My crazy concubine is super defiant

Chapter 582 Arranging Spiritual Herbs
General Murong's Mansion.

Once back in your own yard.

Murong Jiu leaned towards Ah Man and Ling Feng, and gave simple instructions.

Then he got into the room and practiced behind closed doors.

"Ow."

In a quiet room.

Murong Jiuqing just sat cross-legged on the bed.

The little fur ball immediately "owed" and jumped into Murong Jiuqing's arms.

"Kiss master, those things you bought just now, quickly show me, show me."

The little hairball rubbed against Murong Jiuqing's chest, while excitedly urging.

Today in Liuli Pavilion and Nanguo Auction House.

Kiss the treasures bought by the owner, every little fur ball is extremely greedy.

Now that there is no outsider in the room, it can't help but urge it immediately.

"it is good."

Murong Jiu stretched out his hand dotingly, and tapped the little furball's head.

Then he wiped the spirit ring with his right hand, and a lot of things appeared in front of him quickly.

"Ow."

When the little fur ball saw the spiritual herbs on the bed, it immediately cheered.

Rolling on the spot, it rolled directly into the pile of spiritual grass.

On the mattress made of spiritual grass, the little fur ball rolled happily, not to mention how comfortable it was.

While basking in the sun cheerfully, it looked east and smelled west.

From time to time, he used his claws to scratch the spirit grass in front of his nose twice, having a great time playing.

Murong Jiuqing looked at the happy look of the little furball, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She let it roll happily in the pile of spiritual grass.

Murong Jiu tilted his head and looked at the string of glazed magic bells in his hand.

In mid-air, a white jade-colored bell was small and delicate.

Under the sunlight coming in through the window, it looks even more crystal clear, and every side is full of brilliance, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Murong Jiuqing took the bell in his hand and shook it lightly.

A burst of crisp and pleasant bells came to the ears quickly.

"This string of glazed illusion bells, since the previous owner was a pharmacist, there must be something unusual about it."

Murong Jiu listened to the crisp sound of bells, the corners of his lips twitched.

She lowered her head cautiously, and hung the string of glazed phantom bells on her wrist.

Jingle, jingle...

As soon as the two small bells were hung on the wrist, a gust of wind blew over.

The bell was blowing with the breeze, and a series of crisp bells immediately rang on the wrist.

Amidst the melodious ringtone, Murong Jiu smiled and looked away from his wrist.

She lowered her head and picked up the little fur ball on the bed.

Then stretched out his hand, and carefully looked at the spirit grass, carefully identifying and sorting it out.

Time, following Murong Jiuqing's movements of arranging the spiritual herbs, passed quickly.

After more than ten minutes, those messy spiritual herbs were finally sorted out.

Murong Jiu let out a long breath.

He reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

In front of her, different types of spiritual herbs were neatly lined up.

A strong medicinal fragrance emanated from the spirit grass.

Murong Jiuqing pointed to the spiritual herbs in front of him, and asked the little fur ball.

"Little Fuqiu, these spirit herbs, can you help me refine them into different spirit liquids?"

"Kiss master, what do you want to refine them for?"

The little furball raised a soft and cute animal face, and asked wonderingly.

Murong Jiuqing replied with a smile.

"Of course it is to batch refine the marrow-washing liquid."

When she was picking up the spirit grass just now, she had thought about it carefully.

The number of these spirit herbs is too large, and the proportions are not easy to distinguish.

It's better to let the little fur ball use the power of Xuantian Pearl to refine them into different spiritual liquids.

Then, she will fuse these spiritual liquids together again.

(End of this chapter)