: 074: Refined medicine

Huashang month dagger, gratefully glanced at Ji Feng, "Thank you, Ji Da Ge! Because I have delayed your time, I am really sorry."
"Haha, Xiyue sister, what are you so polite, we still want to play here for a few more days!"
Ji Jing smiled heartily, and Huangfu Changyu looked at Huasu Yue, and his eyes were slightly appreciated. "Shenhua County can treat his own adopted son so personally, this Prince is really admired!"
Huasu month glanced at him with a faint look, and there was no such thing as an admiration in his eyes.
The prince could not help but wonder, I want to know the position of the Prince, but many people want to sit up.
The flowering month seems to be faint, and he has no interest in him.
"Thank you for the tribute to the prince, and the priests have retired." Hua Xiyue said, and he and Tianshui followed Yun Momo to leave the hall and enter the inner hall.
The pace of the cloud is as fast as a meteor, as if to get rid of the flower and the moon and the godsend.
Huashang Yueshou mouth, this man really took the wrong medicine today, and sometimes close to her, and sometimes alienated her.
Hua Xiyue had to pick up the godsend, and the pace quickly flew up. Her sorcerer's footwork was not only to deal with the enemy, but also to speed up.
Ice Yi saw it in the back, and suddenly he was stunned!
This woman looks so delicate, but when it comes to the sorrowful footwork, it is really too strong, and in the blink of an eye, it catches up with the cloud and ink, and he is far away.
Hey, if the Lord has such a woman, how can he still dial it?
Yun Shimo led the flower habitat into the alchemy room.
This is a huge medicinal hall. The dragon's phoenix is ​​engraved on the corner of the pharmacy. The king is full of style.
Inside the silver iron door, at first glance, it can be seen that the eight columns are round and erect, and each column has a medicine furnace. The medicine furnace is huge, and it can be two heads higher than the person.
There are six or seven young men walking around, or watching the fire, and the flowers and the moon are holding the gods and walking inside, but seeing the high temple roof is filled with layers of white smoke, blurred to the extreme, like a fairyland.
There are countless kinds of medicinal fragrances in the temple. There are sweet and sour and spicy and bitter, and the gods give uncomfortably a sniff.
"God will stay here for a while, just get used to it, know if you don't?" Hua Xiyue laughed, and God gave him a blink of an eye.
Yun Shimo strode to the center of a drug stove, the eight young men came over, respectfully salute, went to the pharmacy to match other drugs.
Yun Shimo put the purple ice phoenix into the refining furnace, and saw a few purple scent immediately on the stove. A burst of intoxicating fragrance filled the entire hall, and all the medicinal fragrances were covered up. Go on.
"It’s a medicine. When you get into the oven, you will press all the medicines down."
"Yeah, it’s a rare medicine in the millennium!"
"I have seen this life, there is no more." Eight young men sneered, but was glanced at by the clouds, the men could not help but scream.
While they were taking drugs, they secretly looked at the flowers and habitats. I felt that this white woman could be so fascinating, and the five-step music that was lost in the millennium was also practiced by her. It can be called a strange person.
A young disciple took a small spoonful of black herb to the front of the cloud, and when the cloud came over, I saw that he covered the black herbs with the aura, and the herb immediately squeaked for a few seconds. It turned into a black concentrated juice.
Awesome spiritual power!
Huasu month is amazed by the darkness. I don’t know how many levels of ink in this cloud? His qi skills must be very advanced, right?
Godsend released the hand of Hua Xiyue. She only looked at the ink when she was watching the cloud. Even though she didn’t notice the godsend for a while, the little guy ran to the side and asked a young pharmacist to eat a blue herb. .
The flowery moon sees the godsend, and immediately scares the soul away, knowing that some herbs cannot be eaten.
"God, what are you eating? Quickly spit it out!" Hua Xiyue drank his son so hard for the first time, and smiled and spit out his tongue, pointing to the blue herbs.
"That is blue ginseng, it can relieve people's anxiety, ventilate blood, and it doesn't matter if you eat it. Godsend is just a child, but he knows it better than you. It seems that he is indeed a genius." The faint voice of the ink.
When Hua Xiyue heard it, he was a little discouraged.
She didn't hear the words of Yun Shimo. The cloud was so that all the children were scattered, leaving Huasu Yue, Tianci and his three in the temple.
Hey, Godsend is a child, so in general, she can be regarded as a room with her, a lonely man and a woman, it seems that it is not very good.
"God, eat this first, take a good sleep, you can talk when you fall asleep." Yun Shimo took out a blue medicinal herb from the medicine stove, and the flowers and eyes of the moon licked with pearls. The same circle.
"So fast?"
Huasu month asked in surprise.
When the clouds smacked her, it seemed as if she was satirizing her ignorance. Her look was light and cold. "Are you an alchemy teacher or am I a pharmacist?"
The flower is lustful, and the man is really stingy.
