Danding Peak, Alchemy Institute.
The sun shines on the alchemy furnace, and green smoke with the fragrance of elixir rises up. The disciples are busy around the furnace.
Several of Master Xue's direct disciples were originally in charge of a group of people, each with their own duties. Some processed materials, some watched the furnace temperature, and some actually made elixirs.
Everything seemed so orderly and solemn.
But just now, Tang Xiaobao brought a very special "pill recipe".
He also told them to stop all the work they were doing and have everyone come to make this thing.
"This is what Master meant." Tang Xiaobao said crisply.
"But why?"
Qiu Xi glanced over the materials on the paper, black lines appeared on his forehead, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
Butter.....Dried pepper.....Soy sauce...
You can find the canteen for this job! Why are you looking for us?
"Junior Brother Li is going to the Imperial Capital soon, and he needs these pills to improve his strength." Tang Xiaobao told the truth.
Xiao Li and Bingtuozi are now the treasures of the sect.
When Xue Jing, who was considered half-master, heard that Li Mo needed help, he agreed without hesitation and put other things aside.
"ah?"
Qiu Xi was stunned. Improve your strength? What can this thing improve?
Increase the fat on your belly?
"Junior Brother Xiaobao, are you sure you got the right formula for the thing Junior Brother Li gave you?"
"That's right. These are the ingredients."
Tang Xiaobao nodded firmly.
As Danding Peak's humanoid self-propelled medicinal material analyzer, the probability of him having problems is very low.
So the problem lies in...
Qiu Xi looked at the woman in a blue dress next to him:
"Junior Sister Fang, why don't you take Junior Brother Li to see if he has been practicing too hard recently and is under too much pressure, which has led to his mental state..."
"Well, we have to go check it out. It doesn't sound like a small problem."
The two men looked serious and took Tang Xiaobao to the lobby.
At the same time, in the lobby.
"Xiao Mo, have you been sick recently?"
"Um?"
Li Mo was sitting at the table. Just as he picked up the teacup, he saw Mr. Xue staring at him.
“I don’t feel sick, but rather a little too healthy…”
"Forget it, I'll help you take a look."
"Okay."
Li Mo rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his hand for Mr. Xue to feel his pulse.
After a while, Xue Jing said to himself strangely: "Strange, the pulse is normal, what's going on..."
"Master, I suspect that Junior Brother Li's illness is not in his body, but... in his brain!"
"?"
Looking at the two people who walked in with Tang Xiaobao, Li Mo had a question mark in his head.
Not a buddy, but you come up and say that someone is mentally ill. Is this how alchemists greet people? No wonder people in the martial arts world say that alchemists have weird tempers...
Xue Jing coughed lightly and introduced, "This is my second disciple Qiu Xi. His talent in alchemy is no less than mine. He has developed many elixirs with outstanding effects."
Then he pointed at the woman with an oval face:
"She is Fang Hong, who inherited my medical skills and is also better than me..."
"They are now in charge of the Alchemy Institute, and they have to handle your affairs personally."
Li Mo nodded: "Well, since he is Master Xue's disciple, I will definitely feel at ease."
"Junior Brother Li, but we are very worried about you!"
Qiu Xi couldn't help but said seriously.
Fang Hong squinted her eyes and looked at Li Mo, as if trying to see what illness he had.
"I know a vicious witchcraft spell. The person who is cursed will have cognitive impairment and may even regard dirt and stones as delicacies, or even the toilet... um, as treasures."
“….”
Li Mo glanced at Mr. Xue and felt that he had more say in the matter.
"Look at what I'm doing!"
Xue Jing glared at his disciple, thinking that his look was impolite.
Fang Hong continued, "Moreover, the person who is cursed will not only have his mind and soul scattered, but will also have red marks like peach blossoms on his neck..."
The words fell.
Everyone looked at Xiao Li.
To be precise, they all looked at Xiao Li's neck.
Li Mo didn't understand what was going on, so he took out a mirror from the system space, looked at himself, and then his body shook.
"!"
It’s true!
No...some kind of witchcraft or curse. I almost got fooled by it.
Li Mo coughed lightly and said, "This is actually a seal. Bingtuozi helped me make it."
"What kind of seal would become like this?" Qiu Xi was puzzled.
"Mosquito bag."
"????"
Fang Hong became more and more certain: "Master, I'll tell you, Junior Brother Li is like this, there must be something wrong with his soul!"
"Oh, okay, he's fine."
Xue Jing looked at the two of them with a sigh, and a trace of pity and sigh appeared in the depths of his eyes.
Can the combined number of your cleverness surpass Xiaobao's?
Qiu Xi asked again: "Then why did Junior Brother Li ask us to refine that weird thing?"
“So that’s why.”
Li Mo pulled up his collar to cover his neck: "It's like this, this seasoning packet can't directly improve my realm, and it's not for me to eat, it's for the people of Southern Xinjiang to eat."
"Although this thing looks simple, I'm afraid you won't be able to practice it."
After all, the nine heavens and ten earths are not as industrialized as in the previous life.
Senior Brother Xiaobao only restored the raw materials.
As for whether the magical alchemy can restore the taste of instant noodles to a certain extent, to be honest, Xiao Li has no idea.
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