God of Life and Death

If Fang Yue can come up with another century-old medicine, the Fang family's strength will be greatly restored!

Fang Yue searched for a long time and took out five old medicine plants 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 one hundred and twenty years.

This old medicine looks like a little carrot head in Fang Yue's hand, very careless! There are still lumps of dirt hanging on the roots.

But Fang Muqiu no longer cares about these details! His eyes almost went straight!

Five century-old medicines.

With a snap, Fang Muqiu slapped Fang Lingxiao.

"Ling Xiao, does it hurt?"

"pain!"

Fang Lingxiao's eyes were filled with tears and his face was confused. He had no idea why he was beaten!

"Fortunately, it wasn't a dream!" Fang Muqiu was overjoyed, and his whole complexion suddenly improved a lot!

"Whether it's a dream or not, you'll know if you hit yourself! Why hit me!" Fang Lingxiao was furious and retorted.

Fang Muqiu sneered: "Do you think I'm stupid? It hurts so much to hit myself!"

Fang Lingxiao was speechless, squatting down to a corner and drawing circles!

The five elixirs were washed and cleaned, and then prepared to be fed to the five Supreme Elders respectively.

"Grandpa, if you feed me this way, the medicine won't be very effective!"

Fang Yue said hesitantly.

If eaten directly, it will have 100% of the medicinal efficacy. Ordinary people can absorb 30 to 50% of the medicinal efficacy, which is incredible! Not everyone has an invincible appetite like Fang Yue!

"Then can you make elixirs?"

Fang Muqiu glanced at Fang Yue and saw!

Alchemist! That is such a noble profession. Even in Ziyue Cave, there is not a single alchemist.

Everyone knows that elixirs are very effective, but not everyone can be an alchemist!

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

The "Wan Ling Jing" records all things, including formations, alchemy, weapon refining, spiritual imbuing, etc., as long as they are a mess of methods that have nothing to do with cultivation, all are recorded!

"Gah?"

Fang Muqiu turned around when he heard this and looked at Fang Yue with incredible eyes!

"Are you sure you really know how to make alchemy?"

"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. If you fail them, you won't even have time to cry! Let's do this! There are hundreds of medicinal materials for refining Baicao pulp in the family's treasure house, and the Fang family has always tried to refine them themselves. Unfortunately, it has never been successful in making herb pulp! If you can refine herb pulp, I believe you can refine medicine!"

Fang Muqiu was extremely careful and cautious!

It's not that he can't trust Fang Yue, but that alchemy is a technical job that cannot be easily mastered by ordinary people!

"Okay!" Fang Yue didn't say much, and ordered people to take the hundred kinds of medicinal materials for refining Baicao pulp from the treasure house. In fact, these hundred kinds of medicinal materials are all very common, such as Poria cocos, angelica root, Nine dragon grass, Schisandra chinensis... They can all be easily purchased in pharmacies in the secular world. But if they are put together, the medicinal effects will be superimposed and complement each other, and finally they can exert an incomparable miraculous effect.

Light the fire and heat the pot!

Fang Yue's first step shocked everyone.

Others use cauldrons or medicine stoves to refine herbs. If that doesn't work, why not bring out a casserole?

But what do you mean when you take out an iron pot for cooking? There were mottled blood on the bottom of the pot.

This is also a bit too careless! This is not the case with perfunctory people.

Fang Muqiu was the first to show a disappointed expression. She originally thought that Fang Yue's sexual transformation would make him more reliable, and he might become the only alchemist in the Yan Kingdom, bringing the Fang family back to life, or even to a higher level. However, hope The bigger, the bigger the disappointment! It turns out that he was overthinking.

Fang Lingxiao was also a little surprised, but he was not as disappointed as Fang Muqiu. He had seen too many miracles in his little brother! Although sometimes the method is a bit hard to accept, the final results are pretty good!

Fang Yue has focused all his attention on Xiao Tie, and everything outside seems to be insulated from him!

Fang Yue didn't know that there were so many rules and techniques in alchemy. In some respects, his understanding of common sense in this world is almost at the level of an idiot, but in some fields, he seems to be a master!

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

Since it was endowed with spirit, it has given birth to wisdom and has continuously evolved. At this time, it has reached an incredible level. Even a piece of Chinese cabbage can turn into a spiritual vegetable if it is boiled and stewed.

And those medicinal materials themselves contain medicinal properties. With Xiaotie's blessing, who knows what will become!

Fang Yue poured it into his whole body and put in the medicinal materials one by one according to the records in the "Wan Ling Jing"! After a while, a strong aroma came from it.

Hundreds of medicinal materials were all cooked into a pot of porridge.

"This is nonsense!" Fang Muqiu scolded sternly. He had never eaten pork, but he had seen pigs running away. When Fang Muqiu was a boy, he traveled around the world and was lucky enough to see a master making alchemy.

There are many rules for refining alchemy. You need to pay attention to the temperature, gentleness and strength of the fire, and even the order in which the medicinal materials are put in needs to be carefully arranged.

Fang Yue is not refining medicine here, it is just stew!

The ground fire stirred, leaped three feet, and burned fiercely under the iron pot with fierce momentum!

Fang Muqiu, who was standing next to him, was horrified and excited. This was not refining an elixir, it was clearly risking his life! The earthly fire is so ferocious that even a strong person in the Xiantian realm will be reduced to ashes if even a trace of it is tainted. Only some experienced weapon refiners would use earth fire when refining weapons, and they would do so with caution.

