Chapter 147: Rub medicine balls

As the spiritual power in the Ming Wuxiang Dantian was consumed a lot, the fingers pinched faster and faster, and the complicated was dazzling. With the changes of various alchemy fingerings, the various liquids or powders extracted from the spiritual plant in the incense burner quickly blended with each other.
Through the hollowed-out censer lid, the pill fragrance scattered in the air became more and more intense, and then a swaying censer suddenly stood firm.
Immediately afterwards, the original lid on the incense burner slammed and flew up. After the lid flew up, five light yellow elixirs, round and round the size of a thumb nail, flew out of the incense burner.
The five pills that flew out of the incense burner did not run around. Instead, they flew into a jade bottle in his hand in an orderly manner under the lead of Ming Wuxiang spiritual power.
These five medicinal pills are not suitable to be filled in ordinary porcelain bottles, because ordinary porcelain bottles cannot maintain the aura in the medicinal pills. Therefore, Ming Wuxiang deliberately took a jade bottle from the white jade space, and the lid of the incense burner that flew up on the other side. After the pill flew out of the incense burner, it was firmly covered again to the incense burner.
Ming Wuxiang picked up the jade bottle in his hand and looked down at the five Yunyuan Pills in the jade bottle. After observing its color and luster, he sniffed the pill fragrance remaining in the air and nodded in satisfaction.
"Although it is not up to the high quality of the past, this furnace Yun Yuan Dan is also of medium quality." Ming Wuxiang has not forgotten that he is still a little monk in the late stage of Qi refining, if it were not for the super plug-in Shennong Art. Now, if you want to make alchemy, you must at least reach the foundation building period.
Therefore, Ming Wuxiang is already very satisfied with the ability to refine Yunyuan Pill with a medium character in the later stage of Qi refining.
Of course, Ming Wuxiang is satisfied. Fortunately, his words didn't let the monks outside listen to them, or else they don't know how they envy and hate him.
It can only be said that a full man does not know that a hungry man is hungry. In the current practice world, alchemists have almost broken the inheritance, so if you want a real pill, you can only think about the pill that has been passed down.
But don't forget, the pill is not like a spiritual weapon. The monk uses the refined spirit weapon, as long as it is not damaged, it will be absolutely no problem for thousands of years, and the quality of the lever is absolutely guaranteed. Moreover, these quality-guaranteed spirit instruments can be passed on from master to disciple, from disciple to disciple and grandchild, from generation to generation.
For example, Lu Yu, the head of the Qi sect that Ming Wuxiang met in the mountains, had spiritual weapons passed down from generations to generations by the ancestors of the Qi sect. Otherwise, he was just a monk in the late stage of Qi refining. Multi-spirit.
As the so-called skinny camel is bigger than a horse, in the cultivation world, don’t underestimate those sects that have been passed down for a long time. Even if that sect has fallen, there are no descendants that can be used, but who knows that this sect will still fail? What baby will be hidden.
However, the pill is different. Not to mention the shelf life of the pill, just say that the pill is one-time, and it is impossible to spit it out after taking it? The pill is melted in the mouth, and the demand for the pill by the monks is definitely greater than that of the spirit weapon, so the pill that the cultivation world can keep until now is really very rare.
The pill that has been handed down is the highest grade, which is the first-class character. Pills above the local level, like those great gods who can fly into the sky and move mountains and seas, have become legends in the cultivation world.
Cough cough, so it means that Wuxiang, the alchemist who has golden fingers and a super plug-in, is really hated.
Ming Wuxiang thought for a while, again took out a porcelain bottle and set it aside, then poured out a Yun Yuan Dan from the jade bottle, then closed the cork and threw it into the white jade space.
As for the Yunyuan Pill on the palm of the hand, Ming Wuxiang's hand moved with mental power. The yellow and tender Yunyuan Pill on the palm of his hand was more rounded and lovely under the skin of Mingwuxiang's palm. Under the impact of spiritual power, it shocked. Broken into powder.
