Chapter 601 You Take It

Ye Rufeng paused, but finally ignored her and let him follow her.

Walking to the bamboo house, he lightly raised his free hand, and a long and wide carpet appeared on the ground.

He carefully placed the spirit grass on top to avoid excessive damage to the spirit grass.

The whole body of spirit grass can be used to make elixir or powder.

Once they are unearthed, they can be used to make pills without cleaning at all.

Because the moment their roots are pulled out, they don't touch the soil, and their leaves and rhizomes are even more spotless.

What does he want to do?

Leng Xixue stood aside and looked at him, her eyes lit up instantly when she saw all the tools he showed.

He is not an alchemist, but a miller!
There is no title of miller in Lanling Continent, but in modern times, she is a miller.

A generation of gold medal agents, plus the identity of a flour miller, she is like a duck in water in modern times.

Countless people wanted to kill her, and countless people tried their best to protect her.

Compared with practicing alchemy, she is even more proficient at making powder.

It's just inconvenient to carry, but it's good for sneak attacking people.

"You used to know how to make flour, who did you learn from?" Leng Xixue took out her small modern tools, which are more convenient than Ye Rufeng's tools for making flour.

Hearing her question, Ye Rufeng remained indifferent, "Go or shut up."

Yu Guang inadvertently saw that she did it in one go, and made Xiao Shangao's powder in a short while.

Looking around again, she found that all the spirit herbs he had snatched from her had been made into powder by her, and he was only halfway through.

What speed is this...

Immediately afterwards, an 'ice bridge' appeared behind her, but unlike the bridge, one end of it was raised high, and it was probably a bridge no one could walk on.

He didn't understand what Leng Xixue used this for, but when he saw the high end of the bridge, he suddenly understood.

At that end was the spiritual herb nursery, different spiritual grasses were wrapped in Leng Xixue's ice and floated onto the bridge.

It slid down along the track of the bridge, and Leng Xixue quickly caught it.

In an instant, the few spiritual herbs in her hands turned into powder.

No matter how much Ye Rufeng didn't understand, he should understand in the end.

In order not to consume too much spiritual power, a "strange" bridge was transformed into a spiritual grass transportation.

Her whimsy is eye-opening.

"Where... where did you learn from?" Ye Rufeng couldn't help asking.

Leng Xixue glanced at him, ignored him, and continued to make powder.

The spirit grass is abundant, she doesn't have to worry about the shortage of spirit grass supply for whatever powder she wants to make, the process of making it is quite joyful.

Xiao Mian, didn't you tell me to shut up?

I'm dying of you!
A little devil appeared in Leng Xixue's heart, and she deliberately ignored him.

"Master, should you go?" Feng Lingqin couldn't help reminding.

Leng Xixue immediately stood up, ready to leave, Ye Rufeng looked at Leng Xixue suddenly got up and left with an inexplicable expression.

After walking for a few steps, Leng Xixue finally felt that it would not be good to leave without saying anything, so she turned around and said, "It's getting late, I have to go back to the lower realm, I'll leave it to you to fiddle with."

When Ye Rufeng heard this, there was no unnecessary expression on his face, but he packed the powder made by Leng Xixue in various small bottles.

Leng Xixue stood there quietly, watching his movements, wondering what he was going to do.

"Take it away." With a wave of his hand, dozens of bottles were stuffed into her arms.

(End of this chapter)

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