Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 105 Refining Medicine Pills
Not surprisingly, Fan Qingtian compromised, and Li Mie nodded slightly, "Then you can call me Li Mie, the pavilion master made me feel a little awkward from your mouth."

If Li Mie’s words were heard by his subordinates, they would probably think that the sky is falling. No one dared to call him by his name, even the Pavilion Master was cautious. Now he actually took the initiative to let people call his name. Isn’t that true? Want to scare a bunch of people to death?
"Li Mie, I have something to do. The Tianhai Gonggong will take good care of you for this king these days." Fan Qingtian didn't mean to dismiss Li Mie, anyway, just follow his wishes, so that Li Mie can quickly propose as soon as possible. After three dates, she won't have to be restrained by him like this.

Hearing this, Li Miemei Peak moved slightly, and then said, "No need, I'll follow you."

Before Fan Qingtian finished speaking, Li Mie said again, "Qing'er can refuse, but she can't refuse my footsteps."

It is obvious that Fan Qingtian is determined, and whether Fan Qingtian agrees or not, Li Mie is determined by Fan Qingtian.

Frowning involuntarily, Fan Qingtian didn't know if it was a mistake for him to agree to Li Mie's exchange conditions, this Li Mie is also a troublesome figure like Death God.

A cold light flashed across his eyes, and Fan Qingtian said flatly, "Then do as you please, but don't disturb my work."

The corner of Li Mie's mouth spit out a word with a smile that was not a smile, "Okay."

Qixin Peak, a mountain peak that is neither high nor short, has towering and huge trees on the top of the mountain surrounding a circular open space on the top of the mountain.

A small wooden house was also built in the woods, which looks quite like the residence of a mountain expert.

At this moment, an alchemy furnace about two meters high and one meter wide was placed in the vacated space.

Eight lifelike and different dragons are engraved on the alchemy furnace, and the dragon heads and pearls are all protruding from the furnace mouth. This alchemy furnace is exactly the eight-pole alchemy furnace that Fan Qingtian got from Qianji Pavilion.

Beside the alchemy furnace, a man in a white magnolia lace robe stood facing the wind.

The man's handsome and exquisite Wuguan couldn't find any flaws, his tall and thin body, wearing this white robe, had a kind of breezy temperament like the descending of a fairy.

But those amber eyes filled with disdain for all sentient beings were mixed with the awe-inspiring aura of a king, and one could not help but feel surrender at a glance.

And the person in front of him is Fan Qingtian who came to retreat to practice alchemy.

This place is a mountain peak outside the frontier fortress. When Fan Qingtian set off to find the alchemy furnace, he chose this mountain peak with the aura of heaven and earth, and gave way to the sea to make a space.

Buhai was also very considerate and sent someone to build a log cabin for Fan Qingtian to rest by the way.

And because refining the elixir requires absorbing a lot of spiritual energy, if the elixir is not blessed with spiritual energy, the efficacy of the medicine will be greatly reduced by half, so Fan Qing chose this place with the most abundant spiritual energy to refine alchemy.

Turning his head and glanced at the cabin behind him, Fan Qingtian also admired Buhai's carefulness, otherwise Li Mie followed her and stared at her alchemy would be really uncomfortable.

Fan Qingtian has always been used to being independent. In the past, when her master watched her concocting medicine, she would inevitably be nervous. Once she was nervous, she would make mistakes, so she always didn't like to let others watch her work, even if the master made her become a god. God of the Light Pagoda, she still lets others teach those new disciples, and she will not demonstrate it to her disciples herself.

Although others said that she was a little arrogant, Fan Qingtian didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Instead of letting everyone see that she couldn't make the most perfect things, it would be better to just let those people say whatever they wanted.

Withdrawing all his thoughts, Fan Qingtian concentrated and calmed down, and then saw Fan Qingtian's hands transforming, and a complex pattern was printed on the ground.

Alchemy needs to be extremely quiet and concentrated, and Fan Qingtian set up this pattern to prevent someone from sneaking up and disturbing her alchemy.

The formation pattern emitted a faint goose yellow light, and Fan Qingtian stood calmly in the middle of the formation pattern, and the faint goose yellow light shone on Fan Qingtian's body, making him more immortal.

With a wave of one hand, an internal force lifted the lid of the alchemy furnace, and Fan Qingtian threw thousands of herbs from the ground into the alchemy furnace.

The lid of the alchemy furnace was put back on, and Fan Qingtian moved the yin and yang with his hands, and stepped on the seven-star colorful cloud step with his feet. Suddenly, the sky and the earth were surging, and Fan Qingtian's hands were continuously absorbing the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth. It poured into the dragon's mouth of eight dragons, forming a very strange dreamy scene.

At this moment, the medicinal herbs in the furnace were drawn by the spiritual energy, and all of them floated in the furnace.

If an alchemist sees Fan Qingtian refining thousands of medicinal herbs together in one go, he will be so surprised that he would like to jump off the cliff. One must know that it is very difficult to control more than a dozen medicinal herbs to be refined together, let alone thousands of medicinal herbs.

And if he knew that Fan Qingtian wanted to condense these thousands of herbs into various pills in one breath, then he would be inferior because he would never want to stay in the world and lose the face of being an alchemist.

It would be strenuous enough for other alchemists to refine one pill, but Fan Qingtian also refined several kinds of pills in one go, so why didn't this kill those alchemists.

Staring at the alchemy furnace with full concentration, Fan Qingtian's eyes clearly could see the situation inside the alchemy furnace with the help of spiritual power.

It is really difficult for Fan Qingtian to refine thousands of pills in one breath, because her current spiritual power and internal energy are not enough, but if Fan Qingtian wants to refine them one by one, it will cost her more More time, what she needs most now is time, so Fan Qingtian would rather consume all the power accumulated in his body from the divine source, and refine these pills in one go.

Stimulating the internal force in the body, Fan Qingtian wrapped a wave of internal force around the body of the alchemy furnace, and a transparent light blue flame rose from the alchemy furnace wrapped by the internal force.

The flame instantly made the alchemy furnace start to heat up, and at the same time, the herbs in the alchemy furnace also began to wither.

The spiritual energy and internal force were continuously poured into the alchemy furnace. After stabilizing, Fan Qingtian withdrew his moving hand, his body flew backwards, and stopped at the edge of the pattern. Fan Qingtian then sat cross-legged He landed on the ground, closed his eyes, and put the thumbs and middle fingers of both hands together on his thighs.

At this time, a faint blue and white aura lingered on Fan Qingtian's body, and the two auras entangled with each other and turned into a thin thread, which was continuously poured into the alchemy furnace.

Clearly feeling the situation in the alchemy furnace, Fan Qingtian's internal and spiritual power controlled the medicinal materials in a leisurely manner, and began to refine the essence of the medicinal herbs step by step.

The withered herbs and medicinal materials are constantly shrinking, and finally a drop of emerald green medicinal juice is squeezed out abruptly. The emerald green medicinal juice is like a crystal gem without a trace of impurities. This is also the extraction of the best medicinal essence .

As Fan Qingtian continued to refine the essence of these medicinal materials, ten days had passed in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)