Fighting is broken, but the heroine script

After Xiao Yan quickly adjusted his condition, the medicine refining was on track and proceeding in an orderly manner.

Yao Lao could only remind him occasionally and never said anything more.

As time passed, Xiao Yan exhaled a breath of turbid air. He tried to adjust his heavy and rapid breathing, but he still couldn't avoid the strong feeling of fatigue caused by the lack of fighting spirit in his body and the loss of soul power.

"call……"

Yao Lao carefully observed Xiao Yan's every move. If Xiao Yan hadn't gritted his teeth and persisted, he would have asked Xiao Yan to take a rest first.

After all, although the strange fire is far better than the flames generated by one's own fighting spirit, the loss of soul power and fighting spirit is higher than that of fighting spirit flames at low levels.

Although Xiao Yan is now an eight-star fighter, it is still a bit difficult for him to refine the elixir that can quickly restore fighting spirit.

"Okay, the refining of the medicinal materials has been completed, now let's start the fusion!"

Yao Lao reminded Xiao Yan in his ear.

Xiao Yan, who was suddenly tired, suddenly woke up. Then he bit the tip of his tongue to stimulate himself to wake up, and then further controlled the Netherworld Poison Fire in his hand.

When the medicinal liquids and powders of different colors in the medicinal cauldron slowly fused together under the impetus of fighting spirit, and then, under the stimulation of deep purple flames, they completely merged into a dark red substance similar to paste.

The temperature in the medicine cauldron dropped little by little, and the dark red paste substance was also separated into several equal amounts of pills about the size of a fingernail under Xiao Yan's mental power.

"Turn on the furnace!"

Yao Lao gave a low shout, and then the medicine cauldron was opened. At the same time, Xiao Yan immediately opened his Najie, took out a jade bottle, and sucked all the flying pills into the jade bottle. among.

"It's done! Teacher, I'm done!"

"The real first time refining medicine! I succeeded!"

Although it was indeed a bit reluctant for Xiao Yan to refine the second-grade elixir as a fighter, the strong sense of accomplishment brought by the moment when the elixir was successfully refined still made Xiao Yan wake up immediately.

"Well, although there is help from the alien fire, it is really good to be able to refine the Qi Restoration Pill for the first time."

Yao Lao looked at the excited Xiao Yan with satisfaction and couldn't help but say.

"However, now is not the time to be happy."

Yao Lao said.

"Eh?"

Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment.

"Cultivation will consume a lot of your soul power and fighting spirit. This is the most suitable time for you to practice."

Yao Lao repeated it.

"Ah...okay."

Xiao Yan sighed, and despite the reluctance in his tone, he calmed down, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and started practicing.

Yao Lao liked this very much about Xiao Yan. No matter how reluctant he was, his cultivation speed never slowed down.

At the same time, as Yao Lao said, when the fighting spirit within is squeezed to the limit, it is the most suitable time for cultivation.

Xiao Yan's eyes were closed tightly, fighting energy surrounded his body, and the meridians in his body were running over and over according to the technique of Fen Jue.

After devouring the Netherworld Poison Fire, he evolved from the low level of the Yellow Level to the low level of the Xuan Level. The Burning Technique, which spanned an entire level, has undoubtedly become more powerful, and the speed of recovering fighting energy is far more than ten times higher than before.

After the breath flowed, the fighting energy in his body became more and more abundant. Xiao Yan then exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then slowly opened his dark eyes with purple fire flashing away.

It's just that although the fighting spirit has recovered, the faint tiredness in his eyes has not been erased no matter what.

Yao Lao saw the tiredness in Xiao Yan's eyes and couldn't help but be silent for a moment.

It is very normal for all alchemists to be tired for a period of time after the loss of soul power.

After all, unlike Dou Qi, the recovery and cultivation of soul power are very difficult things.

For ordinary alchemists, they can only recover slowly with time.

However, there is no solution.

But according to their current conditions, I'm afraid they don't have that condition.

If I have to say it, I'm afraid the only thing I can say is...

Yao Lao naturally thought of the genius girl who was from the same family as himself.

…………

When Yao Wan returned to the room and practiced for a while, when she opened her eyes again, it was already dark.

She quietly opened the window and glanced at the guest room courtyard outside the window.

The misty moonlight was reflected in the small courtyard, and several elixir plants that had not yet grown up were swaying in the small courtyard with the breeze.

Everything seemed so clean.

Yao Wan was suddenly startled, not knowing who she was waiting for.

Could it be Xiao Yan...?

The figure of Xiao Yan popped up in Yao Wan's mind for no reason, and then she quickly drove the thought out of her mind when she realized it.

well.

...It seems that I have been getting along with Xiao Yan for too long during this period. I have been either helping him with suggestions or leading him around all day long, and I almost didn't tie him to his waistband.

Leaning boredly by the window, her beautiful eyes looking out at the starry night, Yao Wan couldn't help but sigh.

...Speaking of which, it’s been almost three years since I left. Isn’t it time to find an opportunity to return to the clan?

...No, now is not the time.

Yaowan thought for a while and put down the idea for the time being.

Xiao Yan is just starting out now and still lacks many things needed for growth.

Forget those opportunities that can only be obtained by the right time, place, and people, but there are many other things she can do.

It's time to prepare well.

And speaking of this...

Yaowan was silent for a moment, then turned over and walked off the couch, then took out a blank scroll from the ring.

After unfolding the scroll, the medicine wand gathered a stream of gray-white air at her fingertips, which was then condensed into the shape of a pen under the power of her powerful soul.

It is not difficult for Yao Wan to mobilize soul power as majestic as the sea, even if it is to condense this soul power into substance and turn it into different items.

She can even do the Divine Soul Sword Formation, but now she's just gathering her soul into a pen, so naturally that's no problem.

When the seemingly illusory pen stopped on the open blank scroll, Yaowan closed her autumn eyes and glanced at the many fighting skills that she had read and practiced.

After a while, Yao Wan took a deep breath, then moved her arm, shook her jade wrist, and inscribed simple words that contained some mysterious power on the blank fighting skills scroll.

Condensing the soul into a pen, gathering the soul to write.

In a casual moment, he once again recorded and wrote down the fighting skills that had been engraved in his mind.