My long stream is you

Chapter 41 Rotten Grass Becomes Firefly (7)

"The fragrance of the herbs has merged into one." Mo Xi turned his head to look at him, with a light in his eyes, "It's amazing."

Rong Lingcen lowered his head and glanced, "They are alchemists, fighting alchemy."

"It turns out that this is the alchemist, and the effects of those herbs have really changed after being fused!"

Rong Lingcen picked up a handful of peanuts and brought them to Mo Xi's mouth. He watched her mouth open and close, then took the peanut and chewed it.

"Xi'er wants to be an alchemist?"

"Think!" Mo Xi turned around and replied seriously, "Can I be an alchemist?"

"As long as you want, you can." Rong Lingcen said thoughtfully, "Alchemy requires fire. Most people will subdue spiritual fire, or they have the fire attribute and can use fire themselves, but what you say..."

The spiritual plant transforms into a human being, and the fire overcomes the wood. I am afraid that the fire cannot be subdued.

It's a pity that he is not of the fire attribute. If she wants to make alchemy, he can only subdue a kind of flame, or get a fixed alchemy room and introduce ground fire into it.

Otherwise, other methods may hurt her. After all, other flames, even ordinary fires, cannot be controlled, and he has no way to guarantee their safety against Mo Xi.

"Flame, I have it!" Mo Xi didn't think too much, and stretched out his small hand to ignite a light green flame at will.

Rong Lingcen saw the flame on her hand and immediately reached out to cover it. Mo Xi was so frightened that he quickly extinguished the flame to avoid hurting him.

"Let's go back." Rong Lingcen got up and picked up Mo Xi.

Mo Xi heard a trace of undoubted taste from his gentle voice, and nestled peacefully in his arms.

Back at the bamboo house, Rong Lingcen closed the door and made an inscription formation to fit the wall of the house.

"You show me the flame again."

Rong Lingcen's tone was a little serious.

Mo Xi raised her hand, and the light green flame danced between her fingers again.

"Okay." Rong Lingcen's eyes were a little complicated.

It's really the sacred tree fire, so her identity is clear at a glance.

Although medicine spirits are extremely rare in Songqing Continent, and everyone snatches them up, there are still some, and there are even a lot hidden in the deep mountains and old forests on the Yaozu side.

The Firefly Herb Spirit is even more precious, not because it is almost rare, but also because she is known as the king of medicinal spirits. If anyone owns the Firefly Herb Spirit, it is basically equivalent to owning a mobile elixir. drug store.

Yaoling can help people find medicines and guide the way, and Yingcao Yaoling can directly refine the found pills out of thin air, and doesn't even need a pill furnace. Even if there is no pill, every part of her only needs an inch Can live to the bones of the dead.

He is well-deserved as the King of Medicine Spirits, but now it makes Rong Lingcen even more worried.

He knew very well that if her identity was exposed, even his relatives might not be able to resist the temptation and turn into wolves.

Mo Xi didn't understand his worries, watching him thinking, like a child who made a mistake, sitting on the table helplessly.

"You let out the flame one more time."

Mo Xi obediently let out the light green flame.

Rong Lingcen stretched out his hand to cover it.

Mo Xi was startled, and quickly turned it off.

But Ling Cen said, "Don't take it back."

Mo Xi was stunned and a little confused: "It will hurt you."

"No." Rong Lingcen said: "Shenmuhuo can only harm plants, and it is a healing medicine for other creatures."

It is precisely because of this that such a guy full of treasures is enough to make people crazy enough to discard their humanity.

Mo Xi seemed to understand, and released the flames again. He stared nervously when he stretched out his hand to cover the flames. He was relieved when he found that the flames did no harm to him.

(End of this chapter)