Revenge of the Transmigrated Mob Character

  Chapter 405 Is it better to be buried in the soil?

The   guan scenic spot nodded, quite a sense of arrogance

   "Naturally, there are times when the pill I refined is bad."

  It's a pity, there are no other alchemists here, only Su Ye with a fryer.

  And what made Guan Jing excited was not only the refining of the Heaven-rank Three Yuan Repair Pill, but also the successful refining of five at one time.

  Su Ye looked at the broken bowl and carefully looked at the pill inside.

  Pills can be divided into good or bad grades.

  The more advanced the pill, the lighter the color and the closer it is to white.

  The lower the grade of the pill, the darker the color and the closer it is to black.

  The five pieces in the Guanjing bowl are top-grade in terms of color, smell, and fullness.

  At such a young age, he can refine such a powerful pill. He is truly a true disciple of the King of Medicine.

  Su Ye stared at Guan Jing for a while.

   Guan Jing noticed Su Ye’s gaze, only then did he think of the sudden illness, he smiled awkwardly

   "How is it, hasn't it been more than five days? How is the prince's illness?"

  Every time I retreat, because I have to stay in a confined space all the time.

  So that you will forget the time, just eat something in it and live.

  In addition, as the cultivator improves, the spiritual energy in his body will replace part of the food and convert it into physical energy.

  So there are many alchemists who do not eat or drink for three days and three nights at the level of great masters, which is not surprising.

  Su Ye opening

   "You have been in retreat for seven or eight days, and the curse in his body has also been suppressed, but the wound on his back is only a thin layer of scab, which has not been healed for a long time."

   Guan Jing listened, nodded, followed by a heartless sentence

   "It's not a big problem, you can't die if you don't."

When    was speaking, Guan Jing looked at the broken cauldrons in the backyard in the distance, and then looked at Su Ye.

   "What are you doing there? Demolition of the cauldron?"

  Su Ye's mouth curled up

   "I have a medicine competition in five days."

  Listen to Guan Jing,

  "Refining medicine competition?"

  Su Ye nodded

   "It's just that my cauldron has been unable to refine the pill for a long time."

While    was speaking, Su Ye pointed at the Xuanwu cauldron that had been thrown into the grass.

   Guan Jing was far away, only one corner was glimpsed, and he didn’t pay much attention.

   "What is your cauldron like? Does it not match your attributes?"

  Su Ye rubs her eyebrows

  "Xuanwu Cauldron. I don’t know what’s wrong, I put in the medicinal materials..."

  Before she finished her words, Guan Jing suddenly widened her eyes and grabbed Su Ye’s shoulder, clinging tightly.

   "Xuanwu Cauldron? Have you contracted it??"

  I don’t know why, the person who had just eased of excitement got excited again.

  Su Ye blinked, wondering what he was excited about

   "Yes, it's buried in the grass."

  As soon as the voice fell, Guan Jing put the broken bowl and the pill in Su Ye's hand, and ran towards the grass.

   Ask while running

   "The Xuanwu cauldron still has this habit? Is it possible that burying it in the grass for a while will make a better medicine?"

  Su Ye didn’t understand what Guan Jing was talking about.

  When she walked to the lawn, she saw Guan Jing carefully take out the Xuanwu cauldron and wipe off the dust on it.

  Walking around while holding the cauldron and looking left and right, there was admiration in his eyes

   "This is the Xuanwu Cauldron. I didn't expect it."

  After a while, Guan Jing slapped his tongue while admiring

   "Look at this pattern, look at this color, I didn't expect the black in the Xuanwu cauldron to be black."

  (End of this chapter)