The repair pill consists of twenty-one herbs, including zheqing, phosphogenic stalk, angelica stalk, fruit, amber skin, and dragon scale grass...

Pick up a green green plant, wrapped it in the soul, threw it into the cauldron, and the flames in the cauldron trembled slightly and covered it with the flow.

The ears are green and the inside are tough and soft on the outside, the skin is crisp and the flesh is hard. If the fire is not good, the warm fire is also not good. At the beginning, a problem encountered.

Her face was calm, Zhiyan used the yin energy to separate the flames and observed every detail carefully. She remembered that when she was refining the Qi and Blood Pill, she had met a mountain pear that was not eaten with soft and hard. At that time, she used the yin energy to feed it, and then the yang energy was calcined.

Fei Lao once said that this world is nothing more than yin and yang energy, so she dared to conclude that this green plant must be solved by combining the yin and yang energy.

The eyes sank, and the yin energy covering the surface of the green vine suddenly moved, and the soul exuded, exploring it little by little.

When the Yin Qi entered the fruit of the bulging petals of the green petals, she obviously sensed a trace of strangeness.

As his eyes lit up, the yang energy suddenly squeezed in. The yin and yang energy were inlaid. The bright yellow flames appeared like water-like waves, and the places close to the gaps of the sap petals were sunken. Other places were protruding around the shape of the sap petals, and the inner layer was a layer of silver yin energy.

Fei Lao has been paying attention to Zhiyan's movements, and there are some considerations whenever she chooses a pill for her. Just like this Suiqing, it tests people's wisdom and cleverness. Most people just start to come into contact with the repair pill, and it takes at least two days to spend on Suiqing. This doll, haha, is very surprising.

In just ten minutes, she thought of a solution.

Seeing the flames undulating around Sui Qing, Zhiyan's heart trembled and her strength increased a little more.

The yang energy enters the inner green and roasts through the gaps. The yin energy protects the next ear petals to prevent burning. Under the action of the two phases, the green green and dazzling ear green changes at an extremely fast speed.

When the inside becomes soft and the juice seeps out of the gap, it becomes softer, the yin energy suddenly retreats, the flames pounce on it, and calcinates at the same temperature.

The blue viscous gradually formed and turned into a pool of soft mud at the bottom of the cauldron. Zhiyan nodded and blocked it in a corner with the yin energy. At the same time, she threw the five-petal phosphoke in.

The silver phosphorus crystal is bright and dazzling, like fish scales. When put together, it looks like falling flowers.

Phosphorus was hard and stubborn. Ten minutes passed, but there was still no change. Zhiyan's thoughts moved, and her spiritual power increased by a minute. Twenty minutes passed, but she remained the same.

Zhiyan's eyes flashed slightly, and a trace of evil appeared on the corner of her lips. With a sneer, the flames suddenly became grand and burned, and the sound of water vapor simmering from the surrounding air came.

The red fox who was playing next to him was startled, as if he could sense the scorching temperature, and he avoided behind him.

Old Fei raised his eyebrows, his expression still changed, but he just paid attention quietly.

As the flames became grand, the yang energy in the body continued to overflow. Zhiyan's delicate and pink cheeks were dyed with a hint of crimson, and her eyes were bright, and she was shining with the flames, making people's hearts.

With a sneer, the flames were once again grand, and the flames rushed out, forming a one-meter-high fire wall over the cauldron.

The scorching temperature made the skin hurt, the air trembled, Zhiyan's body was surrounded by the yin energy that automatically overflowed, avoiding the high temperature, and breathed a little relieved.

Half an hour later, the phosphoke finally softened under the scorching flames, and finally turned into bits of zinc powder and scattered at the bottom of the cauldron.

After solving the first two items, the herbs behind are relatively simple. After an hour, the last fruit is left.

The fruit grows like walnuts, with a gray skin and a hard shell wrapped in it. It is a small, crescent-like seed inside, which is the essence of the fruit.

Of course, Zhiyan understands the internal structure of the fruit from the perspective of drug knowledge. What she needs to do now is to melt the shell into the seeds, blend the two into powder, and then break them into powder.

This was the first time she had seen this refining technique. She stared at the fruit and was thinking about what to do.

laugh!

Just when she was lost, the flames in the air trembled a little, the fire became smaller, and there were signs of extinguishing.

"It seems that we can only end here today." Zhiyan sighed, and with a thought, the soul power was withdrawn, the flames in the cauldron were extinguished in an instant, and the medicines that had been calcined before were turned into useless things.

Refining alchemy is not as good as refining medicine. Each refining requires one breath. Refining Phosphorus Ke consumes too much soul power. If you force yourself to persist, the pill may be successfully refined, but the corresponding soul power will also be consumed.

