Traveling Through the Stars

  Chapter 2383 Hit a string of small fireballs

  Wen Xiao couldn't help but smile, Luo Bi was not worried about his refining materials, and asked Feng Ling: "Let me see, don't let others move."

  Robi’s temper, Feng Ling knew well, and nodded in response: “Don’t worry, no one touched you.”

  Luo Bi thought that it was one. He picked up the tender bamboo and showed it to Wen Xiao: "Does your family have this tender bamboo? Cui bamboo, green bamboo, and emerald bamboo will work. I will use it for refining, and you will have some."

  Wen Xiao shook his head quickly: "No, don't be fooling around, no one has ever used tender bamboo as a refining material."

   is unwilling to pull it, Luo Bi is impatient, Wen Xiao’s apartment may not be there, Wen Yao must have planted bamboo at Zhi Huangxing’s house: "You have never seen a lot of things, how can you know if you don’t try."

  She tried using tender bamboo.

  Wen’s little fireball came to play, greeted Luo Bi who was going home, and called Auntie, what are you going to do?

  Robi didn’t want to lead it: "Don’t follow me."

  Why don’t you let me follow? Little Fireball called your aunt, just follow you. The little fireball of Wen Jia followed with whispers, and when he got outside the studio of the talented teacher, little fireball looked curiously, and Luo Bi curled his mouth.

  Back home, Robbie picked and picked among the energy flowers, and Wen's Little Fireball followed along. Luo Bi didn't care about it either. The energy of the green delicate flowers was soft, pulling two trees. The energy of the green bamboo flowers and orchids was similar to that of the green delicate flowers, pulling a few of each.

  After pulling out the flowers, Luo Bi hesitated in front of the bamboo, and then broke a handful of tender bamboo.

  Robi sorted out a bit, packed the bamboo and flowers, and returned to the combat team headquarters with Wen's small fireball after ten minutes. The children of the Zhu family had just rested for a while, and when Luo Bi came back, they all leaned over to take a look.

  "How did you pluck out the flowers and plants so well?" Zhu Xingshao looked sad.

  Robi did not speak, her thoughts were very confused, she found a small bamboo knife from Lingzhi that specializes in processing Lingzhi and medicinal plants, cut the blooming flowers, and then cleaned the leaves on the flower stems.

  Zhu Xingjie’s mouth twitched, and Luo Bi lifted his chin: "Go and put the flowers in the small medicine refining pot."

   "What?" Zhu Xingjie thought he was listening.

  Luo Bi looked at him and arranged: "You use a small refining pot to refine flowers, Zhu Xingsu, you refine leaves, Zhu Xingzhi, you refine stalks, Zhu Xingshao, you refine flower roots."

  A group of children from the Zhu family were dumbfounded: "???"

  "What equipment do you want to refine?" Zhu Xingshao asked in a daze.

   "I don't know." Luo Bi said to him lazily.

  Zhu Xingshao: "······"

  The children looked at each other, and they all looked at Zhu Xingjie. Zhu Xingjie nodded. The children carefully put away the flowers, leaves, stems, and roots of the flowers and put them in their small medicine pots.

  Look, you can’t do it well without reminding you once. Robbie exhales: "First rinse with spring water."

So, the children took out the flowers, leaves, stalks, and flower roots again, and rinsed the small medicine pot together. Move back to the original refining space, shake the water drops, and put the flowers, leaves, stems, and flower roots in.

  Qin Yilang and Yang Zaixiang gave the Zhu family a small fireball. The Wen family’s small fireball watched it for fun, and happily shot a string of small fireballs. Zhu Xingrong hurriedly coaxed it away.

  Robi observed back and forth in the furnace, and estimated that it was almost the end, and the Zhu family child completed the refining.

  Zhu Xingsu opened the furnace and saw that the flowers were still flowers, and they were not refined into equipment or anything.

  The children looked at Luo Bi blankly. When Feng Ling and Qin Yilang looked at the situation, they knew it was unreliable, and they had never seen anyone refining it in this way.

  (End of this chapter)