So what if I, as a chef, make elixirs?

This gold is emitted from a mineral material called mixed earth, which is said to have only appeared in the primeval period, and is a rare material that is rarely cultivated in heaven and earth.

It does not burn in case of fire, does not enter the soil, does not dissolve in water, does not rot in wood, and constantly encounters gold, and it requires the forger to use spiritual power to continuously integrate into it in order to shape.

The earth fire seeping out of the center of the earth can be burned, and finally the ice layer cast into the extremely cold land can be cultivated for a hundred years to create such a superb Chaos Ding.

Perhaps because of the hundred years of cultivation in the ice, this Chaos Ding is emitting a trace of cold air, and in the blink of an eye, a trace of mist condenses on the outer layer.

As soon as Yaoqiu's right hand lifted a white flame, a white flame rose, which was the sacred object of the medicine clan, the medicine fire.

The flames were slapped into the ding, and suddenly the white flames were jubilant, and the fragrance of the silk plants lingered between the beams.

Yaoxiong couldn't help but take a deep breath and praised.

"It's the best flame in the world, and just smelling it makes people feel refreshed. "

Yaoqiu didn't answer, and began to put in the medicinal materials on the table step by step, refining.

"First of all, we have to quench the nutrients of plants, such as vermilion grass, ginseng leaves, and raw flesh flowers, ......."

Yao Xiong reminded in a whisper on the side, and Yao Qiu didn't say anything, just followed the steps of the prescription step by step.

The moisture of several medicinal herbs rises in the pod and then falls, reintegrating into the herbs.

This was not much different from Yaochen's previous practice, but when the medicinal herbs were completely dried up and could no longer squeeze out a drop of liquid, Yaoqiu waved his hand and suppressed the medicinal fire at the bottom of the medicine pod.

"Be careful, be sure to leave the residue of ginseng leaves and raw flesh flowers behind. "

The Chaos Ding didn't have the dragon head like the Hundred Beasts Zhan Long Ding, but Yaoqiu didn't care.

"Smack!".

With his hands clasped together, the air flow generated in an instant smashed the three dried herbs into powder.

With the index finger of the medicine mound, the powder of the vermilion pen grass actually penetrated the compartment of the medicine pod and fell into the medicine fire below.

"Poof!".

After an untraceable sound, the residue of the vermilion grass was incinerated until not a trace of powder was left.

"Perfect. "

Yaoqiu smiled and nodded, merging the liquid medicine and the residue beautifully, and a large drop of dark green liquid floated in the ding, lying quietly.

Suck the liquid out of the ding, put it into a jade bottle that has been prepared a long time ago, and then it is time to refine the animal medicinal materials.

Herbs such as clams, bear's paws, and tiger whips were thrown into the ding, and Yaochen used onion oil to melt them into a liquid at this step.

Yaoqiu is different, he put all these medicinal materials into the medicinal fire, so that the characteristics of the medicinal fire directly quench the effect on these medicinal materials.

A trace of carbonized burnt incense overflowed from the ding, but the herbs were not incinerated into ashes, the burnt smell was just the smell of the remaining hairs on the bear's paws being burned.

The

medicinal fire gently enveloped the herbs like flowing water, and slowly transformed them directly into a trace of liquid.

After about an hour, the herbs were completely transformed into a brown liquid, changing their state amorphously in the fire.

Sucking out this second part of the medicinal liquid, the third batch of medicinal herbs to be put into Yaoqiu is a medicinal herb seed rich in oil, generally speaking, these medicinal herb seeds are added in small quantities as a medicinal induction, but Yaochen cleverly chose the seeds that are not so powerful.

"Peach, almond, pine nut...... Just leave the residue of pine nuts, patriarch, please let the old man open his eyes. "

After Yaoqiu put in those seeds, he actually poured the previous two parts of the medicinal liquid into the dingzhong together.

"Oh, do you want to condense it directly into a Dan? It's too messy!".

