Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

Chapter 32

The three pots made of different materials are the same size, about half a meter high, and are filled with water to about seventy percent full.

There is no room for adults, so it is possible to put a child in it.It was a sin to have a child sit on that cast iron pot.Most of the exes have thought about destroying them, but Maura said that poison can harm or save people, it depends on each person's choice.

The person who used it was guilty, not the cast iron pot, so it remains to this day.

Sang Yue was more decisive and wanted to replace all the pots, but Mora said that they were sacred vessels refined by the first three witch masters themselves.Controlling them to refine medicine makes it easier for humans without magic power to get twice the result with half the effort, and the success rate of medicine is particularly high.

To put it simply, what she bought in the market outside were all mortal weapons, but these were magical weapons refined by wizards. How could they be compared?
So she gave up the idea unless she gave up the idea of ​​refining medicine.

At the moment, she was following the steps left by Maura for refining the medicine. She had to boil the water until it was three-thirds full before any vision would appear.And that vision was just the prelude to the medicine. She only needed to follow the steps step by step and have a little more patience to see the results.

In front of the big pot, with a fire burning underneath, she held a spoon with both hands and stirred, pouring her thoughts into the pot along the handle of the spoon.Something that is invisible and intangible like thoughts sounds quite mysterious, like the nonsense spun by charlatans.

Whether it is effective or not, she is verifying it herself.As for spoons, there are iron spoons and wooden spoons. She chose the wooden spoon.

The iron spoon obviously goes with the iron pot. There is a stone pot, but there is no stone spoon. The wooden spoon and stirring stick were whittled by Jennifer from thousand-year-old wood.It has been used for hundreds of years and is still intact, so it can be seen that they are treasures and it would be a pity to discard them without use.

However, you have to use an earthen stove to burn firewood.

This earth stove is a barrel-shaped stove, which is cut flatly in half for easy movement.When refining the medicine, create a stove and burn it inside the firewood pile to reduce the probability and scope of the fire.

However, that is when the stirrer is a wizard or witch.

Wizards and witches can even use magic to stir, without the need for manual operation.But for ordinary people, the scorching fire power that this earth stove can block is really limited, at least that's what Sang Yue thinks.

According to the steps of refining the medicine, she must stand next to the pot, stir constantly, and recite the incantation for refining the medicine.

Of course, she didn't recite the spell.

That spell is only effective when chanted by wizards, witches, or descendants with the blood of wizards or demons.It would be useless for ordinary people to recite it. Anyway, all the mortal masters in the past generations have recited it. It was precisely because it was useless that Mora added the spiritual spring.

Maura may be too familiar with the temperament of Muggle masters in the past, so she left her a special message.

It is said that reciting a spell can strengthen the willpower of the person who refines the medicine, making the potion's effect more in line with her expectations. This is the same as her, a mortal, using magic power for her own use.

Therefore, it would be safer for her to recite it.

Controlling magic power relies on the master's willpower and telepathy.The stronger the belief, the more comprehensive the effect of magic can be exerted.

For the potion, she couldn't leave the mixing spoon, so she would inevitably have to endure the flames that came out from the cracks of the earthen stove from time to time.She also had to be careful not to burn her pants. Fortunately, she knew how to dress carefully before playing with fire.

I specially changed into tight-fitting pants. Wearing a skirt is too dangerous, so I won't consider it.It's winter outside in Sangzhai, but it's not too hot or cold in the magic space, which is fine.

Because of the heat, she couldn't stay near the pot for a long time. She would move away from the pot from time to time to cool down for two seconds and then come back to spoon.The more times she did it, the more impatient she became, jumping away for two seconds and then back again, repeating this process, which made her physically and mentally exhausted.

The main reason was that the heat was unbearable, and my face was burned red and hot.

It doesn't matter, it will naturally cool down when your mind is calm.This is mung bean soup, which can clear away heat and detoxify, relieve summer heat and eliminate troubles.In order not to get bored while refining the medicine, she specially composed a song about the effects of mung bean soup, and she was dancing and humming in her heart at the same time.

Not to mention, the more you hum it, the smoother it becomes, and it’s almost become a brainwashing song.Because gradually, she actually felt that the fatigue on her body was gradually fading away.

This is of course an illusion. If the medicine is not finished, how can it be effective?

No wonder people outside said that she might have been the Fairy Miaoyin in her previous life, or that the God of Music descended to earth and experienced calamity. Otherwise, there is no way to explain why her singing has the effect of bewitching people.

She didn't think it before, but now she seems to be able to feel its beauty.Just as YY was sighing with emotion, she suddenly thought that she was still mute at this moment and did not hum.Therefore, the cool feeling on her body has nothing to do with the singing.Okay, since it has nothing to do with the sound, it has to do with the power of her thoughts.

It can be seen that this pot of medicine will definitely work.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt confident and danced even more energetically.I only occasionally let my mind wander and sigh, it’s so hot and tiring!Because she has to add firewood from time to time, and the speed must be fast, because the stirring cannot be stopped for too long.

Finally realized the pain of not having magic power, I hope the medicine she made is effective.

I really want to wake up Maura as soon as possible, and then bribe the servants as soon as possible!

Refining the medicine is too tiring, and she will have to plow the soil and cultivate again after a while... It will be too difficult for her without the blessing of magic power!
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With regard to willpower, she can persist for the duration of a song or the duration of a meal.But even if she persisted for a long time, even the power of her thoughts could not save her. It would be like killing her.

In order to see the vision that was the prelude to the medicine, she stirred her whole body and became numb.

The power of thought was like the breath of a dying person, intermittently and breathlessly pouring into the pot from the handle of the spoon she was holding tightly.

When the seven-percent-full water was boiled to three-thirds full, she felt like she was about to die.

Fortunately, when it is about three-thirds full, use a slow fire and take out the firewood that is burning brightly in the stove. Don't worry about the remaining two pieces that are burning red.

Persevering until now, even if she died in the next moment, she would still see the end. She turned around and staggered to the low wooden frame beside the wall.Quickly pick up the small porcelain spoon filled with spiritual spring water and pour it into the pot in three steps and two steps at a time.

This spoon was left to her by Maura. A full spoon is the amount that the human body can bear, no matter what medicine she made.

After pouring the spiritual spring water into the pot, she regained her composure, picked up the wooden spoon and continued to stir slowly.

As time passed by, and as the heat under the stove gradually diminished, her rather weak power of thought continued to hold on, and her eyes were fixed on the turbid liquid in the pot.

The turbidity is due to the mung beans being boiled apart, not dirty.

But now it was three-thirds full of water, boiled like this, and the disappointment in her heart was building up little by little.This is completely different from the potions on the grid shelf that emit sparkling light. It must have failed.

If you lose, you lose. At least you will have a pot of rich mung bean soup to drink when you wake up.

She smiled to herself and continued to stir expectantly until the fire went out.I don’t know how long I have been stirring, but the heat at my feet is getting lower and lower. I can tell without looking that the firewood in the stove is almost extinguished.

The heat of being criticized before was disappearing, and she became anxious instead.

It doesn’t matter, it’s not cold yet, so keep holding on.

Just as she was silently comforting herself, she suddenly saw several rainbow lights flashing across the turbid liquid in the pot.

Well? !

When she was stunned and confused, the stirring in her hand continued rhythmically, and the rotating rainbow light in the pot had turned into a bright green light.Gradually, the pot of mung bean soup became clear and turned into a pot of bright and transparent light green.

Dots of bright light scattered in all directions.

Sang Yue stared with wide eyes: "..." This, is this done? !

(End of this chapter)