Chapter 546 I'll clean it up tomorrow

After a few rounds, the light around gradually disappeared and the night slowly descended.

The low temperature, cold, and dampness are also slowly causing physical discomfort.

Mu Yunwen was placed on a stone by Feng Qiao, with a thick blanket on her body. Chu Yi was obediently lying on Mu Yunwen's shoulder, looking at Qin Mufeng with a pair of black eyes, with some caution.

Feng Qiao sat next to Mu Yunwen, chewing jerky meat and drinking water. Along the way, Feng Qiao felt tired and tired.

Not far from Fengqiao, there were several people living in Lianqing sitting and eating.

Among them, Ji Yueying, who was brought back by Yuni, had a little embarrassed dress, and a red mark on her face was scratched by the sharp vegetation.

Yuni handed Ji Yueying a piece of dry food, looked at Ji Yueying staring at Feng Qing with a cruel look, shook her head secretly, but said nothing.

The distance between Song Zhi was sitting, between Feng Qing and Qin Mufeng and Lianqing and his group, his eyes stared at Feng Qing from time to time, although he said nothing, everyone present could see that Song Zhi was about Feng Qing

What does it mean?

"This Yin Bone Cold Flower is also strange. The place where it grows, even the fog is thin. Could it be that it also has the effect of dispelling thick fog?"

Feng Qing looked at the beautiful cold flower in the swamp and tilted her head.

This Yin Bone Cold Flower is a sixth-grade intermediate-level spiritual herb.

This is the first time Feng Qing has encountered a sixth-grade spiritual herb on the first floor.

"kindness."

Qin Mufeng just responded lightly.

"But it's strange that there is no soul beast guarding around this Yin Bone Cold Flower."

Feng Qing could see that there were no traces of fighting around, so he said this.

"have."

"What?" Feng Qing was stunned when she heard Qin Mufeng say this.

“Below.”

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Following Qin Mufeng's gaze, Feng Qing looked around the swamp where the Yin Bone Cold Flower grew with some fear.

The soul beast lurking under the swamp? And she didn't even feel anything!

"It dared not come out." Qin Mufeng said lightly.

It seems to be saying that today's starry sky is so beautiful.

".It is afraid of you?" Feng Qing looked at Qin Mufeng with a complicated expression.

"Probably."

"What kind of soul beast is it? Can I beat it?"

"A snake. fifth grade."

"Then I should be able to beat it. I will clean it up tomorrow." Feng Qing clenched his fists with both hands and made a thrilling attempt.

"Okay." Qin Mufeng's mouth curled, and his deep black eyes could only accommodate Feng Qing.

Feng Qing observed the mist around him that was not considered to be foggy, and looked at Mu Yunwen, whose face was a little pale with his back against the big stone.

Obviously, Mu Yunwen is cold.

After thinking about it, Feng Qing decided to try whether she could dispel the fog first or raise a fire.

"Master Qi, I'll make some medicine and you can help me protect me."

After saying that, Feng Qing turned around and lay a thick felt on the ground, then took out the nameless medicinal materials he had picked before and placed them on the felt.

I saw Feng Qing coming to the nameless medicinal herbs. The already thin mist around him disappeared a lot, and it was almost gone.

Seeing such a change, everyone around couldn't help but look at Feng Qing.

Then, Feng Qing waved and asked Mu Muxi to help her. She divided the stems and leaves of the nameless medicinal herb into small pieces with a dagger. Then she picked up the small pieces of medicinal leaf and observed them carefully.

This nameless medicinal material has no other medicinal properties, and is not even spiritual medicine. However, now that it can dispel fog, Feng Qing and others seem to see the light.

The biggest test for the practitioners within the Haotian Tower is actually not hunting soul beasts.

Instead, there is insufficient food and water sources, as well as these cold and humid mist everywhere. After entering Haotian Tower, even the food that can be eaten can not be found. If not, it will be food that can be eaten.

All the experienced practitioners entering the Haotian Tower have been prepared, and I am afraid they can't take it for so long.

Furthermore, even if you are prepared, the ubiquitous cold and damp fog can invisibly harm the body of the experienced, making everyone's body worse and worse until they can't stand it.

So, when everyone saw Feng Qing take out something that could dispel the thick fog, everyone's eyes glowed.

Feng Qing stared at the small piece of leaves of the nameless medicinal herb in her hand and looked back and forth for a while. Finally, a ball of fire burned into the palm of her right hand, and directly threw the leaves into the palm of her right hand. Soon, it turned into a drop of blue-green medicine.

Feng Qing put away the medicine liquid, stood up, walked to the edge of the thick fog, and then divided the drop of medicine liquid in his hand into ten drops with spiritual power, and shot it directly towards the thick fog.

really.

The ten drops of small, almost invisible medicinal liquid penetrated into the thick fog, and actually dispersed a piece of thick fog directly, revealing clear vegetation and moss on the ground.

"It can actually dispel the ubiquitous mist! So magical!" Song Zhi stood beside Feng Qing and said, "Shaogu Master, do you want to refine the medicinal liquid of this herb? Why don't you ask me to help?"

Feng Qing turned around and looked at Song Zhi with a smile on his face. He rarely did not give him a cold face, but nodded.

"Then you come."

Song Zhi, who had never been dealt with by Feng Qing, heard that Feng Qing agreed to help, and was immediately stunned in surprise, and then trotted to Feng Qing happily.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qing led Song Zhi back to the felt edge and pointed to an empty seat for Song Zhi to sit down.

Song Zhi was so excited that Feng Qing took care of him that he naturally sat down obediently.

Just as it was done, Song Zhi was about to ask what he needed to do, Feng Qing waved his hand first and summoned a mortar specially used for pounding medicine, and a bunch of neatly arranged medicinal materials in front of him.

"Mash all these medicinal materials and put them in a classified manner."

"Make it?" Song Zhi looked at the bundles in front of him, with more than twenty medicinal materials, and swallowed.

"That's right. The more you break, the better."

Song Zhi only felt that what he said he wanted to help just now might be too careless.

Feng Qiao, who was standing beside him, guessed what Feng Qing was going to do, took away the dry food and water, and left.

"Shaogu Master, I'll do it, you can rest for a while."

Feng Qiao is the only alchemist except Feng Qing, and the only fire-attribute spiritual practitioner, so Feng Qiao can replace what Feng Qing wants to do.

"Then you can refine the leaves that Mumuxi helped to cut into medicine."

"Okay. Feng Qiao understands."

Feng Qiao even looked at Qin Mufeng deeply before turning his head, sitting in the position where Feng Qing was originally sitting, and took out his own alchemy furnace.

Feng Qing can condense the medicinal liquid with bare hands, but Feng Qiao cannot do it. He also needs the assistance of an alchemy furnace.

In this way, the assembly line is formed.

Mumuxi cuts large medicinal materials, Song Zhi is responsible for mashing, and Feng Qiao is responsible for refining the medicinal liquid.

Feng Qing put an unknown medicinal herb next to Mu Yunwen to dispel the thick fog. He also observed Mu Yunwen's situation and felt that Mu Yunwen's situation was still stable, so he nodded and returned to Qin Mufeng to sit next to him.

Let's go.
Chapter completed!