Cultivating immortals is not as good as alchemy

Chapter 229 Sick?

The steward was looking forward to Fu Xiaoyun's return soon.

Unexpectedly, Fu Xiaoyun walked into the auction room in the next second.

This can be regarded as a dream come true, right?
The steward's hands were trembling with excitement, the savior had finally arrived, he could no longer be threatened.

Fu Xiaoyun saw that the state of the few people seemed not right, and asked curiously, "What's going on?"

Chen Feng and Tang Youyi warned the steward with their eyes.

The steward's heartbeat quickened, and he said quickly, "It's nothing, it's nothing, I'm just chatting."

Fu Xiaoyun nodded, no doubt about him.

"Is there any order during this time? Bring it to me to see."

She just couldn't stay idle for a moment, and she just came back thinking about refining the elixir.

The steward took out a thick stack of orders from the drawer and sorted them out quickly.

The categories have already been divided, so sorting is very fast.

While tidying up, the steward explained, "Because I don't know how long it will take for you to come back, so there are not many orders."

"Most of the orders are not urgent and can wait for a while."

Fu Xiaoyun took the completed order and looked down.

"You are back now, do you want to continue taking orders for this order?"

Fu Xiaoyun thought for a while, "Well, let's continue."

The order this time is indeed not too much, and it is about the same as her order in the previous three to five days.

She has been here for at least half a month, and she thought that there would be countless orders waiting for her.

Unexpectedly, it was actually okay.

If the refining is faster, it should be finished in a few days.

If you refine it slowly, you should be able to receive the next wave of orders.

There will be no idle time in between.

In a very short period of time, Fu Xiaoyun roughly made a refining plan.

……

In the VIP room.

Fu Xiaoyun was refining the elixir with ease.

She has seen almost all the pills that are required to be refined on the order.

There is no technical content, it is very simple, so simple that she can refine it with her eyes closed.

(This is what Fu Xiaoyun dared to say)

(The majority of ordinary refiners: shut up, you)
This day, she finished refining all the orders, and seeing that it was still early, she began to refine the latest rare pill that she had learned.

Food for thought.

She didn't have all the materials needed to refine spiritual food, and she was still short.

As soon as she came back, she told the steward to prepare a copy.

If it is not difficult to collect, it is best to prepare more.

Prepare as many copies as you can, there are plenty of Lingshi.

Fu Xiaoyun = rich woman
Fu Xiaoyun thinks that she has no shortcomings, the only shortcoming is that she is not short of money.

(Are you speaking human language? I beg you to be human.)
Now that the materials are all in order, there will be no problem in refining.

One furnace after another, until all the materials were consumed, Fu Xiaoyun stopped refining.

Fu Xiaoyun looked at his alchemy furnace with unsatisfied interest.

It's all because the steward collected too little material.

The steward downstairs, who was checking the accounts, sneezed inexplicably.

The steward touched his nose, puzzled.

What's the matter, is it a cold?
It shouldn't be, I haven't been sick for many years.

As long as a monk embarks on the path of cultivation, it is impossible for minor illnesses such as colds to appear.

Spiritual power circulates in the body, the power from heaven and earth, how can it be sick.

Ordinary people's practice is equivalent to breaking away from the scope of ordinary people.

At this time, monks can only cause varying degrees of damage to their bodies if they fight with fellow monks.

The steward couldn't figure it out, so he checked the accounts again.

Fu Xiaoyun took all the refined order pills downstairs.

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(End of this chapter)