Chapter 111

"First refine this medicine mud that can remove scars."

In a large vacant house in the villa, Ning Xiaolei sets out the medicinal materials snatched from Tianren hall by categories.

He found a big iron pot, lit the fire, and threw the corresponding herbs in according to the prescription.

This kind of medicine mud is made by Jinjiao and Yinjiao, who have nothing to do with themselves. It's based on Laojun's prescription. It's useless for those fairies, Buddhists and demons.

But for ordinary people, Ning Xiaolei believes that it must have a wonderful effect.

Correspondingly, the method of refining the scar removing medicine mud and the required herbs are also extremely simple. Just throw the herbs in and make them into a paste.

Originally, refining medicine mud needs Dan furnace. Ning Xiaolei doesn't have it for the time being, so he has to find a big iron pot to stew.

Stewed in the pot for about half an hour, a fragrance will float out.

Ning Xiaolei, who can't wait long ago, is overjoyed by the fragrance and goes over to put out the fire.

"Haha, it seems to be."

Uncovering the pot and looking at the light cyan medicine mud in the pot, Ning Xiaolei has a look of joy in his eyes.

"Uncle Zhang, come here." Ning Xiaolei calls Zhang jiuxuan who helps him.

Zhang jiuxuan didn't ask Ning Xiaolei what he was doing from beginning to end, and he didn't ask Ning Xiaolei where these herbs came from. He was very knowledgeable.

"What's the matter, young master?" Zhang jiuxuan is a wonderful person.

"Do you have any old scars?" Ning Xiaolei asked.

Although Zhang jiuxuan didn't know what Ning Xiaolei meant, he said honestly, "of course, people who practice martial arts can't avoid fighting. How can there be no scar?"

"Well, where is it? Maybe I can take it out for you." Ning Xiaolei was overjoyed and scraped the medicine mud in the pot with a knife.

"On the arm." Zhang jiuxuan vaguely understood Ning Xiaolei's meaning and rolled up his sleeve.

Looking at the ferocious and ugly scar twisted like a snake, Ning Xiaolei smears the medicine mud on the knife.

With a slightly nervous mood, Ning Xiaolei asked: "Uncle Zhang, what do you feel?"

"Cool, it seems that the medicine mud has entered my body." Zhang jiuxuan.

Without much time, all the mud on Zhang jiuxuan's arm penetrated into his skin, leaving nothing behind.

The ugly scar on the arm disappeared with the disappearance of the medicine mud.

Even the skin there becomes delicate, white and tender, like the skin of a newborn.

"Oh, my God, it's amazing. It's a magic medicine. Young master, you are so powerful."

Zhang jiuxuan is stunned and looks at Ning Xiaolei.

This young man seems to be more mysterious than he thought. Following him, he may have a chance to avenge his blood in this life.

"Hey, hey, it's good if it works. I'm going to get rich."

Ning Xiaolei showed a very happy smile and said: "this medicine mud is called traceless mud. Uncle Zhang, change a big iron pot. I want to continue refining."

"Well, young master, what about the traceless mud in this pot?" Zhang jiuxuan asked.

Ning Xiaolei thought about it: "find a manufacturer to order a batch of bottles and cans, put them all up, and open for sale in a few days."

Zhang jiuxuan moved to the big iron pot and contacted the manufacturer. Ning Xiaolei continued refining.

After no trace mud, Ning Xiaolei refined two kinds of medicine mud: Xugu mud and Zhixue mud.

As for the other prescriptions recorded in the manuscripts of Jinjiao and Yinjiao, they are more advanced. There are so many herbs in Tianren hall, and they don't have the materials to refine them.

"These three are enough!" Ning Xiaolei thought about it, but he didn't force it.

After being proficient, Ning Xiaolei asks Zhang jiuxuan to find dozens of large iron pots and start large-scale refining.

It took a whole day for Ning Xiaolei to make three kinds of medicine mud from Tianren hall.

"It's time to find Duman." Back to the room for a rest, Ning Xiaolei's eyes twinkled.