Jiang Su slowly opened her eyes. She saw her past life on the gray ceiling. A beautiful woman in a green sweatshirt hugged her unconscious arm.
It's Jiajia, my beautiful roommate.
I saw Jiajia holding her arm and saying softly: "Susu, what are we going to eat later? Do you want to eat hemp food or fragrant pot?".
Jia Jia's long and narrow eyes are curved, and her plump silkworms hold a smile. Her eyes seem to be full of autumn water, and the garden is filled with spring at a glance.
There is a small scar on the edge of her mountain root. After pigmentation, it looks a bit like a mole, not deep. It is said that it was left by scratching the chickenpox when she was a child. Jiang Su thinks that Jiajia looks very good like this. Jiajia is the most beautiful person she knew in her previous life.
At noon that day, the sword wind blew past his ears, and the young senior sister stood in front of him. The silver-white sword blade mixed with the senior sister's blood dazzled Jiang Su's eyes in the sun.
Jiang Su was frightened and froze on the spot. She stared closely at the eyebrows and eyes of this young senior sister from Jianfeng, her face full of disbelief.
This young sword cultivator sister, whom she was not familiar with, seemed to hide Man Yuanchun in her own memory in her eyes. Her eyes were very similar to Jiajia's, and the small black mole on the edge of the mountain seemed to bring her back to her long-lost past life.
But her slightly frowning eyebrows were mixed with the coldness unique to sword cultivators, and her eyes were more cold and determined, like the snow that never melts in April in the north. It’s a different kind of spring.
"Junior Sister Susu, don't be afraid, Senior Sister is here."
It’s hard to find an old friend in a foreign land, and we meet again in the spring of April.
Jiang Su opened her eyes in confusion, and the numbness in her legs forcibly awakened her consciousness. She found that she couldn't move her legs, as if something was pressing on them.
She turned her hands behind her back to support the ground, and slowly stood up. She saw something pressing on her legs. It is the furnace cover of the six-converter furnace.
The stove lid also shook the ancient pattern bell on the edge of the lid. "Dingling bell~dinging bell~." It seemed as if he was asking for credit with her, but his legs were still in the cross-legged posture of meditating.
Jiang Su flicked the bell of the six-turn furnace with his left hand.
He said angrily: "Recently, my alchemy legs have always been numb. Is it because of you?" There was a bit of endearment in his words.
Upon hearing this, the lid of the six-turn furnace immediately flew back to its original position from her lap.
Jiang Su quickly used his hands to spread his crossed legs outwards, intending to hit them with his fists, and then used his thumbs to pull the tendons.
The left hand has started to work, but the right hand is not seen in front of the body. She suddenly realized that she had bitten off the tendon in her right hand last night...
Her right hand wants to kill her...
Jiang Su suddenly took a breath of cold air, and the sound of his suddenly accelerated breathing broke the original silence in the alchemy room. All the hairs on her body stood up for a moment, and cold sweat ran down her forehead.
One breath of time, two breaths of time. Cold sweat fell to the ground, one or two drops.
"How could I..."
She slowly lowered her head and stared at her sleeves in disbelief. The blood covered her green clothes, which was too dazzling.
There was no look of surprise on her face, but in fact fear had already crawled out of the shadows in her heart.
His left hand hurriedly climbed into the storage bag on his waist, and his clothes were turned around in a mess. "Fujin Pills, Fujin Pills... I have made them. Where are they?"
"Green, green bottles and pills."
The next moment, the green bottle is in hand. Jiang Su held the bottle with four fingers, and with a "pop" sound, he opened the mouth of the bottle with his thumb.
She raised her head and swallowed the pills in the bottle. One pill, two pills... five pills.
Five pills in the lower abdomen, and the broken tendons are back to normal in an instant. She quietly felt the tendons in her muscles squirming like moths, sometimes hitting her tibia, and sometimes touching her fibula.
There was a sense of satisfaction on his face, and his slightly narrowed almond eyes were charming.
Her mental condition stabilized.
"By the way, quickly take a look at my Fire Bamboo Pill"
The girl squirmed towards the six-turn furnace, and the six-turn furnace cooperated and opened the furnace cover to show its owner.
