Excellent doctor: The best pharmacist
Chapter 119 The Heat of the Soul
Chapter 119 The Heat of the Soul
Hearing what everyone said, Fei Cui didn't hesitate anymore, just ignored the elder Zong, walked to the side, put the jade box in front of her, and sacrificed her jade box, which she had hardly used since she bought it. The few times I used it, it was all because of the lavender jade body medicine furnace that I had to use.
Stuffing the whole Rongling grass into the medicine stove, Fei Cui closed his eyes, began to mobilize all his mental power, focused on the medicine stove, and used his soul power to activate the medicine stove, thereby refining the spirit. Grass.
In fact, the art of heart training sounds very complicated. To put it bluntly, it is to use the heat of the soul instead of firepower. You must know that the hottest thing in this world is the source of life, and the power of the soul is born from the source. Power, especially the soul power of a spiritual master, since the day Fei Cui saw the theory of mind training, she has been thinking about how hot the power of the soul will be, but because there is no carrier, she can't use it with her hands. Touch it or feel it.
This heart training was the first time for her to intuitively feel the rage and heat of the power of the soul.
As time passed, Fei Cui's forehead also began to secrete a thin layer of sweat, which was somewhat unbearable. No matter how strong the mental strength was, it could not withstand the consumption of direct burning.
Her complexion was getting worse and worse, and her complexion was getting whiter and paler. Wang Junlin, who had been protecting her by her side, was a little frightened, afraid that before the medicine was refined and given to Fang Wanxiu, he would indirectly save his little life. Fei Cui himself died one step ahead.
"Why isn't it better?" Elder Zong was really worried about Fang Wanxiu, and he didn't care whether Guan Feicui was better or not. What he valued was medicine!It's medicine!He needs the medicinal solution of melting spirit grass to help their Fang family's precious lump, instead of caring about an unknown girl here.
"Even if it's not good, so what?" Wen Tianmo, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and adjusting his breath, slightly opened his eyes, looked at Zong Lao, and there was a trace of coldness in his tone. Cui's condition is getting worse and worse, but even in this situation, this old man is still thinking about that medicine?
"Hmph, do you think she can hold on to the delay?" Elder Zong was not afraid of Wen Timmo, and said in a cold voice. He might have been a little bit jealous of Wen Timmo before, but now he accepts it. Wen Timmo, who was seriously injured, is a tiger whose teeth have been pulled out, so there is nothing to worry about.
Even if they were annoyed and decided not to give him the spirit melting potion, he could just grab it, so what?
"..." Wen Tianmo was silent, turned his head to look at Fei Cui, his eyes were full of worry, after a while, he still spoke to Wang Junlin and said, "Junlin, find a way to interrupt her."
Interrupting the pharmacist while she was concocting medicine is naturally a very dangerous move, ranging from injury to death, but compared to watching Fei Cui die from exhaustion, Wen Tianmo would rather let her suffer A little injury.
Wang Junlin has many means, and there are some gadgets that can wake Fei Cui up relatively gently.
"Okay." Wang Junlin also felt that Fei Cui's condition was getting worse and worse, and he looked like he might be exhausted at any time. After a while, without Wen Tianmo's words, he probably couldn't help but make a move.
Fei Cui cannot be allowed to sacrifice his life for an irrelevant person.
"You dare!" Of course, Elder Zong couldn't let Wang Junlin and the others interrupt Fei Cui. Just as Wang Junlin and Wen Tianmo saw Fang Wanxiu as an "irrelevant person", in his eyes, Fei Cui was also a throw away It was just a tool, her life and death meant nothing to him.
Of course Wang Junlin couldn't beat Elder Zong, seeing him make a move, he could only stay where he was, and drew a protective spell to block his attack, but even so, he still staggered back a few steps.
When Wen Tianmo found out that Elder Zong had shot, he didn't care whether he was seriously injured, so he stood up and dodged in front of Wang Junlin, and directly slapped the elder Zong's spiritual attack with his palm.
"Pfft...cough, cough cough." Another mouthful of blood spattered, and Wen Tianmo's face changed, feeling the severe pain coming from his internal organs. He knew very well that his situation had reached a certain point. It was so bad that all the organs were on the brink. If Zong Lao attacked again at this time, he might not be able to hold on.
