After I was reborn, I became the most ruthless cub in the whole continent

Chapter 117
He put the potion given by Instructor Fu on the table, changed his clothes and came out, only to find that the brothers and sisters who had finished today's training were lying on the table, looking extremely tired.

"Junior Sister, are you newly refining these potions? Are they new flavors?" Sang Zhixia turned her head to look at her.

No one reached out to touch these medicines, but their eyes were full of curiosity.

Song Jingmo picked up a bottle of potion, opened it and smelled it, and said, "It's a potion from Instructor Fu to assist cultivation."

"This bottle is Fengling Elixir. It smells like cold fruit. It should taste good. You can drink it."

Although the potions she made from her previous practice were also for drinking and playing, Song Jingmo still thought that, as a senior pharmacist, Teacher Fu would make special potions.

At least the efficacy of the medicine will be better and the side effects will be smaller.

He handed the potion to Sang Zhixia smoothly, and Sang Zhixia didn't refuse, took it directly, poured it into the cup, looked at it, then smelled it carefully, and finally took a sip, feeling that there was nothing wrong with it before finishing the drink. potion.

The disciples of the Qingling Sect didn't drink much potions, and the pills they ate most were Bigu Pills.

The potion didn't come from the sect, Sang Zhixia was subconsciously cautious.

"It's refreshing and cool, a little sweet, and my speed of absorbing spiritual energy has also accelerated." Sang Zhixia said uncertainly after a moment of recollection.

In order to avoid wasting the effect of the medicine, Sang Zhixia hurriedly got up and went back to the room to practice.

Song Jingmo keenly sensed that after Sang Zhixia took the potion of wind spirit, the surrounding wind attribute aura gathered towards Sang Zhixia. Growth is still second. If you can take this opportunity to perceive the opportunity to make a breakthrough, then you will gain a lot.

I hadn't checked the types of potions given by Teacher Fu before, and Song Jingmo didn't think too much about the wind spirit potion, it was just a coincidence.

When seeing potions of various attributes one after another, Song Jingmo could react no matter how slow his thinking was.

Instructor Fu knew that someone on her side could use these medicines, and said they gave them to her for drinking and fun, but in fact, he put a lot of thought into choosing the medicines.

Song Jingmo found out suitable medicines one by one and sent them out, silently urging the brothers and sisters who had been languid after training for a whole day to start a new round of cultivation in this very considerate way.

Unexpectedly, Song Jingmo also kept a copy of the potion. She could not guess the type of potion by smelling it, but could only smell that many kinds of animal milk were used in it, and the potion was full of milky fragrance.

Unexpectedly, in Song Jingmo's heart, it was still the soft and fierce little tiger cub back then, and it was only reasonable for the cub to drink some milk.

After putting away the potion, he picked out a watermelon-flavored Bigu Pill, and Song Jingmo added spirit stones to the Spirit Gathering Formation to restore energy through practice.

On the second day, I still studied with Tutor Fu, and the content of today's course has changed a lot.

Yesterday, Teacher Fu was refining the medicine, and Song Jingmo helped.

Today, Tutor Fu provided some herbs, and Song Jingmo randomly selected herbs to refine a potion.

After carefully examining each herb, judging the year in his mind, and quickly recalling the effects of the herb, Song Jingmo quickly had the idea of ​​refining the medicine.

There is no recognized standard formula for all medicines, such as hemostatic medicines, as long as they have hemostatic effect, no matter what herbs are used, as long as the refined medicines can meet the standards of grade recognition, they are collectively called hemostatic medicines.

Song Jingmo, who felt that his level of refining medicine was not enough, chose to refine beauty medicine to be on the safe side.

This time there are no weeds that are everywhere in the wasteland, but there are herbs with better effects and more symptoms.

After taking out the needed herbs one by one, Song Jingmo covered his hands with spiritual power, which can replace his hands to do some more delicate and meticulous work, such as precisely cutting the parts of the whole herb that really need to be used, such as Take the pollen from a flower that hasn't fully opened yet.

Teacher Fu watched in admiration.

She watched Song Jing handle the medicinal materials like flowing ink and flowing water, and the processed medicinal materials were also placed neatly, without any clutter on the table. It was not the same table as when she was refining medicine alone.

Everything is ready, the only thing left is to refine the medicine cauldron.

"These alchemy cauldrons are available for you to choose from." Instructor Fu casually pointed to the shelf in the corner, Song Jingmo looked in the direction he pointed, and found a shelf full of alchemy cauldrons.

You don't need to look over to feel that the quality of those alchemy cauldrons is not bad. Song Jingmo shook his head and rejected Tutor Fu's kindness.

"No, I have a medicine refining cauldron." Taking out the medicine refining cauldron he was used to, Song Jingmo lowered his eyes, and started the first step of refining medicine without slowing down his movements.

Taking medicinal materials—extracting medicinal liquid—taking medicinal materials…

Soon, Tutor Fu discovered that Song Jingmo not only looked pleasing to the eye in the action of handling the medicinal materials, but also the action of refining the medicinal liquid and fusing the medicinal liquid to remove impurities was particularly eye-catching.

Every step was done carefully and meticulously, avoiding any mistakes that might lead to the failure of the potion refining. When the aroma of the medicinal liquid began to disperse, the person refining the potion had already lowered his eyebrows and eyes and divided the potions in the refining cauldron. into the potion bottle.

Regardless of the quality of the potion, a pharmacist who can refine potions with such care can definitely go a long way on the road of potion.

Teacher Fu believed in his own vision.

According to the rules, a copy of the potion refined by the students should be sent to the instructor for appraisal. Song Jingmo didn't know the rules, so he did it subconsciously.

Teacher Fu took the potion and found that the potion bottles in which Song Jingmo contained the potion were very special.

The potion bottle she used was already a standard high-end potion, but the potion that Song Jingmo refined was in a bottle made of high-quality spirit stone's part of the shell.

Such bottles can preserve potions very well, and Teacher Fu also has some, but they are only used to hold more precious high-grade potions.

By comparison, Teacher Fu had a vague idea of ​​how rich his temporary student's family was.

"What kind of potion is this?"

"Rejuvenating potion." Song Jingmo estimated the effect of the potion, and now he chose a name.

After smelling it, he matched the ingredients of the medicine smelled with the medicinal materials selected by Song Jingmo one by one. According to the medicinal materials, Tutor Fu simply judged that the medicine would not taste bad, so he directly drank the medicine in the bottle with his head up.

Not too strong floral and fruity fragrance, but also a trace of grassy and woody fragrance. I don't feel any other changes. The most obvious thing is that there is a faint fragrance in the breath.

A walking sachet?
Song Jingmo, as the refiner of the potion, and as the only witness of the changes before and after Teacher Fu took the potion, remained calm in his heart, emmm, and found a spiritual weapon mirror and handed it to Teacher Fu.

Teacher Fu, who never cared much about his appearance, looked at the person in the mirror, and touched his face in disbelief.

She felt, quite literally, glowing.

(End of this chapter)