Yao Xiong stepped forward to stop Yao Qiu, but saw that his body was covered with sweat at the moment, and his face was extremely pale, obviously a little overwhelmed.

"Take a break! Don't force Ning Dan, if there is an accident, this rare data will be wasted. "

But Yaoqiu didn't listen, and took out a pill from his bosom and stuffed it into his mouth, and the paleness on his face suddenly disappeared a lot.

"It's okay, my old bones occasionally want to play majestic!"

The right hand slapped on the Chaos Ding, and the medicinal materials in the Ding suddenly turned into powder, and only the pine nut kernel was still intact.

The powdered herbs simply forced out the oil, and the pine nuts were covered with a thin film of oil.

He threw the useless medicine residue into the medicine fire and cleaned it up, and picked up the medicine residue prepared by Yao Xiong from the table and pinched it in his hand.

Although it was not easy to detect, he could see that his hands were trembling slightly.

The three potions were completely fused, and a thick pool of liquid flowed slowly, which looked a little dangerous compared to the large rehydration stock solution made by Yaochen.

Yaoqiu sprinkled two kinds of medicine residue into the furnace and mixed it, and the medicine residue became a trace of flexibility and solidity like mud after absorbing the medicine liquid.

"It's time to Ning Dan!".

Yao Qiu let out a loud shout, divided the pill into twenty small balls, and then let the pills flow into the medicine fire below.

The fire formed a vortex of flames that drove the pill to spin, and the pill slowly turned into a rounded shape in the vortex.

A trace of mysterious medicinal fragrance wafted out from the ding, which indicated that a new pill was about to be born.

"Drink!".

Yaoqiu shouted angrily, the medicine fire suddenly dissipated, and twenty mellow pills lay tightly in the Chaos Ding.

"Cheng ...... ......

".

Yaoqiu lost his strength for a moment and fell backwards.

"Father!".

Yaochen didn't know when he had woken up, and at this moment he firmly held Yaoqiu, Yaoqiu smiled embarrassedly and smiled.

"I'm sorry...... Yes...... I'm sorry I didn't let you see my majesty as a father. "

Yaochen smiled stupidly and helped him to the bed.

"My father has always been very majestic, he has always been so great, you have been and still are, you are my proud father!".

Yao Qiu smiled and entered the dream, and Yao Chen turned his head and picked up a pill.

The pill's entire body was white and round, and it seemed to be the quenching of medicinal fire, forming an inert shell on the outer skin to prevent the diffusion of the internal medicinal power.

However, there are five eye-catching red lines on the white body.

"Five products!".

Yaochen and Yaoxiong couldn't help but be taken aback, no wonder Yaoqiu wanted to replace Yaochen in refining first.

The refining of the five-grade pill is completely different from the second- and third-grade pills, and the slightest carelessness will be the end of the explosion furnace.

Yaochen put all the twenty pills into a small jade bottle, sealed them with cinnabar paper, and wrote the name of the pills.

"Rich Body Sustained Release Dan".

The next thing to do is to test the medicine for Emperor Yan Fei.

This time, it is not possible to use other anorexic patients to try the drug, because this is specially prepared for Yan Zheng, and Yan Zheng can only try it.

"Your Majesty Yan Zheng, this is the new great tonic, and it will be named "Rich Body Sustained Release Pill" because of its special medicinal properties, so you can only try it yourself. "

At this moment, Yan Zheng is soaking in the big rehydration solution, drinking the sesame paste-like Bigu Dan mixed water.

When he heard that Yaochen had refined a brand-new Great Tonic Pill, he immediately stood up from the bathtub.

These days, he is almost soaking out of folds in the big rehydration solution every day, if he does not use spiritual power, he can move for two hours, and if he continues to use spiritual power, he can only move for one hour.

Yan Wuxia also came to Yan Zheng's ward at some point, but she happened to see the scene where her father got up from the bathtub.

The

girl's pure heart left an indelible black dot and fled screaming.

