Honghuang: The Start Of The Game Starts With The Sign-In At The Nuwa Bedroom

Chapter 320

Facing Yang Mei Daoist’s overwhelming flattery, Chen Xuan laughed and accepted everything.

And then Hou Tu was anxious and pointed to the giant Ding and said, “Will I be able to release Sanyi now? I think he will be familiar with it in a while. At that time, there will be no need for him. .”

“Oh, yes, yes, yes.” Yang Mei Daoist was already immersed in the ecstasy of his daughter’s about to be rescued, and almost forgot about it. “The old way will let me go.”

After finishing speaking, he waved his big hand, and there was a muffled noise in the giant cauldron, and the white and fat Samyi that had been boiled flew out of the cauldron and landed on the ground.

Yang Mei waved his hand again to restore his closed five senses. Houtu cheered, stepped forward and hugged Sanyi, which made Chen Xuan envious.

“Big sis, what’s the matter with me?” Only then did Sam Yi feel his own body coming back, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Houtu’s joyful face, “Don’t you…don’t I need to die?”

“No need, no need.” Houtu rubbed the head of the ginseng doll vigorously, and said with a laugh, “You can live forever, as long as you don’t die, you can live to death!”

Chen Xuan: “…”

Yang Mei Daoist: “…”

Sanyi: “…”

Chen Xuan: So just your mouth, why do you let me say a few words?

Can Yi finally accepted this fact, which made him weep with joy. He knelt on the ground and whimpered at Yang Mei Daoist: “Can Yi thank you, master, thank you, master!”

Yang Mei Daoist quickly turned his body and pointed at Chen Xuan and said, “It is not me that you want to thank, but him. It was Zuan Daoist who saved your life.”

Then Chan Yi turned around again and kowtowed at Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan smiled and helped him up and looked at the stone box and said: “Well, it is not too late now, I will start refining Medicine Pill right away, and promise to return you a healthy and healthy daughter.”

Let Yang Mei and the others disperse, Chen Xuan looked at the giant cauldron, kicked it away, and took out the great cauldron from the sea of ​​knowledge.

Throwing Huang Zhongli into the Qiankun Ding, and then adding several other medicinal materials.

Hou Tu raised his hand: “I have a question to ask.”

“Say!”

“I just looked at the several medicinal materials you added. It seems to reduce the medicinal properties of this yellow plum. Are you sure you did not add it wrong?”

“Oh, do you still know pill refining?” Chen Xuan was very surprised. Didn’t it mean that the Wu Clan didn’t even have a brain, and actually understood this kind of advanced technology?

“Of course!” Houtu straightened his chest proudly, causing Chen Xuan’s eyes to jump up and down.

This witch race has no primordial spirit, and if it is injured, it can only be recovered by its own bloodline power.

Ancestral witches like Hou Tu, or great witches like Xing Tian and Zhu Rong are okay, but those of the Wu tribe with meager blood strength will not work, and they can only rely on the herbs that grow in the wild.

Therefore, in the prehistoric age, with regard to the understanding of medicinal materials, if the Wu clan said that he was second, no one would dare to say that he was the first-of course, Chen Xuan would dare.

“What do you know, pill refining is not the stronger the medicine, the better.” Chen Xuan sneered at this, “Even if I refine a pill that can be made saint by taking it, can she withstand the overbearing medicine?””I’m afraid that the medicinal properties have just been developed, she will burst and die, right?”

“The kinds of medicinal materials I added not only reduced the medicinal properties, but also slowed down the performance of the medicinal properties. Only in this way can they be fully absorbed by her.”

“Don’t bother me with pill refining, Big sis? If you have nothing to do, just squat and draw a circle!”

In Realm, the proudest Realm, Chen Xuan’s refutation of the incompleteness of the body made Hou Tu feel a failure. She really squatted in the corner, drew circles, and whispered in a low voice: “I will let you be fierce, I will let you You are fierce to me!”

Yang Mei Daoist listened to it in a cold sweat: He didn’t know the way of the ruler and his ministers, he only knew the nature of the medicine.

If I really do this, I am afraid that I will not be able to save my daughter, but will make her worse.

Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Yang Mei Daoist touched Sanyi’s head: “Master, I’m sorry.”

“Master, don’t say such a thing.” Sam Yi looked very sensible, “If it weren’t for you, master, I might not know where it is now.”

He was telling the truth. If it weren’t for Yangmei Daoist, this ginseng doll might be an ordinary ginseng seedling. It might have been overshadowed by some animal, and there will be today.

Yang Mei smiled, and pointed to Chen Xuan who was refining medicine: “Zuan Daoist is really right. One drink and one peck, there is a fixed number!”

Chen Xuan kept confirming the pill refining technique, carefully controlling the fire, for fear that this furnace pill would be scrapped.

Actually, I’m not afraid of losing that yellow plum or other medicinal materials-this yellow plum is extremely precious to others, but to Chen Xuan it is nothing but snacks.

The main reason is that if this furnace is scrapped, it will damage the tall and glorious image of Zuan Daoist.

In this way, time passed by one minute and one second, Yang Mei Daoist waited for ninety-nine or eighty days minus one day, only to see Chen Xuan suddenly whispered: “Get up!”

There was a muffled sound in the Qiankun Ding, and then there was a glow of light, and a yellow gas burst into the sky-if it weren’t for the depths of the Qilin Cliff cave, it would have dyed half of the sky yellow.

At this time, Hou Tu was a little confused again: “Why don’t you practice for nine, ninety and eighty-one days, so that you can refine a more perfect pill? If you change me to pill refining…”

Nine is the number of extremes. Nine, nine, eighty-one represents a great perfection. That’s why she said this-not just Hou Tu, even Yang Mei Daoist has the same question.

Chen Xuanbai glanced at her: “Do you think I don’t know the truth? But do you understand the truth about the moon’s profit and loss, and the prosperity and decline?”

“Leave a thread in everything so that you can meet each other in the future. No matter what you do is too perfect, it is not good. You will be jealous!”

When Yang Mei Daoist saw Chen Xuan’s gestures, they were faintly attached to the road, and he admired him even more.

After thinking about it, Houtu stretched out his foot and wiped it on the ground.

Chen Xuan asked suspiciously, “What are you doing?”

“Oh, nothing. I just drew ninety-nine-eighty-one circles to curse you, now I listen to you and erase one.”

Chen Xuan: “…”

Yang Mei Daoist: “…”

Regardless of this girl’s mischief, Chen Xuan took out a yellow pill from the Qiankun Ding and solemnly handed it to Yang Mei Daoist: “You take it, and feed it to your daughter. I promise to let her take the medicine. Get rid of the disease!”

Houtu raised his hand and asked, “Then what if something goes wrong?”

Chen Xuan stared at her fiercely: “If something goes wrong, I will take you here as compensation!”