Chapter 1256: How to appreciate

Some **** masters also showed eagerness to try. `` ΩωωiLα Dedication ''

In their opinion, extracting the juice of the **** grass, then they can help, they know the medicinal properties of these **** grasses.

But Jing Yan shook his head at the Chimei Sovereign.

Jing Yan said, "In order to be safe, I still have to do it myself."

Hearing Jing Yan's words, many **** masters showed unhappy expressions. They obviously thought that Danshi was afraid that they would take credit for it.

Even Chi Mei and others felt this way subconsciously. It's just extracting the sap of Shencao, not to mention the high-level miraculous teacher present. Even ordinary warriors can do it carefully and carefully.

"To extract this juice, you need to use a different fire for each of the **** grasses. This fire is very important. A little more or less may make the juice invalid." Jing Yan paused, but explained it.

Suddenly, the Sovereign Chimei and others suddenly understood.

The masters of the panacea all showed more or less disappointment. Originally, they thought that they could pick up a rare potion formula cheaply today. Now it seems that even if they know that the juice prepared by these kinds of **** grass can eliminate the effect of the jade jade essence, it is difficult for them to formulate the juice preparations accordingly.

It is by no means easy to grasp the fire without trying to test it out.

"Wow!"

Jing Yan's divine power flowed, and the spirit was released.

Plants of **** grass, flying up.

"Go!" Jing Yan sighed in his mouth.

A lot of **** grass flew over Lan Mu Ling root.

Under the control of Jingyan's divine power, Shencao was quickly grouped one by one. "ΩωωiLα Dedication" Then, under the crushing of the divine power, a large amount of juice was extracted and fused.

Everyone present was watching Jing Yan's movements intently.

"Impossible! He cannot succeed!"

"How can the effect of the jadeite essence be eliminated by using a few cheap **** grasses? It's crazy!"

"Well, if there is such a method, I will surely have heard it. But I have never heard of this method. So he cannot succeed, he must be pretending." Pillow Qing stared at Jing Yan, His eyes were vicious, and his thoughts turned.

In fact, there may be some of the dozens of senior elixir present at the scene, some of whom believed in the juice and medicament prepared by Jing Yan, but more did not believe it.

This is completely beyond their cognitive scope.

They were surprised by the futuristic emptiness they had come up with. But after all, Poxuandan is recorded in many Dan Tao classics, but now Jingyan is preparing the juice and medicament, they have never heard of it.

"Fall!" Jing Yan sang softly again.

Those sap preparations, like raindrops, land on the roots of Lan Mu Ling below.

Because there are too many divine grasses, Jing Yan cannot be completely prepared in a short time. So while he was preparing it, he dropped the sap medicine after the fusion like rainwater on the roots of Lan Muling.

"Wow!"

The sound of raindrops hitting Lan Muling's roots was fine and beautiful.

From the roots of Lan Muling, a multitude of mist burst out.

More and more fog gradually covered the entire Lanmu Linggen. When viewed from the outside, the inside is as wonderful as a fairyland.

And Jing Yan is in the layers of mist, maintaining the flow of divine power and divine soul power.

Zancha time is over.

Yi Xiangxiang time passed.

Half an hour passed.

An hour of time passed quietly.

At this time, Jing Yan finally extracted all the sacred grasses, and the prepared syrups also spilled on the roots of Lan Mu Ling.

Waiting Xiao Wangyue and others looked very nervous.

Because of the obstruction of the fog, they could not really see the readings happening inside ;. In addition, they did not dare to cover the past with divine thoughts directly, so they did not know whether the Lan Mu Ling root had changed in the fog, and they still could not grasp the situation.

Although only a short time had passed, the people in Yun Xiazong felt that it had been over 10,000 years.

A gust of wind passed.

The fog finally began to dissipate slowly. Lan Mu Ling Gen is already visible to the naked eye.

"It seems that there has been a change with fang."

"Yeah, I don't know if it's my illusion, it feels greener."

"It's not an illusion. Just now Lan Muling's roots have been withered, but now it is green in yellow."

"Well, Yan Jindan's juice preparation is effective."

The senior magicians communicated in a whisper with an astonishing tone.

Xiao Wangyue, Chimei, and others were even more brilliant in their eyes. Hope ignited in their hearts. Of course, Chi Mei had already had a strong faith in Jing Yan when she moved Godgrass before.

After a while, the lingering mist disappeared almost completely.

"The aura released by Lan Mu Ling Gen has weakened."

"Yeah. The breath of life has gradually calmed down, not as chaotic as before."

"..."

The change of Lan Mu Ling root is already obvious at this time. Everyone present was clearly aware of this change. Although at present, Lan Mu Ling Gen has not completely recovered to the verdant appearance, but this seems to be only a matter of time.

Xiao Wangyue and others were so happy that they couldn't restrain themselves.

Just another thing, but still weighed on them. That is, the problems that existed before Lan Mu Ling Gen have still not been resolved. Now the vitality of Lan Muling is still passing at a constant speed.

Although Yan Jin Dan eliminated the **** jade essence effect, the fundamental problem has not been solved yet. Judging from the current situation, after a few decades and up to a hundred years, the Lanmu Linggen of Zongmen will still die.

At this time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ stood in the crowd with a clear face, a sullen expression, and looked like a cannibal.

Although he didn't want to admit it, the matter was before him, right in his eyes. He was not reconciled and had to admit that this statement really eliminated the effect of the jadeite essence on Lingmu Linggen.

In his anger, he only felt his cheeks were hot. If it was not forbidden in the mountains and beyond, and he could not leave without the Yunxia sect's guidance, then he really wanted to flick away now.

"Mr. Yan Jin, I really don't know how to thank you." Sovereign Chi Mei looked at Jing Yan with excitement.

"Yeah. If it weren't for Mr. Yan Jin, then the Lan Mu Ling root of our ancestral gate would be a pile of dead branches three years later."

"Mr. Yan Jin, we have great gratitude to Yun Xiazong." Several elders on the elders also expressed their gratitude to Jing Yan.

"Huh!" Pillow cleared his eyes and said coldly, "What's the help for Yun Xiazong now? Isn't Lanmu Linggen a bunch of dead branches in a few decades?" ./18/18135/)--(Qian Kun Sword God)