"Don't worry about me, old man, if you dare to do anything again, I'll add ingredients to this concoction." Fei Cui was shocked by Wen Tianmo's vomiting blood, and worked very hard to operate the medicine furnace to collect the concoction. , while not forgetting to threaten Zong Laodao, looking at Wen Tianmo's weak appearance, Fei Cui only felt that his heart was pierced by something, and it hurt.
I want to reach out to help, but there is a medicine stove at hand, and I can't get out at all.
Hearing Fei Cui's words, Elder Zong immediately withdrew the attack he was about to make up, snorted coldly, rolled down his sleeves, and turned to watch the battle between Dao He and Qingxiu's mummy.
At this time, the fight between Daohe and the mummy has finally revealed a clue of winning or losing. The Qingxiu mummy is also an old wood that has been asleep for many years, and its flexibility is not very good, and how can a mummy consume energy? How about a young spiritual master who has taken Fang elixir?
How long can it last? In fact, this mummy is also very good, but even so, it still has to die after all. Under the continuous heavy punches of Daohe, the mummy finally let go of the spiritual shield that has been resisting so hard. Let the fists fall on the body, while the limbs are swaying weakly, and the body falls from the air to the ground.
Taking advantage of the victory, Daohe rushed to the mummy's body and threw his bow left and right. I don't know how many times he smashed it until the face of the mummy on the ground was smashed to pieces. Not to mention the brows and eyes, the head and tail could not be seen clearly. arrive.
As if he breathed a sigh of relief, Dao He suddenly lost his mind, looked at the mummies under him that had become a puddle of flesh and blood, pondered for a while, then fell to the ground with a bang, and fell into the bloody water of the mummies below him, gasping for breath, Consciousness has been completely blurred.
In the end, the effect of Fang Xiandan will always retreat, and the huge pain will be fed back to the internal organs, but at this time, Dao He has no strength to twitch and cry out in pain, so he can only hope that he will die soon, so... And be free from pain.
"Alas..." Zong Lao, who was watching from where he was, sighed slightly when he saw the end of the battle and the rice grains that had fallen to the ground, and finally added in a low voice: "Let's live in an ordinary family in the next life. at least at ease."
Born in the royal family, the ending has been fixed since the day of birth, live for the royal family, die for the royal family...
(End of this chapter)
Hearing what everyone said, Fei Cui didn't hesitate anymore, just ignored the elder Zong, walked to the side, put the jade box in front of her, and sacrificed her jade box, which she had hardly used since she bought it. The few times I used it, it was all because of the lavender jade body medicine furnace that I had to use.
Stuffing the whole Rongling grass into the medicine stove, Fei Cui closed his eyes, began to mobilize all his mental power, focused on the medicine stove, and used his soul power to activate the medicine stove, thereby refining the spirit. Grass.
In fact, the art of heart training sounds very complicated. To put it bluntly, it is to use the heat of the soul instead of firepower. You must know that the hottest thing in this world is the source of life, and the power of the soul is born from the source. Power, especially the soul power of a spiritual master, since the day Fei Cui saw the theory of mind training, she has been thinking about how hot the power of the soul will be, but because there is no carrier, she can't use it with her hands. Touch it or feel it.
This heart training was the first time for her to intuitively feel the rage and heat of the power of the soul.
As time passed, Fei Cui's forehead also began to secrete a thin layer of sweat, which was somewhat unbearable. No matter how strong the mental strength was, it could not withstand the consumption of direct burning.
Her complexion was getting worse and worse, and her complexion was getting whiter and paler. Wang Junlin, who had been protecting her by her side, was a little frightened, afraid that before the medicine was refined and given to Fang Wanxiu, he would indirectly save his little life. Fei Cui himself died one step ahead.
"Why isn't it better?" Elder Zong was really worried about Fang Wanxiu, and he didn't care whether Guan Feicui was better or not. What he valued was medicine!It's medicine!He needs the medicinal solution of melting spirit grass to help their Fang family's precious lump, instead of caring about an unknown girl here.
"Even if it's not good, so what?" Wen Tianmo, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and adjusting his breath, slightly opened his eyes, looked at Zong Lao, and there was a trace of coldness in his tone. Cui's condition is getting worse and worse, but even in this situation, this old man is still thinking about that medicine?
