Miss Poison Doctor

Chapter 1447 Improvement of Alchemy Technique

Time, minute by minute.

With Feng Qing singer, the movements are refined and integrated skillfully.

In front of her, a large handful of low-grade pills had already been piled up, and the number was still increasing rapidly.

Healing pills, God-returning pills, spirit-gathering pills...

More than a dozen kinds of colorful elixirs are densely mixed together, which is dazzling.

At this moment, if a third person sees the scene in front of him.

You will be so shocked that your eyes will pop out.

oh my god...

These are rare and precious pills on the market.

Although the grade is not very high.

But the appearance of so many pills together is simply a rare spectacle of a hundred years, okay?
And what's even more unbelievable is that...

These elixir, which seemed incomparably precious to others, were just randomly placed by Feng Qingge in a deep plate that he found out from nowhere.

The length of the plate is about the square of two palms, half the depth of a finger.

It is more appropriate to say it is a square box rather than a plate.

The elixirs refined by Feng Qingge were randomly piled up in the box in such a mess, forming a hill-shaped spire.

As more and more pills piled up, the box was gradually unable to fill.

A lot of elixir with a round body and a faint spiritual energy on the surface has already rolled down from the top of the spire, rolling towards the big golden nanmu bed.

If someone else sees Feng Qingge being so reckless.He will definitely raise his head unwillingly and yell at the sky that God is not fair.

Depend on!
I have seen rich and powerful people, but I have never seen such rich and powerful people.

she she she...

She actually threw so many precious pills in the box at will.

Does she really think these are Chinese cabbages that can be seen everywhere?

Throwing it everywhere without paying attention to it?
Luxurious and spacious bed.

Feng Qingge closed her eyes tightly, still controlling the flame in her hand, and kept refining the elixir that was fused into the purple lotus fire cauldron.

After refining so many pills at once, she has no intention of stopping at all.

Still moving his hands slowly, he controlled the flame in the Zilian Fire Cauldron, slowly and steadily burning the medicinal materials in the cauldron.

At a certain moment, Feng Qingge waved her right hand again.

After refining a large handful of pills, they quickly continued to pile them into the box in front of them.

Refining...integrating...into pills.

Refining...remelting...

Feng Qingge just controlled Bing Ningyan in her hand, waving her hands in the air like a cloud and flowing water.

As time passed by every second.

Feng Qingge kept repeating the movements of refining the elixir.

In this boring and monotonous process.

She was very surprised to find that the bottleneck of her alchemy, which had been stagnant for a long time, began to loosen miraculously.

"Great. If this goes on like this, within a month, my alchemy skills will go a step further."

Sensing keenly the loose bottleneck in her body, Feng Qingge uttered in her heart, very pleasantly surprised and joyful.

Thinking of the usual, Feng Lao's familiar and skillful appearance when he was refining the elixir.

Feng Qingge let out a long breath immediately, and withdrew her heart full of joy.

Try to keep yourself in this mysterious state.

Then he controlled the Bing Ningyan in his hand, and quickly refined and experienced it.

(End of this chapter)