After two days of practicing day and night, Leng Qingning's five senses had already been greatly enhanced. She was first buying some things on the street when she noticed someone following her in the dark, but she didn't show any abnormality.
She wanted to see what the purpose of these people sneaking out was.
Leng Qingning pretended to be casual as she wandered around the taverns on the street. The rich, mellow aroma of wine filled her nostrils, tantalizing her taste buds. The shopkeeper said with a smile, "Sir, this is our century-old fine wine, Qingquan Biying. Would you like to try it? I guarantee it will be unforgettable for you."
This was a tough time for the two servants who had been hiding in the dark and following secretly. The aroma of the wine was too overbearing and it directly aroused their appetite.
"This kid is really rich. He is willing to buy such expensive wine." Chen San stared at the wine jar with his eyes full of resentment. This is Qingquan Biying!
Even though this tavern is located in an ordinary alley, as the saying goes, good wine needs no bush, many big families on the island still come to buy wine every day. Servants like them naturally have no chance to drink.
Chen San still remembered that day when he secretly licked the wine glass left by the second young master. The aroma of the mellow wine was still fresh in his memory and lingered in his mind for a long time.
"I heard he's an alchemist, so it's not surprising that he has some money, right?"
"Gurgle gurgle~"
"Gurgle gurgle~"
The two of them swallowed hard at the same time, and a trace of unknown liquid flowed from the corners of their mouths.
Leng Qingning's nose moved slightly, and her eyes were immediately attracted by the clear green liquid. "Boss, give me two pots of this Qingquan Biying." Although this fine wine is expensive, she has no shortage of spirit stones. Although spirit stones are important, fine wine and delicious food are also a great pleasure in life.
The shopkeeper's face lit up when he heard this. Those who could afford to drink from him were not ordinary people.
Leng Qingning casually threw down the spirit stone and left with a wave of his hand.
Seeing this, the two little tails behind him sneaked up.
Leng Qingning's lips curled slightly. She didn't expect that she was being targeted again. This small island had many secrets.
Leng Qingning entered the mountains, and from time to time she leisurely picked some spiritual plants she encountered on the way and put them into the basket. Although some of them were not for refining the Resurrection Pill, they might be useful for refining other pills. After walking for a long time, she couldn't help feeling thirsty, and subconsciously touched the wine gourd at her waist and took a big gulp.
"Great!" She wiped the corner of her mouth casually, full of energy.
"Chen Si, what do you think this kid is doing, stopping and walking all the time, picking these herbs?" Chen San looked at the thin figure who was leisurely picking spiritual plants with impatience. The kid was carrying a basket, wiping his sweat from time to time, sitting aside to rest, and taking a sip of wine from time to time. It seemed that he was living a very carefree life. He had never seen anyone picking herbs like this before.
The weather on the island was hot today, and in a blink of an eye, the two of them were sweating profusely. Looking at the boy hiding under the shady trees from time to time, fanning himself and drinking, his impatience became even greater.
Chen Si's face was also full of impatience. Ever since he learned that Han Qi had actually invited an unknown young boy to his house to make elixirs, Chen Shaoqian had attached great importance to this matter and sent the two of them out to follow him and see what was so special about this kid.
However, to their disappointment, the boy just picked a basket of herbs at random. Of course, they didn't know what spiritual herbs were, so they didn't know what Leng Qingning picked.
The recipe for the Resurrection Pill was quite common, and since few people on the island knew how to make pills, she quickly filled a large basket with them. The only thing left was to make the pills.
Seeing Leng Qingning stand up, Chen San and Chen Si were immediately excited. Here he comes, he is finally going home. As long as they find the residence of this kid, the mission will be successfully completed.
"Gugu~"
Then she saw a figure flapping its wings and flying towards her from behind. Leng Qingning's ears twitched slightly, and when she looked in the direction where the two people were hiding, a sly smile appeared in her eyes. She pretended to be panicked and slipped, but in fact a trace of spiritual power shot out from her fingertips and shot into its abdomen.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck! ---" The pheasant that attacked by surprise had panic in its eyes and a painful expression. It flapped its wings and hit the tree trunk hard, and was immediately knocked unconscious.
"Is this okay?" Looking at the pheasant that fell into the trap and fell to death, Chen San's mouth opened as big as an egg.
Chen Si said with a jealous look on his face: "This brat is so lucky. He went up the mountain to pick herbs, and a pheasant actually came to his door." How come he has never encountered such a good thing?
"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect to be so lucky today. Not only did I step on a pile of herbs, but there was even a pheasant delivered to my door. Today I'm going to eat roasted pheasant and drink it with wine!" Leng Qingning whistled as he walked into the mountains while holding the unconscious pheasant.
The two of them seldom went up the mountain on weekdays. The deeper they went into the mountains, the denser the woods became and the more complex the terrain became.
"Ouch, something pricked my foot?" Chen San took off his shoes and felt great pain in the sole of his foot. He saw that an iron nail had pierced his foot and blood was flowing.
"Who is this wicked guy who littered nails on the mountain?" Chen San pulled out the nail and blood spurted out immediately.
Chen Si said suspiciously, "This brat is really weird. Is he not afraid of being taken away by a spirit beast even though he lives in the deep mountains and forests?"
"Chen Si, stop being stunned. Take me back first. If the spirit beasts in the forest smell the blood and attack us, it will be bad."
Chen San knew that this was the only way, so he hurriedly supported the limping Chen Si and walked down the mountain.
After the two left, a gray figure walked out of the dense forest and drank a big gulp of wine. This person was Leng Qingning.
Finally getting rid of the two annoying little tails, she carried the fat pheasant, changed direction, and walked leisurely towards her cave.
After returning to the cave, Leng Qingning ate the delicious pheasant meat while drinking the refreshing spring water. Her life was truly carefree.
After eating and drinking her fill, she began to take out the alchemy furnace and prescription to study the resurrection pill.
Leng Qingning's slender hands added the spiritual plants into the furnace one by one according to the order written in the book, and from time to time she separated a wisp of spiritual power to protect the refined medicinal liquid.
There were so many prescriptions that she almost added the wrong herbs several times, and she always stumbled and added the spiritual plants in order.
Just when half of the medicinal liquid was refined, it began to boil violently and even showed signs of exploding.
This was the repulsion of medicinal power described in the book. She had to allocate more of her spiritual power to maintain the medicinal liquid to prevent it from exploding. In addition, she had to refine the remaining spiritual medicine at the same time. Both had to be done at the same time. In a blink of an eye, she was sweating profusely, and her spiritual consciousness had reached an unprecedented workload.
No wonder although the recipe for the Resurrection Pill is not difficult to collect, not many people have succeeded in refining it. Isn’t it too difficult?
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