Chapter 2149: Mu Yan's nightmare: Who is injured? (One)

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On the bluestone brick next to the fairy medicine, it is the dense array of the first nine moments of the Han Dynasty.
He carved one at a time, engraved one at a time, turned his head and frowned, and crossed one of them.
After fiddling with a few arrays, he went back to explore the fairy medicine with his gods, then frowned and recorded something on the paper.
The things that Han Chujiu studied have completely exceeded the knowledge of Mu Yan on alchemy.
After only a few glances, she went back and continued to refine her own medicine.
After a dozen or so moments, Mu Yan looked at the success of the refining of a pot of medicinal herbs, and took a deep breath.
With the alchemy furnace and inheritance given by Han Chujiu, her progress in alchemy is fast.
However, it seems that there is still something missing, which makes it impossible to meet the requirements of Master Nine.
Master Nine is obviously a person who pursues perfection.
The first point is the requirement for the purity of the drug.
On the market of comprehension, the purity of ordinary medicinal herbs can reach 60%.
The master of the great alchemy can reach 70 or 70 percent.
However, under the premise of not using Yunshenghaihai, Muyan can achieve 80% purity of medicinal herbs.
If such a drug is taken out for testing, it will definitely shock a lot of people's chin.
Eighty-five percent pure medicinal herbs can almost be said to have no erysipelas, and will not be countered.
In the eyes of Han Chujiu, 85 percent pure medicinal herbs are only waste products, and eating is also a waste of garbage.
The requirements of Han Chujiu are: in addition to the poisonous Dan and the medicinal herbs that produce side effects, the purity of other medicinal herbs is 85 percent, and 90 percent is unsatisfactory, 95 percent is He is qualified to be his apprentice of the Korean Ninth.
Mu Yan tested the newly refining medicinal herbs with the magic weapon that came with the inheritance space.
Eighty-three percent!
Uh... Mu Yan frowned, and even the passing rule of Master N9 did not reach.
After a long day of refining Dan, Mu Yan was a little tired and more inexplicable.
She did not choose to continue alchemy, but left the inheritance space to sleep.
However, this feeling is not very sleepy.
Mu Yanxi heard the crying and kept ringing in the ear.
She stood in the void and looked at the direction of the cry coming from the front.
However, the eyes are covered with a fog, not really cut.
Only faintly seeing someone lying in bed, surrounded by the black gas of disturbing fear.
The bed was full of people, and the crying was from these squatting populations.
Mu Yan is in a dream, everything is mixed, and she can't see who the bed is.
I can watch him, listen to crying, but inexplicably feel the pain and panic of a cone spread throughout the body.
Mu Yan spent a lot of effort, going in the direction of the bed, want to take a look at the person's appearance.
Slowly, near, near.
The original fuzzy cry seems to be mixed with several ambiguous syllables: "Pharmaceutical... Antidote..."
The fog in front of him seems to be suddenly opened, and the man's appearance is instantly clear.
However, before she could look at her, she seemed to be hit hard and waking up.
Mu Yan sat on the bed, gasping for a big breath, vaguely feeling that she had dreamed of a suffocating scene, but she could open her eyes but could not remember anything.
"Nanny." Xiaobao threw herself into her arms and looked at her with concern. "Mother, how hot is your forehead? What happened?"
Mu Yan gently touched his little face: "Mother has a nightmare, some fear."