Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort

In the pill furnace, it is like another world.

Like chaos, the furnace wall, which was scalded by the fire, was glowing red.

In the furnace, the breath was hot, and different medicinal materials, under the operation of a pair of transparent hands, gradually turned into masses of powder and began to merge with each other.

'boom--! ’

A muffled sound came from the pill furnace.

Mu Qingge slowly opened his eyes, condensing the pill furnace with black smoke.

Failed.

The herbal medicine that has been refined into powder has now turned into a burst of black smoke and melted into the pill furnace.

Pursing her lips, Mu Qingge did not start again immediately, but summed up the experience of the previous failure. She had expected that she would not succeed in one shot, so she prepared very herbal medicine.

In other words, she can try ten times in a row, and if it fails, she will restart the previous steps such as picking and dispensing medicine.

In fact, these previous processes can be done by Yaotong.

However, Mu Qingge felt that he had received the inheritance of the Pill God. In the process of refining medicine to make pills, he has already taken the lead. However, at the same time, she also lost the opportunity to have close contact with herbs, so she had to complete the cumbersome steps in front of her personally to deepen her understanding of drugs.

After taking a break for tea time, Mu Qingge tried to refine medicine again.

boom!

Boom!

Bang bang bang!

Failed, failed again!

Mu Qingge's beautiful little face was darkened by the black smoke coming out of the furnace.

The herbs on the table have all been emptied, but she has not even successfully refined a pot of powder.

Patting the dust on his clothes, Mu Qingge stood up, walked to the medicine cabinet again, and started picking medicine...

"Refining medicine is more difficult than I thought." Mu Qingge said to himself.

Her tone was very calm, not discouraged, nor annoyed by constant failure.

It seems that she never doubted her talent for refining medicine and making pills.

Well, she thinks so in her heart. Since the Pill God passed on to her, it means that she still has the talent in this area, otherwise, given the vast power of the Pill God, there is no reason to pass it on to someone who has no talent for refining medicine.

With this belief, Mu Qingge prepared another fifteen medicinal materials.

Having been in the alchemy room for a day and a night, Mu Qingge put the prepared medicinal materials in order. He did not start refining the medicine immediately, but began to immerse himself in spiritual energy cultivation.

Long time use of mental power has made her head dizzy.

Therefore, she needs to change her mind.

At this time, cultivating one's own spiritual power is naturally the first choice.

The peak of the Huang Jing, to other people, may already be very good. But for her, it was still too weak.

Waking up from the practice, the night has passed.

Mu Qingge ate something and continued to refine medicine...

Repeatedly, Mu Qingge stayed in the room for five days and six nights.

When the sixth day arrived, Mu Qingge, who was immersed in cultivation, did not wake up like before, but frowned, and the spiritual energy fluctuated greatly.

Suddenly, a dazzling yellow light appeared on her body, as strong as gold, directly illuminating the entire room.

If it weren't for this room without windows, maybe the yellow light could spread outside, making people outside think that a sun had fallen in the room.

The golden yellow light lasted for a stick of incense, and then it gradually faded, but the color changed.

The original yellow gradually changed towards green light...

After a while, the yellow light wrapped around Mu Qingge's body disappeared. Instead, a faint green glow moved around her body cleverly, setting off her whole body like a jade person.

After a while, the green light melted into Mu Qingge's body and disappeared. In the room, there is no longer a dazzling yellow light, nor a faint green light.

Mu Qingge slowly opened his eyes, his closed lips opened slightly, and he exhaled a turbid breath: "Beginner Green Realm."

She didn't expect that in the past few days, she concentrated on refining medicine. She didn't have much improvement in refining medicine, but allowed her to break through and enter the green realm from the peak of the yellow realm.

After regaining his good mood, Mu Qingge started refining medicine.

For her, the advancement in the martial arts is no longer worth her fuss, unless she wakes up overnight, she can become the legendary purple realm.

After practicing in the previous few days, Mu Qingge became more proficient in the steps of refining medicine.

Nowadays, she doesn't need to use the medicine to weigh at all, she can accurately take out the quantity of medicine based on the feel of her hand. Even when dividing the medicine, there is no need to carefully select one by one. With a wave of the sleeve, the unqualified herbal medicines are naturally excluded.

Prepared the medicinal materials, Mu Qingge threw them into the pill furnace again——

The transparent little mental hands flexibly guided various medicinal materials into powder in the pill furnace and gradually merged.

With previous experience, Mu Qingge seems to have found the law of fusion of powder. It is good to have medicines against each other, but as long as you find one of the breakthroughs, you can dissolve the medicines against each other.

The process of integration, Mu Qingge proceeded extremely slowly.

She is not afraid of failing again, but must carefully observe each process of integration.

Fifteen kinds of medicinal materials are required to refine Qingxin San. This kind of fusion is not a simple addition of fifteen medicinal materials, but a multiplication of multiples.

The further the fusion is, the more likely it is to fail.

The first few times of fusion, Mu Qingge spent easily.

Even in the middle few times, relying on the previous failure experience, she passed without risk.

Soon, the last fusion came.

As long as the fusion is successful this time, she can refine the first batch of powder.

Mu Qingge was already sweating faintly between her forehead, she input more mental power into the pill furnace, protecting the somewhat unstable powder.

In the pill furnace, the transparent little hands forcibly incorporated the last powder of medicine into it.

Suddenly, the fused medicinal powder shook violently.

A pair of small transparent hands struggled to surround the powder, as if the powder that was shaking violently was a Rubik's Cube.

Finally, the powder gradually subsided.

A burst of medicinal fragrance spread from the pill furnace, causing Mu Qingge to open his eyes quickly, and the clear eyes suddenly appeared: It's done!