Ming Wuxiang poured the Yunyuan Dan powder into a stone bowl, then turned around and left the alchemy room, ran to the kitchen and turned out the flour bag from the locker, after thinking about it, opened the refrigerator and put it in the refrigerator. He also took out a jar of honey, and finally took a spoon, carried a bag of flour and honey, and turned back to the alchemy room.
Place the flour bag and honey next to the stone bowl, untie the binding of the flour bag, dig a large spoonful of flour with a spoon, and then pour the flour into the stone bowl.
Ming Wuxiang looked down at the weight of the powder in the stone bowl, paused, and muttered in a low voice, "The ratio should be similar, right?"
After muttering, Ming Wuxiang's line of sight was a bit floating, but his hand movement did not stop at all, he tied the flour bag, and then opened the lid of the honey jar.
Pour honey this time with Ming Wuxiang is not as random as just pouring flour. Know that if there is too much honey, you will have to add flour in the end to make suitable pills.
Yes, Ming Wuxiang is now ready to start rubbing pills.
The real pill is melted in the mouth, which is also one of the signs of the pill. If Tang Pengfei were to take the genuine Yunyuan Pill in this way, not to mention whether Tang Pengfei could bear the strong effects of Yunyuan Pill, his identity would be exposed.
So let's rub the pills, anyway, pills are more popular now. Of course, people's pills are not made with flour and honey. This kind of raw material can only be produced by the powerful pills that some markets claim to be able to cure all diseases.
Ming Wuxiang is the first time to rub medicine pills, usually making alchemy, which time is not directly hit with various fingerings, various spiritual plants naturally merge into an elixir.
But let alone, this way of rubbing pills is quite good. Ming Wuxiang was happily rubbing, although there were a lot of pills in the end.
"Uh, it seems that you have added more flour, but forget it, anyway, take it in divided doses. There is no difference between dividing it into ten times and thirty times. It is better to have more flour."
After a round of rubbing with Ming Wuxiang, he had originally rubbed out 30 Yunyuan Pills.
The'Yunyuan Dan' with flour and honey still has a fascinating dan scent, but if you pick it up and smell it carefully on the tip of your nose, you will still smell a faint honey scent, which still smells of lychee, because The lychee honey is obviously useless.
Anyway, I made 30 pieces, and Ming Wuxiang didn’t bother to continue tossing about it. The porcelain bottle I took out before was too small to hold 30 pieces of flour plus lychee honey version of Yunyuan Dan.
Before, I had thought that I would make ten pieces from one piece, but I didn’t expect to add a little more flour. The first time I tried it, it was a bit unexpected and normal.
Ming Wuxiang had to take out a larger porcelain bottle and put the thirty pills in the stone bowl into it. Thirty pills, this is a big portion.
He also put the large porcelain vase into the white jade space, and cleared away the alchemy room. When I walked out, I realized that the sky was getting dark outside. I turned my head and glanced at the big clock in the hall. It was almost 6 o'clock.
"Every time I make alchemy, I find that time is not enough."
Just refining a furnace of Yunyuan Pill, Ming Wuxiang spent more than six hours, for the monks, time is really not enough. Not to mention meditation and retreat. Ming Wuxiang has heard a lot of gossip in the world of cultivating immortals. When some monks came out of retreat, the family changed two generations.
Ming Wuxiang is not a high-level monk. When he builds the foundation and wants to break through the golden core, he has spent more than 30 years in the world of cultivating immortals. In today’s world with weak spiritual energy, it will take longer. .
Not to mention that there will be Yuan Ying, out of the Aperture, etc., and the time required is even more difficult to estimate.
However, Ming Wuxiang is now just a little rookie in the late stage of Qi refining, and we will talk about it after reaching the base building stage. As for Jin Dan, he still has expectations, that is, Yuan Ying depends on the situation. As for the coming out period and so on, don't think too much.
