Rong Jiaojiao's soul was mistakenly taken by a soul-reaper. After negotiating with him and receiving a series of compensations, she was ready to be reborn after drinking Meng Po's soup. How...
Some medicinal herbs require high-temperature, rapid extraction, while others require low-temperature, slow baking.
She patiently recorded the optimal extraction conditions for each elixir, ensuring that impurities were removed and the essence was preserved in every extraction.
After several days of repeated practice, Rong Jiaojiao was finally able to skillfully control the fire control array and accurately refine each kind of spiritual medicine.
She placed the first medicinal herb into the alchemy furnace, adjusted the heat, and patiently waited for the herb to change.
As time passed, the elixir gradually melted, impurities were removed little by little, and finally, drops of pure elixir essence were extracted.
Seeing these pure medicinal essences, Rong Jiaojiao felt a great sense of accomplishment; this was a significant breakthrough in her alchemy journey.
She continued to refine other spiritual herbs one by one, following her master's method. Each herb was carefully processed, and in the end, pure essence was extracted from each one.
After all the medicinal herbs had been extracted, Rong Jiaojiao began to try to fuse them into a pill.
She carefully placed the refined medicinal essence into the alchemy furnace, meticulously controlling the heat to allow them to gradually blend.
This time, she didn't rush things. Instead, she followed her master's advice and slowly adjusted the heat to ensure that the essence of each medicinal herb could be fully blended.
She discovered that when the essence of the medicinal herbs was fused to a certain extent, a faint medicinal fragrance would emanate from the alchemy furnace, which was a signal that the pill was about to take shape.
Her fingers moved incessantly, performing one incantation after another, dividing the essence of the elixir into pills.
She changed her hand seals again to condense the pill. Soon, the aroma of medicine wafted from the furnace. Rong Jiaojiao quickly extinguished the fire and prepared to take out the pill.
The moment she opened the lid of the alchemy furnace, a rich medicinal fragrance filled the air, and she saw several pills lying inside, emitting a faint glow.
These pills had smooth surfaces and emitted a gentle glow; they were the fasting pills she had always wanted to refine.
Quickly take out the pill and examine it carefully.
Although these pills weren't top-tier in quality, they were already much better than the semi-finished products she had refined before.
She knew this was a significant milestone on her alchemy journey.
Seeing that Rong Jiaojiao had successfully refined the pill, Zi Ling couldn't help but cheer. It jumped onto Rong Jiaojiao's shoulder and nuzzled her cheek with its head to congratulate her.
Rong Jiaojiao knew that this was just the beginning of her alchemy journey.
With a successful start, the success rate of alchemy increased even more. By the time Rong Jiaojiao successfully refined the first batch of spirit beast pills, almost a month had passed.
Rong Jiaojiao then stopped her frantic alchemy. During this time, she hadn't slacked off on cultivation, neglecting talisman drawing, body tempering, and comprehending spatial power.
Rong Jiaojiao decided to reallocate her time. Sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard, holding Ziling, she made careful plans.
Four hours are allocated each morning for alchemy.
This period is when you have the most energy, making it suitable for alchemical work that requires a high degree of concentration.
I will spend two hours in the afternoon practicing drawing talismans, two hours comprehending the power of space, and the evening practicing body refinement. The rest of the time will be used for cultivation.
After making a plan, she began her cultivation according to the planned steps.
That evening, after activating the courtyard's array, Rong Jiaojiao took out the Spirit Gathering Array and set it up before taking out spirit crystals to cultivate.
Then they discovered that the discarded spirit stones placed together with the spirit crystals were also full of spiritual energy. Although they were not as pure as the spirit crystals, they were still purer than the original ones.
Rong Jiaojiao was overjoyed. She had never dared to spend spirit stones, and even the array was only activated when she cultivated at night. Now, with the magical effect of the Hidden Spirit Wood Powder, she could save a lot of spirit stones and make her cultivation more efficient.
Rong Jiaojiao's cultivation has gotten on track, and her cultivation level is improving rapidly.
After a month of delays, the Rong Lianhu family finally received the letter and clothes sent back by Rong Jiaojiao from the Anyang Town Military Hospital.
The delivery person planned to deliver the items on Sunday, so all four of them are currently at home.
No one paid any attention to the package; instead, they stared at the large, thick envelope with handwriting different from Qing Xuanzi's, their eyes filled with excitement.
Rong Lianhu opened the envelope, and inside were three more envelopes, addressed to Mom and Dad, Big Brother, and Little Brother.
Rong Zhigao and Rong Zhiyuan were even happier to see that they had received separate letters from each other.
Rong Lianhu gave them the letter and told them to read it themselves; he and Fu Ya had opened it for them.
Upon opening the letter, the first thing they saw was Rong Jiaojiao sending them greetings.
The following section expresses her longing for her family and explains why she cannot return home.
She then talked about her current life, making friends, and the benefits of the clothes she sent them.
Seeing her daughter's concern for them, Fu Ya was moved to tears, and even Rong Lianhu, a grown man, couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.
The letters she wrote to her two older brothers were similar to those to her parents' letters, but she wrote them separately because she felt it would show that she cared more about her brothers.
Fu Ya wiped away her tears and said, "Jiaojiao's birthday is coming up soon, but there's nothing we can do for her."
"I don't even dare to send her some clothes, for fear that she will be laughed at by others."
She had originally planned to make a few outfits for Rong Jiaojiao every year and send them to her, but after seeing the portraits and scenes Qing Xuanzi had drawn of Rong Jiaojiao, she had to give up on the idea. Now, there wasn't a single thing suitable to send her.
Rong Lianhu patted her shoulder and comforted her, "It's okay, the child can understand us. Didn't she say in her letter that she would send Qingxuan home when he comes back, and then we'll make it up to her properly?"
Fu Ya cried and said, "Then let's save up lots of cloth coupons, and when she comes back, we'll make her new clothes every month."
Rong Lianhu nodded repeatedly: "Okay, we'll make it for her every month." He pushed the package in front of his wife and said, "Come on, let's open it and see what clothes our daughter sent us."
Fu Ya carefully opened the package, inside were four sets of silk clothes in different colors.
She touched the clothes and said, "This material looks very expensive. Jiaojiao even said that there is a formation engraved on it, so it will keep you warm in winter and cool in summer. It must have cost her a lot of money. I wonder if it's enough for her."
Rong Zhigao and Rong Zhiyuan also gathered around, and they picked up the clothes to compare them.
Rong Zhigao felt the clothes might be too small, while Rong Zhiyuan thought they were too big. But remembering what his sister had said about the clothes having a built-in sensor array that would automatically change size, he immediately ran back to his room to try them on.
Before long, the two brothers came out wearing their new clothes. Despite the cold winter, they didn't feel cold at all, even though they were wearing thin silk clothes.
Fu Ya went over and touched them; both of her sons' hands were warm, just as her daughter had said in her letter—they could keep them warm in winter.
Thinking that her daughter might not have money because she was making clothes for them, she turned around to get some stationery, intending to write to her daughter and ask her not to send them anything anymore...