Yaochen and Yan Zhuang coughed awkwardly, Yan Zhuang changed into a loose bathrobe, after all, the continuous experiment after that might damage the clothes, or a loose bathrobe is more convenient.

Handing a Rich Body Sustained Release Pill to Yan Zheng, he stuffed the pill into his mouth without blinking an eye.

He was just about to chew the pill when he was stopped by a panicked Yaochen.

"This is a slow-release pill, it has to act slowly in the abdomen, once you chew that huge amount of energy, you are afraid that you will explode directly and die!"

Yan Zheng stopped his movements at this time, and took a glass of water from the eunuch on the side with palpitations, and swallowed it.

"Oh, oh, oh

, oh!"

Feeling the power slowly emerging from his body, his heart was surging, and he immediately sacrificed his love knife.

"Yaochen Gongzi, please take me to try your skills!"

Seeing the appearance of the muscles on his body, Yaochen had no choice but to take him to the medicine clan's martial arts training ground.

The time chosen by Yaochen was the third watch in the middle of the night, and the martial arts training ground was empty at this time.

Only Yan Wuxia and Yan Xing and several other guards with knives watched as spectators.

The emperor's love knife weighed 100 catties, but it was flying like rice paper in his hand, and everyone who watched it was amazed by the emperor's great power one after another.

After Yan Zheng finished dancing a set, he only felt that the battle spirit in his heart was becoming more and more surging, and he desperately wanted an opponent to compete with him.

"It feels so good, it's so good!"

"You, come up and try it with me!".

Yan Zeng pointed to one of the guards in the audience and asked him to come up to talk.

The squire bent down and jumped into the ring.

"Cangchang".

The

treasure knife was unsheathed, and the originally wide blade was as ridiculous as a toy knife against the backdrop of the emperor's love knife.

Yan Zheng seemed to notice this, and withdrew the love knife in his hand into the wrench, and then took out a treasure knife that was indistinguishable.

"Come on!".

The Emperor laughed and ordered the guard to attack, and the guard shouted, "It's rude." After that, he waved his sword and rushed towards Yan Zheng.

The swordsmanship of the guards are all passed down by the palace emperor, and the line of swords is domineering and out of order, as if it is the prototype of Emperor Yanzeng's swordsmanship.

Yan Zheng smiled, and the horizontal knife took the guard's next slash and knocked him back a few steps.

"Not enough, not enough, not enough, not enough at all! The royal sword technique is strong but not the end, think, create, and attack with your own moves!".

Yan Sheng's words were imprinted in the guard's heart like a soldering iron, and he clenched the treasure knife in his hand, and his heart followed the feeling of the knife.

The blades of the two intersected in the air, rubbing bright sparks from time to time, illuminating the somewhat gloomy ring.

The Emperor laughed with satisfaction.

"That's right, that's it, keep going!".

The guard's knife became more and more powerful, and almost all the moves were rushed towards the emperor's life, but Yan Zheng did not have a trace of anger, just like a stern mentor constantly guiding the other party.

"Got it!".

The

guard saw the opportunity and found a flaw in the emperor, and he shouted excitedly and swung towards the emperor's right rib.

"Hmph, naïve!".

The Emperor's sword slammed into the guard's neck in an uncanny direction at that moment.

"You've been so focused on finding my weaknesses that you've exposed your weaknesses, and while you're doing a good job, you're still a little bit worse. "

The Emperor smiled and withdrew the knife, while the guard wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and the murderous aura released by the Emperor at that moment seemed to be a thousand blades pressed against his neck, making him dare not move a bit.

"Thank you for your hard work, you go down. "

The guard withdrew his sword, bowed, and returned to the ring.

But Yan Zheng obviously hadn't finished venting yet, he only felt that the power in his body was still coming out in a steady stream, oozing out of every inch of his pores.

He turned his gaze to Yaochen.

"Would you like to ask Childe to come up and make a few moves?"