There are two Fire Bamboo Pills placed in the middle of the furnace. These two elixirs are round and translucent, with a green and somewhat transparent appearance, and a red core in the middle. It's a bit like a small glutinous rice dumpling with a thin skin and the fruit filling can be seen.
The elixirs in this world of cultivation are all made from auras of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. The more effective the elixirs are, the more beautiful their color will be. The better the alchemy or medical practitioner can control their spiritual power, the more beautiful the elixirs they can produce. The elixirs refined by his father's rivers are as bright as jewels and are highly sought after by monks.
Jiang Su took out a special tortoise shell bamboo box, took out the Fire Bamboo Pill and put it in it.
Fire Bamboo Pill has burning poison, and people without cold poison will be burned if it touches it. Normal boxes cannot contain this pill. Only a box made of tortoise shell bamboo material can be used to contain it. It's a bit like "raw food in soup."
Jiang Su stood up and shook his sleeves. She walked slowly to the door and opened it. It was already bright outside. She counted with her fingers, Chen time.
There are no windows in the alchemy room, so some elixirs cannot be seen during the refining process. At this time, the light came in, bringing warmth, and the six-turn stove jingled and shook the furnace lid, which was quite pleasant.
Jiang Su was somewhat pleased with himself when he saw this.
My plan was to take the prepared Fire Bamboo Pill to Jian Peak and send it to my junior sister, and then go all the way down the mountain to refine the leftovers of the Tortoise-shell Spirit Bamboo into low-grade pills and sell them.
Bamboo leaves are cold and sweet in nature, and added with bamboo roll core, it can be made into a powerful version of Jingxin Pills that can clear away heat, relieve troubles, and calm the mind. It can be said to be a must for monks. Bamboo leaves can be made into hangover pills that can be eaten by mortals. It is a must-have product for everyone at home.
The refining of these two elixirs pales in comparison to the Fire Bamboo Pill.
Jiang Su took out the spirit-storing pill that he had refined before, and poured half of a bottle of spirit-storing pill into his mouth. He chewed it randomly and swallowed it. Feel the spiritual power bursting out and overflowing in your mouth, wrapping around the tip of your tongue, floating.
He raised his eyebrows lightly and commented, "It's a bit dry. It seems like I'll lighten the heat next time."
Pinch your fingers to summon Chenshi Fire.
It can be said that refining alchemy this time was very easy. Introducing the spiritual energy into his body, Jiang Su sat cross-legged and meditated, feeling the spiritual energy gradually filling his body. Light green light spots blend into the body through the skin.
The four qi in the human body also nourish the corresponding organs with the integration of spiritual qi.
He had just used the forbidden technique and completely exhausted his spiritual power. Although the process was extremely painful, Jiang Su found that his meridians at this time were actually a little wider.
"My cultivation level has improved?! Is it because of this alchemy refining that I went crazy??!" I felt ecstatic in my heart.
I was originally in the middle stage of foundation building, but now I am in the late stage of foundation building.
Alchemy practitioners enter Taoism by refining elixirs. The better the elixirs are refined, the higher the cultivation level, and vice versa. The higher the cultivation level, the better the elixirs are refined. Medical cultivation is half of alchemy cultivation. Those who can make elixirs and diagnose diseases are complete medical cultivation and are the way of medicine.
This time, I used the forbidden technique to refine the Fire Bamboo Pill. If you are good at alchemy, your cultivation level will also be improved.
"It's just a waste of energy and blood. I'm afraid I have to take good care of myself for a while." Jiang Su took out all the ingredients for the hangover pills, lit the furnace with one hand, and put the spiritual materials into the pill furnace with the other.
The spiritual power was injected into the alchemy furnace, and the fire was controlled carefully without any mistakes. The fire in the elixir furnace was bright, and before the elixir was finally released, Jiang Su used his spiritual power to draw a talisman and print a plain character on the inner layer of the elixir.
Anti-counterfeiting mark completed.
In just one stick of incense, Jiang Su had exhausted all the leftover materials from the Lingzhu and refined more than fifty pills each. Store these elixirs in ordinary wooden bottles and walk out of the elixir room.
"The powerful Jingxin pills I made this time are the spiritual materials that have a clearing effect on the heart that have been changed from the original prescription. I don't know what the response will be if I sell them. If I keep half of them, I can control my condition."
Following the wooden box in her hand, her eyes fell on the slender hand that wanted to kill her.