"Hmph, do you think she can hold on to the delay?" Elder Zong was not afraid of Wen Timmo, and said in a cold voice. He might have been a little bit jealous of Wen Timmo before, but now he accepts it. Wen Timmo, who was seriously injured, is a tiger whose teeth have been pulled out, so there is nothing to worry about.
Even if they were annoyed and decided not to give him the spirit melting potion, he could just grab it, so what?
"..." Wen Tianmo was silent, turned his head to look at Fei Cui, his eyes were full of worry, after a while, he still spoke to Wang Junlin and said, "Junlin, find a way to interrupt her."
Interrupting the pharmacist while she was concocting medicine is naturally a very dangerous move, ranging from injury to death, but compared to watching Fei Cui die from exhaustion, Wen Tianmo would rather let her suffer A little injury.
Wang Junlin has many means, and there are some gadgets that can wake Fei Cui up relatively gently.
"Okay." Wang Junlin also felt that Fei Cui's condition was getting worse and worse, and he looked like he might be exhausted at any time. After a while, without Wen Tianmo's words, he probably couldn't help but make a move.
Fei Cui cannot be allowed to sacrifice his life for an irrelevant person.
"You dare!" Of course, Elder Zong couldn't let Wang Junlin and the others interrupt Fei Cui. Just as Wang Junlin and Wen Tianmo saw Fang Wanxiu as an "irrelevant person", in his eyes, Fei Cui was also a throw away It was just a tool, her life and death meant nothing to him.
Of course Wang Junlin couldn't beat Elder Zong, seeing him make a move, he could only stay where he was, and drew a protective spell to block his attack, but even so, he still staggered back a few steps.
When Wen Tianmo found out that Elder Zong had shot, he didn't care whether he was seriously injured, so he stood up and dodged in front of Wang Junlin, and directly slapped the elder Zong's spiritual attack with his palm.
"Pfft...cough, cough cough." Another mouthful of blood spattered, and Wen Tianmo's face changed, feeling the severe pain coming from his internal organs. He knew very well that his situation had reached a certain point. It was so bad that all the organs were on the brink. If Zong Lao attacked again at this time, he might not be able to hold on.
"Don't worry about me, old man, if you dare to do anything again, I'll add ingredients to this concoction." Fei Cui was shocked by Wen Tianmo's vomiting blood, and worked very hard to operate the medicine furnace to collect the concoction. , while not forgetting to threaten Zong Laodao, looking at Wen Tianmo's weak appearance, Fei Cui only felt that his heart was pierced by something, and it hurt.
I want to reach out to help, but there is a medicine stove at hand, and I can't get out at all.
Hearing Fei Cui's words, Elder Zong immediately withdrew the attack he was about to make up, snorted coldly, rolled down his sleeves, and turned to watch the battle between Dao He and Qingxiu's mummy.
At this time, the fight between Daohe and the mummy has finally revealed a clue of winning or losing. The Qingxiu mummy is also an old wood that has been asleep for many years, and its flexibility is not very good, and how can a mummy consume energy? How about a young spiritual master who has taken Fang elixir?
How long can it last? In fact, this mummy is also very good, but even so, it still has to die after all. Under the continuous heavy punches of Daohe, the mummy finally let go of the spiritual shield that has been resisting so hard. Let the fists fall on the body, while the limbs are swaying weakly, and the body falls from the air to the ground.
Taking advantage of the victory, Daohe rushed to the mummy's body and threw his bow left and right. I don't know how many times he smashed it until the face of the mummy on the ground was smashed to pieces. Not to mention the brows and eyes, the head and tail could not be seen clearly. arrive.
As if he breathed a sigh of relief, Dao He suddenly lost his mind, looked at the mummies under him that had become a puddle of flesh and blood, pondered for a while, then fell to the ground with a bang, and fell into the bloody water of the mummies below him, gasping for breath, Consciousness has been completely blurred.
In the end, the effect of Fang Xiandan will always retreat, and the huge pain will be fed back to the internal organs, but at this time, Dao He has no strength to twitch and cry out in pain, so he can only hope that he will die soon, so... And be free from pain.
"Alas..." Zong Lao, who was watching from where he was, sighed slightly when he saw the end of the battle and the rice grains that had fallen to the ground, and finally added in a low voice: "Let's live in an ordinary family in the next life. at least at ease."
Born in the royal family, the ending has been fixed since the day of birth, live for the royal family, die for the royal family...
(End of this chapter)
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