Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort

After returning from Taolin, Mu Qingge let Youhe and Huayue guard the gate of the garden, and no one was allowed to come in and disturb. All three meals a day are delivered to her room, and then come to clean up.

In the side room of Mu Qingge's room, the small room was filled with medicine cabinets on three walls.

The name of the herbal medicine is written on each drawer.

In the middle of the room, there is a three-legged medicine cauldron and a long table, which can be used to dispense medicine and make preparations before refining medicine.

Mu Qingge stood in this room, looked around, nodded in satisfaction.

In the inheritance of the pill god, to learn how to make pill, the first thing is to learn the most basic refining medicine.

Follow the steps of the pill recipes with different amounts of herbal medicines, assisted by mental power, and refine them through the pill furnace. Only when ten furnaces are refined, ten furnaces are obtained, and the powder is not consumed, can it be regarded as mastering the basic steps of making pills, refining medicine.

Only when this step is really done can you be considered the first step in the path of refining medicine, and you can try to refine low-level medicine.

The so-called low-level pill is basically like the golden sore medicine, Huoxue San, and the like that Mu Qingge once knew. If you want to be more vivid, it is the cold medicines and Xiaoshi tablets that the previous family kept.

Although low-level pills are of low grade and mediocre effectiveness, they are rare in Qin. It should be said that in Qin, there are more medicinal soups and medicaments than medicinal pills.

Because Qin has almost no alchemists. The few people were also supported by the royal family and large families to make alchemy for them. The refined medicines are all middle and low-level pills. Among them, there are many low-level elixirs, and intermediate elixirs are rare.

At the beginning, Mu Xiong took out the pill to save Mu Qingge, and no one in Qin State could refine it, let alone possess it.

Everything was prepared, Mu Qingge stretched out, as if he was about to show off his skills.

Turning to look at Mo Yang, who has arranged everything here secretly, she said: "This is a good thing, but remember to keep it secret, even the old man can't say it."

"Yes." Mo Yang nodded without hesitation.

In terms of obeying Mu Qingge's orders, he did a better job than You He and Hua Yue.

Waved, Mu Qingge said: "You go down first, I didn't tell you, don't come in if anything happens."

Mo Yang responded, turned to leave the room, and closed the door.

The room was filled with the smell of various herbs, which made Mu Qingge extremely uncomfortable. But in the end he endured it.

"Isn't it just refining medicine to make pills? I don't believe how difficult it is!" Mu Qingge moved his limbs, walked to the long table, and began to recall the basics of getting started in inheritance.

"First pick the medicine, divide the medicine, weigh, grind, and finally refine!"

After mastering the steps of refining medicine, Mu Qingge lifted up his sleeves and started doing it!

What she wants to refine is the simplest Qingxin San.

The effect of this medicine is to concentrate and calm the nerves. The effect is similar to the soothing aromatherapy of the previous life.

Thanks to the blessing of the Pill God's inheritance, she doesn't have to bother to remember those thousands of herbs that have various effects and complement each other. The most basic pharmacological knowledge was engraved in her mind, and she couldn't forget even if she wanted to.

It can be said that if someone and Mu Qingge knew more herbs than anyone at this time, then the most powerful alchemist on Linchuan mainland could not compare to her.

However, if it is better than refining medicine to make pills, any apprentice can defeat her.

Taking out the herbs for refining Qingxin San from the medicine cabinet, Mu Qingge sorted them one by one with a clear mind.

After that, he carefully selected the grass clippings and some herbs that had developed malnutrition.

After the medicine is picked up and divided, the weighing starts.

In this tedious process, Mu Qingge sighed in his heart: refining medicine to make pills is really an errand that combines physical and mental strength. The most important thing is that you have to endure loneliness.

Because this process is so boring!

With her lips pressed tightly, Mu Qingge stared at the scale on the medicine scale, weighing the last herbal medicine.

After the current preparations have been prepared, three hours have passed.

After Mu Qingge used up the food delivered by You He in the middle, he sat cross-legged in front of the pill furnace.

According to the inheritance of the Pill God, it is not easy to refine different herbs into powder and blend with each other. Because of the different properties of the medicines, accidental collisions will cause the fryers to fail.

Moreover, this step can only be completed by relying on spiritual guidance. To extend one's mental power into the pill furnace, coordinate the fierce collision between different powders, and guide them to dissolve.

Therefore, before proceeding to the next step, Mu Qingge must cultivate his energy and accept the challenge.

After a stick of incense, Mu Qingge gently opened his eyes. A gleam of light flashed through her clear eyes. At this time, her mental power was very full and she was ready to refining medicine.

Taking a medicine of Qingxinsan and placing it in front of him, Mu Qingge opened the lid of the pill furnace.

Pull out the fire fold, throw it into the fire stove under the Dan furnace.

Suddenly—the dry wood and fire oil that had been put in it burned.

The orange flame leaped upward, and the outstretched tongue kept licking the bottom of the furnace.

Feeling the pill furnace warming up, Mu Qingge threw the first herbal medicine into the pill furnace.

Mental power is a very vain thing. Those who can feel it naturally know what it is. And those who can't feel it, no matter how others describe it, they can't understand what it is.

For Mu Qingge, mental power is no stranger.

The transparent mental power like a tentacled, quietly stretched out from her eyebrows, stretched towards the pill furnace, entered into it, turned into a baby-like hand, playing with the herbs in the pill furnace...