Supreme Medicinal God

"Cough, Ye Xiaoyou, you came in such a hurry, but that pure Yang Fire Lotus has succeeded?"

When Ye Feng rushed to the Beijing suburban courtyard, the owner of the ghost city was already waiting at the door. After seeing Ye Feng, he coughed a few times with his mouth covered, and then asked curiously.

"Senior, it was not easy for me to find out the whereabouts of the pure Yang Fire Lotus. How can I live up to this good intention."

Ye Feng laughed and took out the pure Yang Fire Lotus.

"hiss……"

Seeing Chunyang Fire Lotus, the eyes of the owner of the ghost city suddenly light up.

This is a rare elixir for longevity and longevity. It is rare to see a strain in his spare time. Even if he is a master of the heavenly peak, but for the first time in many years, it is the first time to see pure Yang Fire Lotus.

The thought of Ye Feng was actually a pure Yang Fire Lotus harvested from the Jedi of Death Valley, which made him more emotional.

Even in the deepest part of his heart, a vague hope emerged.

Now that this young man has created a miracle, it may be possible to create another miracle.

"I wonder if you can prepare the fritillary fritillary and evening primrose?" Ye Feng asked again.

"Cough..." The owner of the ghost city coughed twice, and then nodded: "It's already prepared, just wait for you to start the alchemy."

Talking, the owner of the ghost city reached out and made a gesture of asking, and took Ye Feng into the yard.

"Senior, are you sick?" Seeing the ghost city master coughing badly, Ye Feng couldn't help but frown.

The ancient warrior was sturdy and rarely got sick, especially the peak of the heavenly level like the master of the ghost city. Waiting for idle diseases is even more difficult to invade the body, but now he is coughing and can not help but make people wonder.

"A few days ago, it was very cold and snowy. I was greedy for the snow scene. I went up the mountain and wandered around. Anyone who wanted to come back would get a cold wind." The owner of the ghost city shook his head with a wry smile, and his eyes were full of frustration: "It seems that the old man really is not convinced Not old..."

Ye Feng heard a few words with emotion.

Although the ancient martial artists are powerful, they are also human beings. There are still three disasters and six disasters.

But when he grows older, if he does not get a breakthrough, he will not be able to break the bottleneck, and he will not be much better than ordinary people.

Although wind chill is a minor illness, for the owner of the ghost city, it means that his body has entered an aging period without control.

If there is no breakthrough, maybe another ten years, or even five years, will be old, and the strength of the decline is no different from ordinary people.

"This is the medicinal material you want. I replaced it with the red hearth left by the naive master. In order to fear that your refining failed, I will replace the medicinal material for you."

After a few emotions, the owner of the ghost city took the fritillary fritillary and evening primrose from the cabinet in the house and handed it to Ye Feng.

Fritillaria cirrhosa is an elixir that lives in the desert. It is very similar in shape to the shell and has the effect of strengthening the veins.

And the mother-of-pearl found by the owner of the ghost city is full and gigantic.

As for evening primrose, it is a kind of grass that grows on cliffs where people are inaccessible.This grass can calm down, and is very mysterious. It grows out of the soil at the moonrise, absorbs the moonflower, and shrinks into the soil layer at sunrise to avoid the sun.

The evening primrose found by the owner of the ghost city has a length of leaves, and the moonlight silver veins on the leaves are very dense, almost turning the leaves into silver, and the medicinal properties are also excellent.

"Thank you senior."

After holding the two elixirs for a moment, Ye Feng overjoyed and arched his hand to the owner of the ghost city, and then said: "I don't know if you can have a natural gas stove here? Please borrow me to use it."

"You are going to use natural gas to refine the pill, and it is still Sipin Pill?!"

Ye Feng scratched his head and embarrassedly said: "I want to use the ground fire to make alchemy, but there must be a ground fire to let me use it..."

"Even if you don't have it for the time being, you can't just mess around. These materials are extremely precious, what if the refining is abandoned..."

The owner of the ghost city shook his head, and then said: "If you can wait, I will contact you again, find a sect, and help you excuse the face of alchemy, I should still have it."

"It's okay, I just need to improve the natural gas stove, it doesn't have to be so troublesome."

Ye Feng chuckled and signaled that the owner of the ghost city did not have to worry about this issue.

What he lacks most now is nothing but time.

"Now that you have decided, it is up to you..."

The owner of the ghost city saw Ye Feng with a firm attitude and had no room for manoeuvre. He had to take him to the kitchen and turn on the natural gas stove.

Teng!

The light blue flame burst out, but after rising to a high height, it could no longer climb up.

"I'm not ventilated here, I use a gas tank, it is difficult to reach the temperature required for alchemy." The ghost town owner said helplessly.

"It's okay!" Ye Feng waved his hand, then waved his hand, and got four spirit stones from Yao Wang Jie and placed them around the fire eyes.

"Vitality Stone!"

The owner of the ghost city saw Ling Shi, and his eyes suddenly froze, looking at Ye Feng in amazement.

"Yes, this thing is the vitality stone, but I prefer to call it the spirit stone." Ye Feng smiled, and then said: "When I inherited the inheritance of the naive master, he left a spirit fire formation, that is Specially deal with this kind of situation where alchemy is needed, but there is no suitable fire source at hand."

While chuckling, Ye Feng had more silver needles in his hands, and after pouring mana, he began to sketch on the spirit stone.

After a while, the four spirit stones suddenly rose up in mist, and then entered the flaming flame.

The moment the mist and flame touched, the swaying flame instantly changed from light blue to dazzling white, while the temperature increased rapidly, it also gave people a feeling of vigor and vitality.

"The naive man is really a wizard. This kind of spirit fire is heavier than earth fire!"

Upon seeing this, the owner of the ghost city was amazed and admired the innocent man.

In addition to admiration, his heart began to thump, his eyes gradually showing hope.

After three turns of the spirit fire, after the temperature gradually increased, Ye Feng took out the Dan furnace and placed it on the flames. After the Dan furnace was burned into a translucent bright red, he worked hard, took out the branches of Zhu Guo, and took it Broken, quickly thrown into the furnace.

laugh!

When the stem first came into contact with the firepower of the Dan furnace, a burst of green smoke emerged instantly, and then the whole body of the vermilion, such as the vermilion vermilion, immediately melted into a pool of red juice and kept rolling in the furnace.

Immediately after Ye Feng rubbed his hands, Fritillaria sibiricum was rubbed into fine sand-like particles by him, and sprinkled into the furnace.

In the blink of an eye, there are more golden stars in the red liquid, such as fire and stars, which is really touching.

When he smashed the leaves of evening primrose again and poured it into the red hearth, there were more crystal clear silver veins in the red liquid, intertwined with red, gold, and silver, which was dazzling and dazzling.

Not only that, but when the three are intertwined, there is a strong medicinal fragrance in the kitchen, which is full of beauty.

What kind of panacea is this?The elixir has not been exhausted, it is so touching, what if Cheng Dan!

The owner of the ghost city was short of breath, his eyes were fixed on the Dan Furnace, his breath was fixed, and he did not dare to miss a detail; and his heart shrunk into a mass at this moment, waiting for Ye Feng to put pure Yang Fire Lotus into the furnace. In one fell swoop!

(End of this chapter)