pulp suspended in front of Fang Lingxiao.

This drop of Baicao Pulp is emerald-colored, like a jade bead!

Fang Lingxiao's mouth opened slightly, and he inhaled it into his abdomen. The herb pulp entered into his abdomen, like a spring baptism. Recently, he has been running around and fought hard for days, despite the deterrence of Tian Guangming Celestial Grotto Supreme Elder-level figures in the next purple moon have not dared to make a move. But those Core Disciple, elite disciple and so on are there. They often go to Fang Family’s troubles, and Fang Lingxiao has to deal with it!

In the battle, he left some injuries to some extent. Sometimes, he would face an opponent who was several times stronger than himself. He used some secret techniques, which caused the vitality of his body to be depleted.

But with this drop of Baicao pulp entering his abdomen, he felt that his whole person was reborn, and the feeling of weakness was quickly dissipating!

"Brother, one more drop! This is amazing! Your Baicao Pulp is full of vitality, many times stronger than the Baicao Pulp of Celestial Grotto!"