In the ancient times, those who were good at alchemy were called alchemists, and those who were good at tea were called tea masters. Cultivators who pursued quality of life in the ancient times could not eat elixirs for a day, but could not drink spiritual tea for a day. Therefore, in the ancient times, tea masters lived more comfortably than alchemists.

Under the guidance of Lao Tzu, Xuan Qi took medicine according to the prescription, hundreds of spiritual herbs gathered together, and then began to crush and grind them in a certain proportion. Then he mixed them in a certain order, mixing them in a total of six medicine pots, each with dozens of medicine juices.

The old man whispered to remind Xuan Qi: "The most important step in refining tea is to leave the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the medicinal materials and refine the residue inside into nothingness. You should know that everything in the world has spiritual energy, and all you have to do is to gather the spiritual energy here together."

With the old man's reminder, Xuan Qi injected the medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace, opened the magic array below, and began to refine the tea pill with concentration. The technique was already familiar. Xuan Qi kept using the medicine furnace up and down.

The broken medicinal materials were mixed into medicine juice, and gradually boiled as the temperature increased. Suddenly, some black paste appeared on the four walls of the medicine cauldron, which was the refined medicine residue.

A skilled tea master can refine flawless medicine juice. After mixing it into tea soup, it is colorless and transparent. After drinking it with a mouthful of tea, you will feel comfortable all over your body, your pores are wide open, and your hair stands upright and it seems like you have reached a fairyland. Xuan Qi can only be considered a beginner. After half an hour of hard work, the medicine juice finally refined is light blue.

Put the first purified medicine juice into the white jade box, Xuan Qi cleaned the medicine cauldron, and then refined the second jar of medicine. Because of the experience of alchemy, the two techniques still have similarities, Xuan Qi is a bit familiar with tea refining.

After purifying all the six kinds of medicine juices, Xuan Qi saw that there were six completely different colors in the white jade box, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and six completely different and distinct colors.

The old man sighed: "The pollution is very serious now, the spiritual herb is small, and the spiritual energy is lacking, I don't know how many medicines there are."

Xuan Qi cleaned the alchemy furnace again, then poured in six colors of medicine juice, and then injected some stalactites into it. The six colors became seven, and it looked like a rainbow from a distance.

The turtle blood was ready for a long time, but now it cannot be placed inside. It is more like a medicinal ink. As the temperature of the fire rose, all the medicine juices in the alchemy furnace began to mix. Xuan Qi lifted the medicine cauldron high on a certain trajectory, forming the rotation of the medicinal in this way.

After some effort, the medicine juice in the medicine furnace gradually boiled. There was still no sign of fusion into one, which made the old man very strange.

"What should I do?" Xuan Qi could not have imagined that such a change would eventually occur. The seven medicinal juices that should have been integrated are now clearly located at the bottom of the medicine cauldron.

"Add turtle blood into it." The old man was surprised and muttered in a low voice: "Did I remember it wrong? No matter what, add it first, at most, it will ruin this furnace of medicinal materials."

As the old turtle told this, Xuan Qi poured the turtle blood in. The red turtle blood appeared in the seven-color medicinal herbs, and the originally still medicinal herbs suddenly rotated and flowed rapidly.

"Strange seems to be in fusion," the old man said in surprise: "Follow the original method, continue to heat and shake hard to see if it can be integrated."

According to the memory in his mind, Xuan Qi began to use tea-refining techniques continuously, shaking up and down, and shaking left and right. As he shook, the medicinal materials in the alchemy furnace began to tremble violently, and gurgling bubbles appeared.

A bunch of milky white smoke rose, and the strange fragrance gradually spread on the nose. Xuan Qi's eyes narrowed slightly. The tea fruits in ancient times were indeed extraordinary. After using the last technique, Xuan Qi took a step back, placed the alchemy furnace on the ground, covered the alchemy furnace cover, and then crushed five five elements spirit stones. Whether it was successful depends on whether it could be condensed into a tea elixir. If it could, then the liquid treatment would be carried out. After waiting for about half a quarter of an hour, the tightly covered alchemy furnace cover made three beeping sounds.

"It's done." The old man let out a low cry in surprise, and couldn't wait to urge Xuan Qi: "Hurry and open the lid of the elixir furnace, there should be a black tea ball inside."

Xuan Qi reached out and pulled open the lid of the furnace. The strange fragrance came to his nose. The pores of Xuan Qi's body were all comfortable and excited. He went down the inside of the furnace, which was surrounded by smoke, but he did not see the so-called elixir. Under the furnace, there were still seven colors of medicinal liquid soup.

Looking at the medicine liquid inside, Xuan Qi grabbed his head and asked the old man in a low voice: "Is this made? Or is it used to be used to refine it?"

"How could this happen?" The old man never encountered such a situation: "Put these medicine soups into the white jade box first, whether they are made or were useless, and you will know if they take a sip."

