The beauty of this deity is the best in the world of self-cultivation

Ye Shangqiu pursed his lips lightly, just such a small movement, also caused the muscles on his face to move, and there was a familiar and sharp stabbing pain from the almost healed wound, with a bit of intensity Fishy and sweet taste.

He frowned, lowered his eyelashes, and skillfully took out a piece of clean cloth from the storage ring and pressed it on the wound on his left cheek. The black blood that flowed out quickly soaked through the thin layer of cloth, It also stained his palms with a sticky feeling.

Ye Shangqiu changed one piece of dry cloth after another with his face unchanged, and he was relieved when the stinging pain on his face finally subsided and there was not much blood on the removed cloth. A firework the size of a grain of rice shot out, and it hit the pile of cloth on the ground that was dyed an extremely ominous color by black blood——

The white flame with a bit of cold breath instantly wrapped the pile of cloth, and the cool temperature continued to radiate from the flame, and soon the walls of the cave were covered with a layer of water vapor.

However, although the temperature of this flame is not as high as that of the gas stove for cooking at home, in fact its temperature is not low.The pile of cloth soaked in black blood almost burst into flames when the group of flames enveloped them, but in an instant, these cloths were all reduced to a pile of ashes, and then were burned by the pan The white flames burned completely, leaving not even a speck of dust.

Ye Shangqiu's face turned pale, he raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat off his head, then groped in the storage ring, found a bottle of elixir, lowered his head to smell it, and took the elixir inside He poured it out and swallowed it in one gulp.

The elixir exuding a faint aura melted in his mouth, and the pure aura poured into Ye Shangqiu's limbs and bones almost instantly, wrapping him warmly.

However, if it is broken, it is broken. His current body has already suffered great damage. The broken dantian can't bear too much aura, so it can only intercept the aura so small that he can absorb the rest. The inexhaustible spiritual energy escaped with his breath and merged into the space between the heaven and the earth.

It's just that the little leftover is enough for the current Ye Shangqiu to recover some strength.

Compared with his previous cave, his current cave is desolate and lonely. Without the interference of others, Ye Shangqiu finished refining the remaining effects of the elixir, stood up, and opened the gate of the cave casually. closed.

The little tree spirit who had just been waved back by Ye Shangqiu was hiding in a field of flowers and plants. Seeing Ye Shangqiu's door closing brightly, she became a little anxious. The branches on the tree hurriedly ran towards the palace where Xu Yingshan lived.

Ye Shangqiu stood behind the stone gate, watching this scene through the restriction set up earlier, his face was calm.

This little tree spirit... was brought back by him when he was training outside a few years ago.

At that time, because the little tree spirit touched a kind of elixir by mistake, it smelled of that elixir on its body, so it was chased and killed by a group of monks who were looking for the elixir as someone who stole the elixir. Well, when Ye Shangqiu met it, it was just at the time when the oil was exhausted, and the monks couldn't find anything on it, so they threw it in the grass by the side of the road, and let it live on its own self-destruct.

Ye Shangqiu originally didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but this little tree spirit grabbed his sleeve, with ardent hope in his eyes, which reminded him of what happened many years ago, so he took out a elixir , saved its life.

It's just that the grace of saving lives is still not worth the temptation of benefits.

Little Tree Spirit, Xu Yingshan, Qingdu Peak...

Ye Shangqiu smiled slightly, the smile affected the wound on his face, and also brought back his Feiyuan mind.

The most important thing now is to deal with his own injuries first.

If he still wants to continue to practice...the broken dantian and the damaged soul are impossible to avoid.

And the bruises on his face.Although he still doesn't know what that Qingdu Peak disciple used to injure him, but judging from the changes in the wound in the past few days, it must be stained with something that can directly corrode the Golden Core cultivator.

There are not many types of elixir in Xihe's small world, as long as he looks hard, he should be able to find it...

As long as he has time.

Ye Shangqiu turned around and didn't look behind him any more. He walked directly into the inner room, took out the alchemy furnace he used to make alchemy from the storage ring, and some elixir that he had kept before, and put them aside.

With just such a few simple actions, a thin layer of sweat broke out on Ye Shangqiu's forehead, and his face was frighteningly pale.

However, his eyes were very calm, clear and bright, so bright that no one dared to look directly at him.

"Pfft." A light and snow-white flame suddenly appeared in front of Ye Shangqiu. With a touch of Ye Shangqiu's fingertip, the flame fluttered in the air, and obediently flashed into the alchemy furnace.

The flickering fire illuminated the alchemy room like daytime, and the cold breath slowly spread out from the alchemy furnace, covering Ye Shangqiu's body with a thin layer of frost.

Ye Shangqiu raised his hand to take a elixir, lifted the furnace cover with the other hand, and the cool flame instantly wrapped the elixir inside, licking the ancient and deep furnace with its pale and gorgeous color.