Earth fire, iron pot, this method, if you can refine the elixir, it will be a real ghost!

However, just as Fang Muqiu was thinking about it, Fang Yue suddenly took out a spirit stone. He put the spirit stone into the iron pot and simmered it together.

This is a method of refining Baicao pulp recorded in the "Wan Ling Jing".

Fang Yue didn't know what he was doing by putting a stone in the alchemy!

But he did it anyway!

After the spiritual stone was put into the pot, it melted in a moment, and the rich spiritual energy soared into the sky!

Under the clear sky, a thunder fell from the sky without any warning! Before Fang Yue could react, the thunderbolt landed in the iron pot.

"Oops! Thunder Tribulation!"

Fang Yue was shocked and wanted to stop it, but it was too late. Thunder represented the speed of the world, and no one else could resist it.

However, when Thunder fell, it was eaten by Xiao Tie. A mouth appeared and swallowed the thunder that was as thick as a chopstick. It also burped, and a few wisps of white smoke came out of its mouth.

"Tasty enough! Fierce enough!"

When Xiao Tie opened his mouth, Fang Muqiu was startled!

"Who is speaking!"

Fang Muqiu showed an extremely wary look!

It’s not that he didn’t see Xiao Tie, it’s that he simply couldn’t believe that an iron pot could talk!

Is this pot perfect? Even the thunderbolts dare to be swallowed!

Fang Yue showed a helpless smile: "This is Xiaotie, a little guy who was born by accident."

Fang Muqiu's eyes widened and he observed Xiao Tie carefully.

"What are you looking at! My eyes are about to pop out! I'm a man and I don't like gays!" Xiaotie was led astray by Fang Yue. His mouth was full of leaks, and he looked like he was in an iron pot. of gangsters.

Fang Yue made a snap and slapped the bottom of Xiaotie's pot hard: "You little bastard, why are you talking to my grandpa!"

Xiao Tie was startled. It had just been used as an alchemy furnace by Fang Yue to refine the herb pulp, and it did not notice the identity of the person it was teasing. Finally, it understood that he was not a gay man, but Fang Yue's biological grandfather.

"It's not you, it's grandpa! From now on, you will be my biological grandpa!" Xiaotie was indeed concocted by Fang Yue. Even his shamelessness was the same as Fang Yue's, and he acted coquettishly towards Fang Muqiu.

As a result, Fang Yue slapped me with another pot sticker: "Damn it, your uncle, this is my grandpa, not your grandpa, who wants to be brothers with you using an iron pot!"

Xiaotie pouted aggrievedly, "What do you want me to do?"

In the end, Fang Muqiu coughed dryly and settled the matter: "Forget it, forget it, Fang Yue, why are you arguing with it over a small iron pot! Let it bark whatever you like!"

Finally, amidst the commotion, the Baicao pulp in Xiaotie was refined.

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

"It feels good, let me take a drop first!"

Fang Yue did his part, pinching a drop of grass pulp with his fingers and levitating it out!

Fang Muqiu gave up hope. Although he did not know the recipe for Baicao Pulp, he had once heard someone say that Baicao Pulp required hundreds of kinds of spiritual herbs. The above-mentioned good alchemy furnace was used to cook nine times of slow fire and martial fire. It takes ninety-eighty-one days to succeed.

Fang Yue, what does this mean?

Here’s the stew!

It only took ten minutes, but even a pot of beef probably wouldn’t be cooked through!

After Fang Yue took the drop of Baicao pulp, he immediately felt comfortable all over his body. Wisps of life force quickly flowed into his limbs and bones, warming his internal organs and nourishing his body, even leaving some hidden scars from his previous battles. All are healed.

"This is the authentic Baicao pulp, one drop is stronger than the three drops from Ziyue Cave Heaven!"

Fang Yue boasted about himself, and his comfortable posture made Fang Muqiu doubt whether it was true or not!

In such a short time, using a simple and crude method, a pot of Baicao pulp was refined, which is a bit incredible!

"Brother, let me give you a drop!"

Fang Lingxiao has no doubt about Fang Yue's magic. If Fang Yue hadn't shown off his power that day, he might have been in the jungle world again!

Fang Yue pointed his finger, and a drop of grass pulp floated in front of Fang Lingxiao.

This drop of grass pulp is green in color, like a jade bead!

Fang Lingxiao opened his mouth slightly and inhaled it into his belly. The grass slurry entered his belly, like a clear spring washing his whole body. Recently, he had been running around and fighting hard for days. Although under the intimidation of Tian Guangming, the Supreme Elder of Ziyue Cave Heaven The characters no longer dare to take action. But those core disciples, elite disciples, etc. are all there. They often go to Fang's house to cause trouble, and Fang Lingxiao has to take action to solve it!

He suffered some injuries during the battle, and sometimes faced opponents several times more powerful than himself. He used some secret techniques, which caused the body's vitality to be depleted.

But with this drop of Baicao pulp entering his stomach, he felt that his whole body had been reborn, and the feeling of weakness was quickly dissipating!

"Brother, give me one more drop! This is amazing! Your herbal syrup is rich in vitality, many times stronger than the herbal syrup from Ziyue Cave Heaven!"