Di Jiye is now in a state of difficulty to protect himself, Fenghuang actually asked him to entrust another pot, he can only turn a blind eye, otherwise there is no way to keep the pot in his hands.

The third prince looked at Di Jiye furiously: "Third brother, why are you so petty and fussy? So what can you do if you help her more. Look, I have been controlling the temperature, and I haven't asked your team to change it." hand."

Di Jiye remained expressionless and didn't reply, he just focused on the potion of his own potion, hoping that it would be done quickly so that he could turn to stare at Fenghuang's pot.

Fenghuang was also a little sad, she had been trying to curry favor with Di Jiye, but Di Jiye seemed to avoid her like a scourge, it was really heartbreaking.

She complained: "It's not for me alone, as long as I can support, I will not let you help me. I really exhausted my spiritual power, so I have no other way to ask you to help." [

Seeing Di Jiye's tail stretched straight, Yuan Feiyu stepped forward and touched it with his hand. Di Jiye's tail quickly wrapped around Yuan Feiyu's little hand, and he held it before letting go.

Yuan Feiyu said: "It's not that he doesn't help you. You all know that he is a first-level pharmacist. This is a second-level medicine. He is very difficult himself, and he can't help you. If you really can't support it , shall I try it?"

"Try it, can you release your spiritual power, can you condense the silk of spiritual power? Now is the middle stage of medicine practice, you need to constantly stir the silk of spiritual power to the medicinal materials, and you can't let the medicinal materials get on the bottom of the pot. It needs to be boiled until soft and rotten. Can you do it? Hmph, don’t think that you are omnipotent because you are lucky enough to guess two emerald crystals. What qualifications does a trash who can’t even release spiritual power have? Come and practice medicine instead of me." Fenghuang vented all his anger on Yuan Feiyu.

Yuan Feiyu thought to himself that if it wasn't about Space New York solving the problem of everyone going out, who would be bothered to chat with you.

Fenghuang could only support himself with all his strength, and continued to use his spiritual power to practice medicine.

With the help of the third prince's fireball technique, the anti-rot and muscle-removing potion began to boil. The white potion vapor tightly wrapped the whole tree, and the death breath of the tree of life was drawn and scattered in the air. The grass was instantly stripped of its greenness and turned yellow and gray. Fortunately, when Di Jiye chose the site, he moved away from the woods and came to the rocky area.Otherwise, the surrounding trees will probably die.

"Hey, the tree of life seems to be getting smaller." Qiu Xiaobao said.

Sure enough, in the thick fog, the tree of life seemed to be shrunk by the potion, and became only one-third of its original size. Even so, it was still an extremely huge tree stump, but the entire height was only [-]/[-]. About ten meters away, it is far from the towering majesty it was the first time I saw it.

After Dijiye practiced the pot in his hand, he poured it into the pit, floated over to touch the tree trunk, bent his fingers, and tapped it a few times, making a pleasant metal-like tinkling sound. The trees are much stronger, which is not proof that their treatment is effective.

The third prince also blew away the white mist while carefully controlling the temperature, so that a large group of onlookers in the magic palace could see more clearly.

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