Miss Poison Doctor

Chapter 452 Refinement
"Well...it's fine."

Seeing Feng Qingge shaking his head, Mr. Feng also smacked his lips. It was rare that he did not ask questions with a serious face.

"Girl, continue refining."

Taking a deep look at Feng Qingge in front of him, Elder Feng opened his mouth.

"Understood, teacher."

Once again, he turned his head and scanned the surrounding area carefully, and found that there was nothing unusual everywhere.

Feng Qingge nodded and sat down cross-legged again.

In the cave, tranquility was restored once again.

...

hum!
At an angle where the two and one beast could not see, bursts of faint humming sound suddenly spread like ripples from all around.

In the quiet cave, the light blue gemstone on the ancient bracelet on Feng Qingge's right hand flashed a bright light.

A silver electric light as thick as a thumb roared out, and with a "swish", it went into the clear water bead.

……

Inside the dry cave.

In the silence, as the flame in his hand continued to beat, sweat soon appeared on Feng Qingge's face.

In the black and simple medicine cauldron, the rich blue flame completely wrapped the golden iron stamen plant like a ray of breeze, burning slowly and slowly.

From a distance, it looks like a perfect work of art fluttering in the wind.

but…

Judging from the temperature emanating from that wisp of cool wind, no one would be foolish enough to treat it as an ordinary wind.

"Hehehe, this dead girl has really good understanding. Tsk tsk, she really deserves to be the girl my old man likes."

Looking at the dancing flame with satisfaction, Feng Lao smacked his lips with a smile.

"call."

At the same time that Feng Lao was full of narcissism, Feng Qingge had already exhaled softly, guiding the spiritual power in his body, and once again completed a cycle.

I felt that the spiritual power in my body that was originally exhausted was restored to fullness.

Feng Qingge smiled.

He stared down at the cyan flame in his hand, steadily controlled the temperature of the flame, and continued to refine.

It has to be said that the cultivation method taught by Feng Lao is very effective.

In the process of refining Gold Tie Ruilan, she clearly felt that the two attributes of fire and wood in the surrounding air were flowing through the meridians in an endless stream, rapidly replenishing the consumed spiritual power in her body.

"Girl, don't worry, keep controlling the temperature."

Seeing Feng Qingge staring at the unchanged herb, frowning slightly, Elder Feng opened his mouth to remind at the right time.

"Understood, teacher." Feng Qingge nodded.

Trying to stabilize my mind, I carefully refined the golden iron stamen.

About an hour later...

puff…

In the cave, on the surface of the golden iron stamen, there was a sudden puffing sound, and a wisp of brown-green smoke rose.

The original brown-green skin, including the stems and leaves, were all curled up by the flames.

"It's done."

Feng Qingge wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled.

Carefully controlling the temperature of the flame, it rose slowly.

puff!puff!puff!
A series of soft sounds of burning flames resounded clearly from inside the medicine cauldron.

With the crackling sound like firecrackers, a brown-green liquid began to drip slowly from the Tiramidium plant.

Hey!
A drop of brown-green mottled liquid dripped on the bottom of the medicine cauldron.

With the first drop...

There is a second drop, a third drop...

With the high temperature of the flame, the mottled liquid dripped down like light rain, and gathered into a shallow puddle at the bottom of the medicine cauldron.

And the originally fertile and shiny Golden Tie Ruilan began to wither and curl up gradually.

Finally, with a "poof", it turned into a handful of powder, which was cleaned out by the special device on the medicine cauldron.

　Thank you again for your sincere and sincere rewards~ Meme da~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)