Chapter 622

Another day later, Yan Meiniang finally returned to the cave. She had caught seven or eight kinds of herbs in her hand. She looked a little embarrassed and scratched many places on her body.

However, her beautiful face was red and excited. She was full of a sense of achievement about her medicine collection.

"Qin Yi, the girl named Shiyun, how's the injury?"

Yan Meiniang glanced at the still sleeping poetry and asked Qin Yi.

"Her elixir field is broken. I helped her repair it yesterday. It's recovering well."

Qin Yi said lightly.

"Did you help her repair the Dantian?"

Yan Meiniang looked at Qin Yi strangely. She knew medical skills. Obviously, she knew what to do first to help a person repair the Dantian?

After touching his nose, Qin Yi helplessly turned his eyes: "Yan Meiniang, don't look at me with this kind of eyes. I didn't do anything bad. I just didn't want to see her become a loser, so I had to help him repair the Dantian."

"Oh..."

Yan Meiniang gave a long cry. Obviously, she didn't believe Qin Yi's words very much.

A vigorous young man repaired the elixir field for a beautiful girl, but he must open the acupoints in the most hidden place of the girl now. Can he not move a little crooked mind?

"What herbs are you picking? How effective? "

Qin Yi was too lazy to tangle on this issue and changed the topic.

"There are green lotus leaves, dead water grass, divine bone lotus, soul returning Mountain Ghost and three immortal grass..."

Yan Meiniang took out the names of seven or eight kinds of herbs and said, "these herbs are used to repair internal injuries. Now, Shiyun girl is mainly internal injuries. As long as the internal injuries are treated, the injuries will be no big problem. She can recover quickly only with her own constitution. If these medicinal materials can be refined into soul reviving pills, the effect will be more remarkable. It's a pity that I'm not an alchemist and I don't have the tools to refine pills. "

Reincarnation pill!

Qin Yi was slightly stunned. In his mind, he quickly turned over the books he had read about alchemy and soon found the information about this pill.

Soul reviving pill is actually a low-grade pill. Its effect is only healing.

The materials for refining a soul returning pill are: green lotus leaf, two pieces; Elaeagnus angustifolia, two plants; Shengulian, one plant; Four mountain ghosts; Sanxian grass, one plant; Zhu Guo, half; Narcissus, one.

"I have no problem refining pills. I also carry the medicine tripod with me, but I don't have the charcoal used to refine pills."

Qin Yi said, pondering for a while, his eyes brightened leisurely again, glanced at the poem rhyme in a coma, and said, "she is an apprentice of old crane in Bidan Kyoto. She should have charcoal for refining pills. I'll wake her up and ask her."

Qin Yidun lowered his body and slowly raised his palm. A trace of Taoist inner strength suddenly surged around the palm.

With this palm of his hand, he gently patted the poetic rhyme on his forehead. The poetic rhyme that had been unconscious was to wake up leisurely and slowly open the clean and almost transparent eyes.

The first thing she did when she woke up was to look at her lower body in a hurry. She saw that although her skirt and robe were torn, they had been properly dressed, which gave her a dark breath. However, there was still a blush on her cheek and stared at Qin Yi: "hum, I will not let you go when I am well."

"Puff!"

Seeing her like this, Yan Meiniang on one side immediately covered her mouth with her hand, Jiao smiled and glanced at Qin Yi again.

Qin Yi coughed awkwardly and said, "poetic rhyme, it's easy to misunderstand. I just helped you repair the Dantian. I didn't do anything else."

"Who knows what you didn't do when others were unconscious. Besides, even if you didn't do anything, your actions were so... So obscene when helping me repair the Dantian. I won't let you go."

Poetic cheeks are red.

Qin Yi had a big head for a while. He suddenly doubted whether it was a wrong decision to help Shiyun repair Dantian?

"I won't tell you this first. Now I ask you, do you have any carbon or white carbon for refining Dantian?"

Qin Yi said: "Yan Meiniang has returned from collecting medicine. She said that if she could refine the medicine she collected into a soul reviving pill, the therapeutic effect would be greatly increased."

Poetic rhyme realized that Yan Meiniang had come back and was standing aside. Her eyes moved and looked at Yan Meiniang. However, when she touched Yan Meiniang's extremely beautiful and charming eyes, she opened her lips, which still had little blood color, and vaguely flashed a strange color on her face.

And his whole person, for a moment, was also slightly stunned there.

"Yes, Shiyun girl, Qin Yi said he could refine pills. Do you have the kind of white charcoal he said? Take it out when you have it. He refined the pill, but he gave it to you. "

Yan Meiniang smiled, and the whole cave seemed to be illuminated by her smile.

"Can you really refine pills?"

Poetic rhyme returned to his mind and looked at Qin Yi with disdain: "that day in Bidan Kyoto, you were not fooling the world. You deliberately talked nonsense in order to ruin my teacher's reputation?"

