Cute little fairy: Brother, is that enough?

Chapter 247 Doubt

Gu Miaomiao took a deep look at him, grabbed his wrist and began to feel his pulse.

Mo Lu struggled for a while but didn't break free, looking at him with dodge eyes.

Yu Yin got up and took out the demon detector, turned it on, and started to detect in a circle within a radius of ten miles, and set up the array to prevent monsters or monks from entering by mistake.

Gu Miaomiao became more and more puzzled in her heart. After a while, she let go of Molu's hand, and lowered her eyes to find the pill furnace, medicinal materials, and ground fire from the storage bag.

He raised his hand to clean up the ground, threw the pill furnace on the ground, and the ground fire ignited the warm furnace.

Straws of medicinal herbs danced at the fingertips, and flew into the alchemy furnace from the hand.

The flames sometimes get bigger and sometimes smaller, Gu Miaomiao concentrates on concocting medicinal herbs, adjusting the flame, paying attention to
Occasionally, when the temperature needs to be lowered, spring water is drawn from the storage bag or injected into the alchemy furnace or poured on the alchemy furnace to cool down.

Looking at her alchemy technique, Mo Lu wondered, "If you want to lower the temperature, just use ice or remove the fire?"

Gu Miaomiao rolled his eyes at him, and said: "Use ice directly, the cooling speed is too fast to affect the efficacy of the medicine, and the fire can't be removed, so the temperature inside the pill furnace must be maintained."

Molu propped his chin and watched Gu Miaomiao alchemy. The not-so-pure ground fire made him shake his head: "You have already built the foundation and still use first-grade ground fire? Qingyang Sect won't give you a change?"

Gu Miaomiao looked at the flames, pondered for a moment, it was time to cultivate the true fire of life.

Seeing that Gu Miaomiao didn't answer, Molu was bored and asked, "Why did you match up with that person? By the way, what's the situation? This is the spirit world, why did people from the demon world call here?"

"I don't know." Gu Miaomiao stared at the pill furnace seriously, and said lightly: "I met the demons when I came back, and I haven't relaxed at all until now. I don't know the specific situation."

"Oh." Molu also had nothing to talk to, and didn't expect to know the result. Seeing the herbs scattered all over the ground, he picked one up and asked, "What kind of medicine is this?"

"Dracaena." Gu Miaomiao replied casually without looking at it.

Mo Lu grabbed the dragon tooth grass and asked, "How to make it? Tell me, and I will make it."

Gu Miaomiao glanced at him, looked down at Dan Lu and said, "Concentrate."

Alchemy requires concentration...

This is not talking to yourself.

Mo Lu pursed his mouth in grievance, leaned against the big tree with his head down and closed his eyes to rest his mind, secretly nourishing the wound with the spiritual power running in his body.

The fragrance of the medicine gradually drifted out, but Gu Miaomiao frowned. It was not good. She quickly pinched a few finger tips, and spiritual power poured into the pill furnace to control the fusion of the medicine liquid. Trembling, a smell of paste floated out.

Gu Miaomiao was in a bad mood instantly, she took a deep breath and continued to make alchemy.

After half an hour.

"puff"

Another smell of paste wafted out, Gu Miaomiao clenched her fists tightly and looked at Molu, wondering where the two alchemy problems came from.

She raised her hand and picked up a medicinal herb to continue refining.

"Stop practicing." Molu opened his eyes and looked at Gu Miaomiao's face. It was true that he was injured, but Gu Miaomiao's internal injuries were not serious. He grabbed her hand, put the herb aside, and said, "It's not you. The problem of alchemy techniques. You are injured, which directly affects alchemy. You should rest and recuperate."

Gu Miaomiao broke away from his hand, picked up the herb and continued to concoct it, but her spiritual power was running again, and her meridians were aching.She sank into the sea of ​​energy with her consciousness, and checked her body bit by bit.

Xiaojian lay lazily at the feet of Fa Xiang, his consciousness traveled to his mind along the damaged meridians, the branches of the small tree were all drooping, and the only nine leaves were all yellow, hanging droopingly on the branches, It seems to fall anytime.

(End of this chapter)