Feng Qing blinked, placed a brand new book on the table between the two, and pushed it in front of Feng Jue.

"Uncle Wu, don't be angry, I didn't say I won't pay you."

"Reward? Hum!" Feng Jue looked suspiciously at the cover page in front of him without a single word: "You girl is so irritating, what good things can you give me?"

This book is about half a finger thick, with brand new cuttings and nail threads, and there is not even a crease. Feng Jue suspected that he was the first to open it.

"Uncle Wu, what you said hurt my heart. I am not the kind of stingy person. Do you open it and take a look? If you are not satisfied, I will definitely not mention anything."

Feng Jue swept the book back and forth for a long time on the book and Feng Qing's face, and finally picked up the book and opened it. As soon as he opened it, his eyes widened, and then he looked at it with a serious look.

It turned out that the book Feng Qing gave Feng Jue was the medicine ratio that Feng Qing personally sorted out. It was the medicine formula that she compared the medicine ratio materials of her previous life with the spiritual medicine materials of this life, and then re-experied and sorted out.

Although her memory of her previous life has become increasingly blurred, her professional knowledge has become more and more profound as her memories are little by little, and she has finally completed the compilation of this half of the booklet.

The reason why Feng Jue's eyes widened is naturally because the formula inside is so precious. After testing for so many years, he has only compared it to several simple medicines, and its effects are still single. In the book Feng Qing gave him, he has given him a book.

, but there are twenty or thirty kinds of medicine prescriptions, with effects ranging from simple to complex, and even the last few prescriptions can replace first and second grade spiritual pills.

"I can only sort out so many now, and I barely wrote half of the volume. The remaining half can only be completed by Uncle Wu, so I did not write this potion book."

This is the task set by Feng Qing for Feng Jue, so that even if he cannot restore his spiritual power to refine the alchemy for the rest of his life, he can still have a goal to pursue.

The Phoenix Jue is like a treasure.

His rough hands stroked the neat and correct content in the book, and his heart was overwhelmed.

Feng Qing's identity is there, and the task is even more important. For her, time is better than everything, but she still spends time helping him. How can Feng Jue not understand Feng Qing's thoughts?

Of course, what Feng Qing didn't know was that Feng Jue didn't know that Feng Qing compared it according to the memories of his previous life, but believed that these prescriptions were all developed by Feng Qing during her retreat, and it must have cost a lot of money.

The mind and energy are more and more shocking in the heart.

Feng Qing only looked at Feng Jue and looked through the book carefully, thinking that he was attracted by the content, so he quickly spoke out to remind him.

"Uncle Fifth, if you are satisfied with this reward, let's continue to talk about the test subjects for me? You have shown the rewards, so you should give me a sure letter, right?"

Listening to Feng Qing's careless tone, Feng Jue felt no matter how moved he was, he forced himself to suppress it. He took a deep breath, put away the book in anger, and then stretched out his arm.

"Hey, take the pulse and take the pulse. Who is afraid of whom! Your fifth uncle, I am a tough life, I am afraid that you will cure me if you will be able to do it!"

Feng Qing then smiled and bent her eyes.

"That's right, my fifth uncle is not a timid person! Don't worry, if I really develop other ninth-grade divine pill recipes or ninth-grade pills because of your help, I will,

Ensure you are involved in naming!”

Feng Jue's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Really! When did I, Feng Xiaowu, have you been fooled?"

Feng Jue then opened his mouth and smiled with satisfaction.

The old and the young guys, who are as envious as their hair, finally achieved temporary unity in the friendly atmosphere of conversation.

Feng Qing finished taking Feng Jue's vein and left Feng Jue's small attic.

Feng Jue continued to study the ratio of the agent afterwards.

Feng Qing originally wanted to persuade Feng Jue to pay attention to rest, but now his body is different from the past, so he gave up after thinking about it.

These uncles and uncles are obsessed with dedicating themselves, and put the honor and disgrace of the Medicine King Valley first, and put their personal enjoyment completely at the bottom. Uncle San is obsessed with planting, because he focuses on it, and he has never even married or had children, and he has been abandoned.

The spiritual cultivation wasted by elixir and was not even willing to bother with human-machine communication. Uncle Wu was obsessed with refining the alchemy, so that he could not refine the alchemy and survived, which was equivalent to directly taking away his energy and spirit.

Of course, the fourth uncle Feng Jin is an unexpectedly smart person and the smartest person of the Wang generation. He is different from the other three uncles and uncles, so he should discuss it differently.

That's why Feng Qing asked Feng Jue to study the potion.

Feng Qing thought about it and felt that perhaps only in the latest things Yu Fengjue liked can he be the one who truly lives a meaningful life.

Before leaving, Feng Qing carefully instructed the medicine boy who took care of Feng Jue to take care of him before leaving the attic.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, Feng Qing saw Feng Xu squatting at the door planting mushrooms. Feng Xu also looked up at Feng Qing when he heard the footsteps and stood up from the ground with great difficulty. It was obvious that he had been squatting for a while.

"Why don't you go in and squat here?"

Feng Xu's legs were numb but he tried hard to stand up straight, and he grinned: "You guys are talking about it, it's not good for me to disturb me. Ah Qing, are you here to take my father's pulse? How about my father's body?"

Feng Qing reached out to help Feng Xu, and there was a wooden spiritual power input into Feng Xu's body in his palm to help him relieve the symptoms of numbness of legs. The two of them walked forward slowly.

"It's time to take the pulse. Uncle Wu's health is naturally good, so you don't have to worry."

"Can Dantian Snow Mountain be restored?" Feng Xu asked in a low voice, with a hint of expectation: "I know it's difficult, and my second uncle has long treated my father and gave the answer. But I just think,

Maybe what if you have a way?"

Feng Xu asked Feng Jue whether the snow mountain in Dantian could be repaired, which was naturally not for Feng Jue's strength or Feng Jue's alchemy, but for Feng Jue's life span.

If there is no spiritual power, Feng Jue's current physical condition will at most be more than ten years old. After all, although Feng Jue is the youngest in the Wang generation, he is now in his eighties.

The lifespan of an ordinary person is considered to be long-lived. Even if Feng Jue's body is stronger than that of an ordinary old man because of the medicinal effect of the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill, it is already a big deal to reach a hundred years.

When Feng Xu thought of this, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Now he will go back to Baicao Villa if he has time. Even if he doesn't eat and live with Feng Jue, he will have to stay close to him because he knows that even if his father saved his life, his life will still have an end.

Feng Qing looked up at Feng Xu, who was already very handsome with an adult man, and reached out to pat the back of his hand.

"Although I can't give you a definite answer now, don't worry, I will try my best to find a solution."
Chapter completed!