"Do you have white carbon?"

Qin Yi was too lazy to entangle with her in this matter, and said faintly.

The materials used to refine the soul reviving pill are soft. Therefore, when refining, you must use the white carbon with softer Dan fire.

"In my package, there are some black charcoal, purple charcoal and white charcoal, as well as the medicine tripod. Go and get it yourself."

Poetic green jade pointed, pointing to one side, his own package.

Qin Yi said nothing more. He picked up the package of poetic rhyme and untied it. Sure enough, all the guys refining pills had them, including some medicinal materials and some Kyushu Lingyuan stones.

After taking some white charcoal, Qin Yi rearranged the package of Shiyun: "you don't need the medicine tripod. I have it myself."

Then he took out his medicine tripod.

Next, Qin Yi asked Yan Meiniang to spread the collected herbs on the ground. Then, he caused the vigorous dark Qi to the palms of his palms, and then aimed the palms of his palms at the herbs on the ground. The vigorous dark Qi suddenly erupted from his palms and baked the herbs.

Soon.

The medicinal materials on the ground are baked to dry.

The medicinal materials just collected cannot be refined into pills. They must be dried in the sun. However, it is obviously impossible to dry them in the sun. Qin Yi can only bake them into dry with his own mysterious Qi.

Qin Yi opened the lid of the medicine tripod and threw into the medicine warehouse the portions of various medicinal materials for refining a soul returning pill.

After that, put some white carbon into the carbon bin.

"It looks like it."

One side of the poem, disdained Qin Yi.

Yan Meiniang beside Qin Yi looked at Qin Yi curiously and skillfully did these processes. There was a strange light in her extremely beautiful and charming eyes.

Qin Yi ignored the cold words of poetic rhyme. After calming down, he gently pressed his left hand on the ignition port on the wall of the medicine tripod, and then caused a trace of mysterious Qi to the palm of his left hand.

Teng!

With the mysterious Qi on his palm surging slightly, the white charcoal in the charcoal bin suddenly burned, and a white charcoal fire kept jumping.

After igniting the Dan fire, Qin Yi led out the perception of spiritual power and covered the whole medicine tripod. In an instant, everything in the medicine warehouse was directly reflected in his mind.

Next, he paid attention to all the changes of medicinal materials in the medicine warehouse, so as to control the size of Dan fire accordingly.

"Cut, it looks like that?"

From the beginning to the end, the poetic face was disdainful.

She never believed that this young man, a real alchemist who destroyed the world, must have been putting on airs and deliberately humiliating his teacher in Kyoto, Baidan country that day.

Qin Yi didn't care about the disdain on Shiyun's face, but carefully refined the pill.

"The two medicinal materials, green lotus leaf and dead water grass, began to change. I must control the Dan fire a little less, so as to retain the medicinal power of the medicinal materials to the greatest extent."

Notice that the traditional Chinese medicine in the medicine warehouse began to change. Qin Yi slightly controlled the mysterious Qi in the palm, and the Dan fire in the charcoal warehouse also became smaller.

"The two kinds of medicinal materials, Sanxian grass and Shuifu fairy, have also begun to change. We must control the Dan fire a little less."

"The medicinal material shengulian also began to change. We must control the Dan fire a little less."

“……”

After a while, all the medicinal materials in the medicine warehouse were finally refined into powder. Qin Yi controlled the Dan fire a little less and refined it slowly, trying to retain the medicinal power of the medicinal materials to the greatest extent.

Half an hour passed.

A newly refined soul reviving pill lies quietly in the medicine warehouse.

Qin Yi took his left hand from the ignition port and suddenly pulled out the white Dan fire in the charcoal bin, even if it was extinguished.

"Can't it be refining a waste pill?"

The poem disdained and said, "however, it's a miracle that there's no tripod burning. Tut Tut, it's very good!"

Although Qin Yi saved herself, she always held a grudge against Qin Yi for ruining old crane. Before, Qin Yi helped herself repair the Dantian in an extremely shameful way.

On the side of Yan Meiniang, on her beautiful face, there was always a curious color.

Ignoring the hot and cold ridicule of poetic rhyme, Qin Yi opened the tripod cover and stretched out two white and slender fingers. In the medicine warehouse, he gently clamped the soul returning pill between his fingers.

Qin Yi looked at it and saw that the surface of the pill was extremely smooth, mixed with a trace of purple in the blue color.

"Eh, how can this pill have two colors?"

Qin Yi had not yet opened his mouth to speak, and the rhyme of poetry was a light cry of surprise. Immediately, he smiled with schadenfreude: "it won't really be a waste pill?"

"Have you ever seen such a waste pill?"

Touching his nose, Qin Yi glanced at the poetic rhyme with a smile of schadenfreude: "this is a four grade pill."