When I was practicing alchemy, I didn't feel hunger at all. I only found out that my five internal organs temple began to protest against his master. Ming Wuxiang took the flour bag and honey back to the kitchen, and then swiftly made himself a pork noodle.
If you don’t want to cook, cooking noodles is the most convenient. There are also pickled radishes and canned dace at home, which is quite appetizing.
After eating enough, clearing the kitchen, sitting on the sofa in the hall, slowly took out the mobile phone, and dialed the phone of a busy person.
The phone rang three times and was answered by the other party. Before Gu Tang could speak, Ming Wuxiang could still hear Gu Tang talking on the phone.
"Mr. Gu, I'm still busy." Ming Wuxiang, who was full, didn't say how scornful his tone was.
Hearing Ming Wuxiang's stubborn voice through the telephone receiver, Gu Tang couldn't help but think of a satisfying kitten that stretched out his lovely pink paw to him, ready to scratch him.
Originally, Ming Wuxiang wanted to tease Gu Tang, but when I heard the low and sultry laughter like a hook, I felt that I was too idle and bored, and I was too full to eat. Also dull.
"It's done Gu Tang, let's talk about business." Before Gu Tang could speak, Ming Wuxiang's tone returned to the usual.
"What's the matter?" Hearing the seriousness in Ming Wuxiang's tone, Gu Tang no longer chuckled and asked with concern.
As for those elites who suddenly heard the phone rang during a meeting, and wondered who was so bold, who did not turn off the phone in a meeting with the big boss, they finally found that the phone ring was coming from the big boss.
Seeing that the big boss took out the phone and waved his hand to indicate that the meeting was temporarily suspended. Before this had time to surprise the elites of the Gu Group in the conference room, he saw the big boss walking out with the phone actually smiling!
Although the laughter was very soft, none of the elites in the meeting room were the masters who were watching all the way and listening to all directions, but the big boss had left the meeting room and went outside to answer the phone, leaving only a group of gossips in the meeting room. The staring elites looked at the door and sighed--
Big boss, how can you go so fast!
Who is the little fairy on the other side of the phone!
They really want to know how to break it! ! !
Although all the elites in the conference room are heart-stirring, none of the gossips dared to sneak out to watch the big boss's gossip...
"Nothing, don't be nervous." Hearing the tension in Gu Tang's tone, it was Ming Wuxiang's turn to smile this time. Looking forward with bright eyes, his tone became a lot more cheerful.
"I have refined the Yunyuan Pill for your eldest cousin. When will I deliver it to you?"
After Ming Wuxiang finished, I remembered that this is not the period when the express delivery business is booming ten years later.
Not to mention express delivery pills, even missiles can be packaged and delivered to you by express delivery.
"Why don't you find someone to come over and get it, a total of 30, eat one a day, 30 days later, give you a big cousin who is alive and kicking."
Hearing that Ming Wuxiang had already refined the pill, Gu Tang was grateful and relieved at the same time. It was just the big cousin. He always felt strange.
"Thanks for your hard work, I will ask someone to come and get it tomorrow morning."
Express or something, don't do it. It's not that they don't trust Yanhuangguo's express delivery industry. This is a precious pill made by Ming Wuxiang. It is also related to Tang Pengfei's health. Gu Tang used to find someone who could trust him to feel more at ease.
"That's okay, okay, don't bother you to be busy, goodbye." Ming Wuxiang finished, and before Gu Tang could speak, he disconnected the call.
Hearing the beep from the microphone, Gu Tang was taken aback for a moment, but his face was only dumbfounded and tenderly pampered.
"It's getting more and more like a kitten."
Putting the phone back in his pocket, Gu Tang turned back to the meeting room, his smile and gentleness disappeared completely.
The curious group elites in the meeting room saw the big boss Gu Tang with a straight face and expressionless appearance. The original gossip crowd would all become quails in the next moment. Everyone was cautious, and they were afraid to provoke this. A ferocious big devil.
Hey, the smile of the big boss just now, is they hallucinating collectively? right!
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