Since the last attack from the Employment Alliance, she has always paid attention to preserving her soul power, so that she will not be too passive in special circumstances.

"Haha, I've learned my lesson this time. Have a good rest and continue tomorrow." Old Fei nodded, very satisfied with Zhiyan's approach.

As Zhiyan's cultivation level improves, the speed of soul power recovery has also been greatly enhanced. If it is lost today, it can recover the next day, so that her progress in the alchemy will not be delayed.

Lingchuan Dynasty, Jindu Palace.

The tall and luxurious interior is filled with purple gauze, warm fragrance, the phoenix knees reach the ground, and the beautiful and exquisite face shines with unprecedented firmness.

"Are you sure?" Feng Hanbing, the king of the Lingchuan Dynasty, leaned back, leaned back on the relief chair made of pure gold, and squinted at the girl beneath her.

"Once the imperial edict is issued, you will be completely tied together." Feng Hanbing spoke with a hint of reminder.

"My daughter is willing. I will not marry Ouyang Jin in this life. I hope my father will give me a marriage!" Feng You said calmly, her eyes full of affirmation. Although she was approaching with a fun attitude at the beginning, as she gradually got along, she found that she could not live without him.

His style, his demeanor, his speech, and his outstanding talent for cultivation all deeply attracted her.

Before today, she was just obsessed with it, but as the table turned into shattering in front of her eyes, the throbbing in her heart grew like wild grass. Yes, she just liked him, liked his strength, liked his indifference, and had unknown loneliness in her eyes.

Although he treats himself coldly, she believes that as long as she wants, one day he will be softened by her. Who said that the more indifferent a man is, the more he pampers a woman, as long as he becomes his wife, she will have time to change.

"Haha, okay, my father will give you a marriage tomorrow, why don't you get up quickly?" Feng Hanbing laughed loudly, and the domineering and majestic handsome man dyed a little relieved, looking at his little daughter kneeling on the ground in doting.

It is rare to see her unwavering position. Not to mention that he had this plan in his heart, even if he didn't, as long as it was what his daughter wanted, he would do everything possible for her.

"Thank you, Father!" Feng Youyou looked happy and leaned over to Feng Hanbing above.

In the early morning, Ouyang Peng still went to the morning court as before.

The sky was gray, and the bleak cold wind whistled, making people unable to open their eyes. Facing the cold wind, Ouyang Peng's eyelids twitched. He always felt that something bad was about to happen. He shook his head, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his lips, which suppressed the anxiety in his heart.

In the hall, the ministers worshiped, Feng Hanbing nodded, with a deep meaning on his domineering and majestic face. He squinted his eyes and glanced across everyone, and finally his eyes remained on Ouyang Peng, who was wearing a moon-white robe.

"The little princess is fifteen years old, and it is the time to choose her husband. I wonder if you can recommend it to you?" Feng Hanbing's voice was low, and her purple pupils contained a hint of incomprehensible depth. She asked His Highness everyone.

Sucking, a breath sounded in the hall, and everyone's faces showed surprise. The emperor's intention was to betroth a young princess to the young princess?

Ouyang Peng was shocked, and his ink-colored pupils showed a hint of panic. He looked at Feng Hanbing on the dragon chaise in shock. His eyes touched each other, and then he quickly lowered his head and held it tightly with his big palm hanging beside him.

"Report to the emperor, Ouyang Peng, the son of Ouyang, is handsome, has extraordinary appearance, is also talented and talented, and is a good candidate." A row of people walked out on Feng Binghan's right hand and replied respectfully.

boom!

Ouyang Peng felt his mind blank, his hands were cold, and his body could not stop trembling.

"Oh, Ouyang Jin, the son of Lord Ouyang?" Feng Hanbing raised her eyebrows, showed a hint of surprise, and her intimidating cold eyes shot towards Ouyang Peng, who was ranked fifth on the left.

Swish, swish, all the eyes shot over, and the ministers had envy, jealousy, and even ridicule.

I envy one of the three famous families in Jincheng. The Ouyang family and the royal family have become married and leaped into the court since then, but what is ridiculed is the deep meaning of the marriage.

Since ancient times, imperial power has not been bound by the large family of spiritual masters. Therefore, imperial power and clan power have not violated the rivers and waters. If they belong to the royal family, they are not allowed to participate in family management. On the one hand, it is to firmly control the imperial power, and on the other hand, it is to consolidate the image of the royal family in the eyes of everyone.

Ouyang Peng's eyes trembled, and faint sweat appeared on his forehead.

"The dog son is incompetent and wild, how can he match the princess? I hope the emperor thinks twice." With a snap, his knees hit the ground, Ouyang Peng kowtowed, his voice with determination.
Chapter completed!