Godsend to the ground, after a quarter of an hour, Godsend only felt that the eyelids were hanging down heavily, and had to rely on the body of Huasuyue to sleep.
Hua Xiyue hugged him up and put it on the side of the couch. Although it was a pharmacy, it didn't seem to have some sultry heat. Instead, the wind slid in from the huge skylight and scattered the heat of the temple.
Huasu Yue was afraid that he was cold, and he quickly picked up the thin side and covered the little body.
When the cloud was on the edge of the medicine stove, the medicines that the little pharmacists put aside were added a little bit.
In the medicine furnace, a unique medicinal fragrance was raised.
Huasu Yue walked over and saw that the furnace was red and hot, and the hot air rolled to the side. She avoided two steps and watched the cloud while the ink was silently refining.
From time to time, the cloud is always assisted by the aura, the fog rising from the furnace, the color is changeable, and the fragrance of the medicine varies from time to time.
Hua Xiyue looked back at the little figure on the couch. "Wang Ye, I think... his previous memory, unnecessary, the memory that I will meet with me, can you?"
Yun Shimei gave her a faint look. "There is a solution, but why?"
Why?
Hua Xiyue’s exquisite eyebrows don’t pick it up.
Hui Zhen’s princess’s hands are hot, hot hands are destroying people, that kind of memory, what are you going to do?

She still remembers that when Tianci first saw Princess Huizhen, she was scared to tears.
No matter what, Huasu Yue does not want his son's heart to keep the dark sad memories. After all, her past life is really too much.
"That's OK, but you have to promise the king a condition."
The palm of the cloud has a red fire in the palm of his hand. It is a magical fire composed of aura.
The magic fire broke into the furnace, only to hear a bang in the furnace, the louder and louder, it seems that the potion boiling in the furnace is very powerful.
"What conditions?"
"When the king's apprentice."
Huasu month listens, almost spurting blood!
When the cloud is the apprentice of the ink?
Hey, she is such a "waste material", how suddenly is it so hot?
Just like the rare medicines in the world, everyone is busy with her?
"But when my apprentice, I pass on your heart, teach you how to be a man, not teach you medicine, or qi." Yun Shimo added this sentence.
Hua Xiyue felt that the blood that he wanted to squirt, solidified in the throat, made her unable to say anything.
Rely on!
Cloud time ink means that she will not be a person?
Huasu month hates the face that is beautiful and fascinating. The eyelashes of this guy are long and curved. The sun shines from the skylight, and the golden color gathers in his body, which shows that the jade tree is windy and elegant. Fairy.
The deep outline of the cloud, the arc is perfect, and the flower and the moon take a deep breath, holding down the heart that is going to be turbulent.
God-given memory... She really didn't want him to have that kind of dark memory, for the sake of his son, get out!
"Well, I promise you!" Huasu month nodded heavily, a heroic and righteous look.
Yun Shimo looked at her without any trace. "No time to repent, otherwise... this king can make him amnesia, and he can also find his memory."
The threat of vomiting blood!
Hua Xiyue was almost mad with blood, this cloud is really "humor", can this kind of thing be said like a joke?
In any case, Huasu month is still a godsend, even if she is to be exposed, she has to be silent.
Clouds and inks constantly sent aura to the furnace. After half an hour, Yun’s forehead oozes fine sweat.
Huaxi is standing on the side, watching him do a lot of complicated procedures, and secretly marvel at it. No wonder some people say that the refining pharmacist is the most powerful. After all, this complicated process, Huasuyue feels that he has seen it. It is impossible to remember.
Clouds and inks glanced at the flowers and the moons of the birds on one side, cold and authentic, "Kiss the king!"
The flowers and plants are smashing, and they look at the clouds when they are wide-eyed. "Wang Ye, I am not your maid, nor your slave. So what can happen to men and women, how can I let me come?"
When the cloud rises, he raises his eyebrows and does not have a deep sense of the earth. "But you are the apprentice of the king."
I kept saying that the apprentice, Huasuyue only felt that the scalp was numb, how can she recognize this cheeky man as a master?
However, she still quietly touched her embroidered handkerchief and gently wiped the shameless master's sweat on her forehead.
What makes Hua Xiyue feel depressed is that this man’s sweat has a unique taste of medicine.
At this time, the smell of the medicine emitted by the medicine stove became more and more concentrated, which made the population simmer, but the face of the cloud was whiter and whiter, white as snow, and there was no blood.
His sweat is like being squeezed out, and the dripping is constantly seeping out. The flower is standing on the side of the moon, holding a small handkerchief, and occasionally rubbing him the sweat that leaks out.
I only felt that the light in the medicinal hall was getting dimmer. In the end, when the cloud was inked on both sides of the medicine, the constant aura input, the flower habitat stood on one side, and sometimes the temperature was high and low.
It seems that refining needs to control temperature, which is a problem.