As he sank his mind and practiced the exercises, the broken dantian in Ye Shangqiu's body began to tremble continuously, and the dantian that was already on the verge of collapse let out a mournful sound under his constant squeeze, as if he was about to be unable to resist. As if the pressure was about to explode, the powerful shock force made Ye Shangqiu's already dilapidated body crash even more miserable.

A trace of bright red blood gushed out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, which set off his beautiful and terrifying face even more strangely.

However, his temperament is pure and quiet, his expression is calm and composed, reflecting the delicate eyebrows and huge scars, and the bright red blood stains stained his face, on the contrary, he has a strange beauty, accompanied by the rhythmic beauty of his hands His actions are simply irresistible.

"Chi..." There was a soft sound from the furnace, Ye Shangqiu frowned, raised his hand and lifted the furnace cover, the cold air permeated from the furnace, and a pinch of off-white powder sank at the bottom of the medicine cauldron , without any scent of panacea.

Failed.

Ye Shangqiu was not surprised by this result.He can mobilize less than [-]% of the real energy in his body now, and his spiritual consciousness has also been compromised by the conspiracy of that Qingdu Peak disciple, and his strength has long been inferior to before.

However, in the process of refining medicine, in addition to being extremely demanding on the qualifications of the monks themselves, the requirements for true energy and spiritual consciousness are not much different.Whether it is manipulating the different fire or fiddle with the elixir, it needs enough real energy and spiritual consciousness to pour into the medicine cauldron, control the temperature in the furnace, and observe the changes of the elixir.

Now...he almost cut off the possibility of continuing to be a pharmacist.

Ye Shangqiu stood up, put away the Xuanbing Glazed Fire, walked to the side of the medicine cauldron that was still covered with frost, stretched out his hand, touched a little bit of the dregs of the elixir, and held it in front of him for a look. Hold it for a while, then put it on the tip of your nose and smell it.

The color is off-white and the smell is slightly bitter. When you rub it with your fingers, it feels smooth and seems to have spiritual power flowing...

This is a half-waste of medicine dregs.

Ye Shangqiu's eyes moved slightly, and he took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, but he didn't pour out the half-waste medicine dregs from the furnace, instead, he squeezed two pills down with the residual temperature in the furnace.

The two elixirs that he crushed were the elixirs that Xu Yingshan had received before, and they were the elixirs that he refined seven or eight years ago when he first started refining medicine.

These elixirs may be regarded as high-grade in the eyes of ordinary monks, but from Ye Shangqiu's current perspective, these elixirs, no matter in appearance, efficacy, or the techniques used in refining them, are all very important. Unavoidable huge flaw.

He still had some elixir that he had refined before, so it was naturally impossible to eat these elixirs that were not considered good in appearance and grade.Instead of dusting them off in a storage ring, give them a try...

After merging the split soul, Ye Shangqiu naturally also had the memory of the split soul.The aura on the earth is indeed thin, but on the other hand, the mortals on the earth have also developed another path from this.

Perhaps it was because Ye Shangqiu was a pharmacist, after the split soul left the body and went to the earth, it was drawn by the main consciousness, and most of the things it learned were related to pharmacy.

And these things are not necessarily useless in the realm of comprehension.

Inside the medicine cauldron, the off-white medicine dregs and the dark green elixir fragments slowly condensed together under the only remaining temperature in the cauldron, turning into a pale bluish-white color.

A faint scent of medicine began to emanate from the medicine cauldron.

Ye Shangqiu's current situation is not optimistic. In order to save the true energy in his body as much as possible and avoid putting more pressure on the crumbling dantian, he directly removed the protection on his hands, leaving only a thin layer of true energy Covering it on his fingers, he took out a thin and long jade spoon from the storage ring, burned it once with the black ice glazed fire, and probed into the medicine dregs in the medicine cauldron.

The texture of the jade spoon was warm and firm. It was barely touched with half a spoonful of medicinal ash before Ye Shangqiu picked it up.

The fused medicine dregs and broken pills turned into a semi-fluid shape under the action of the remnants of the Xuanbing Liulihuo, and after shaking it lightly, the viscous medicine liquid was gently rippling in the spoon All of a sudden, the dark and solid waste underneath was exposed.

Ye Shangqiu carefully separated the liquid medicine from the waste residue. After careful selection of the liquid medicine condensed from a large group of medicinal residues and broken pills, only a small puddle like a bottle cap was left, and the medicinal fragrance was extremely strong.

"It's a pity..." Ye Shangqiu quickly cleaned up the waste, looking at the pool of liquid medicine suspended in mid-air like fine nectar, he felt a little regretful.

There are no other instruments.

If there are other instruments, there may be more things to try.

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I want to pick up a little apprentice to come back to raise~