Sitting in the room, Xuan Qi was holding a small teacup in his hand and looking at the colorful tea water, Xuan Qi frowned: "If you drink this thing, it won't kill anyone, right?"

"Drink it with confidence that it is all the essence of plants and trees, and genius treasures, how could it take your life?" Although the old man said this, and seemed to be holding a lot of money, he comforted Xuan Qi and said, "How about you find some water and add a drop to it and try the properties of the medicine."

This sentence is quite pertinent. A cup of colorful colors is bright and bright. Xuan Qi really didn't dare to drink it in one gulp. He picked up a bottle of water from the side, unscrewed the mouth of the bottle, and dripped a drop of the medicine into it. The water that was still bright and bright just now immediately turned into colorful colors.

"How could this happen?" Xuan Qi widened his eyes and exclaimed. The old man was much calmer: "Drink your true qi liquid. Not to mention these nourishing substances, even if you really drink poison, you won't kill you."

When Xuan Qi heard this, he felt relieved for a moment. Besides, these are all great things and should not be toxic. He poured a bottle cap into his mouth slightly, and a sweet feeling filled his taste buds. A cool feeling came from his throat to his whole body. Xuan Qi shivered, and two light reds flew out of his face, and he felt inexplicably happy. He whispered: "I am so happy, I want to dance, and I want to sing."

The old man smiled and said, "I didn't expect that the liquid that was directly transformed without the elixir had such an effect." The happy old man accidentally told the truth: "This herbal tea was called Wangyou Lu in ancient times. Drink it with a cup, and you will feel good. Cutting off the seven emotions and six desires. It is an excellent medicine to cut off the inner demons during practice. If you drink it for a long time, you will become addicted."

"Huh?" Xuan Qi looked at the bottle of colorful potion in surprise: "Will this thing be addictive? Wouldn't that be a crime?"

"Everything needs to be divided into two. Morphine can be addictive, but it will be used in medical anesthesia. This herbal tea is prepared for those who suffer setbacks and lose their partner. Although long-term drinking will form dependence, it is much better than they have been half-dead." Lao Tzu changed another way: "As long as you control the dose and mix it into some kind of tea or coffee, those beverages contain excitosteroids. Adding less is effective and it will not kill people. Why don't this money be made?"

No matter what, he is wandering on the edge of the blade, just master that degree. Xuan Qi, who is happy, thinks what the old man said makes sense. Anyway, he has to do white rat experiments and human experiments before it is launched. As long as he drinks it, he can start selling it.

A total of seven cups of colorful tea were made, and Xuan Qi used a white jade porcelain bottle to fill the seven cups of medicine. Then he cleaned the traces in the room. Although the whole room was very cautious, there were still some bad intentions who were trying to find traces of refining pills from the clues left by Xuan Qi. After one or two stolen things, Xuan Qi was cautious.

Alchemy requires not only prescriptions, but also experience. There are hundreds of methods to use temperatures ranging from dozens to hundreds of degrees, or even thousands of degrees. You also need to understand the nature of medicinal materials and medicinal materials, throw down different medicinal materials at different times to neutralize different medicinal properties. Such cumbersomeness, you can definitely not handle the prescription alone.

Putting all seven cups of medicine into Yanbo Cave Heaven, Xuan Qi looked at the colorful medicine in the bottle again and asked casually: "These are just a drop of medicine. If I pour it into the turtle pond, will your descendants be happy?"

"Don't underestimate this drop of medicine. In a world where spiritual energy is scarce, this drop of medicinal water is enough to change the fortune of the heavens and even transform a race." The old man was speaking, and saw Xuan Qi's face flashing with disbelief, he said again: "You can pour this bottle of water into the turtle pond. Forget-worry dew can not only forget-worry, but also help monks practice. This is also a blessing for those turtles."

Xuan Qi, who had no idea about quantity, thought that Lao Tzu was exaggerating. Xuan Qi did not believe it all. He carried the bottle to the back garden and stood in front of the green turtle pond. The old turtle in the pond was basking in the sun lazily. The green turtle pond water was very sticky and covered with water plants, as well as weeds and carp swimming all the time.

Xuan Qi unscrewed the bottle and poured the can of water into the turtle pond. The colorful colors stretched out quickly, and the originally green water of the pond suddenly changed.

The entire turtle pond is very large, about the size of four football fields, and it is filled with a lot of water. Only a drop of Wangyou dew actually dyed the entire pond water into seven colors.

The fish that were originally swimming in the water swam more happily. The old turtles lying on the shore basking in the sun immediately flew into the pool. Even the aquatic plants in the green pond became greener and longer

The aquatic creatures in the entire back garden were nourished with this drop of Forget-Ass. Some psychic old turtles seemed to have realized something. The tortoise shell was visible to the naked eye and the originally dizzy eyes became even brighter.

Xuan Qi, who was shocked, heard the old man say quietly: "Everything has spirits, and practicing is to cultivate the mind. As long as your state of mind is coming and the opportunity comes, there will naturally be a qualitative leap."
Chapter completed!