Chapter 053 Pill Refining

Chuchu took Tang Feng and walked all the way to the depths of the garden.

Tang Feng's eyes were in the darkness and could see clearly. He saw a transparent dome-shaped glass house about thirty meters in front of him, with flower stands, flower pots and other things neatly placed. The flower pots were covered with green plants and were about to bloom. I guess they would be fighting each other during the day, but now it is night and the flowers are closed.

It seems that this glass house is a flower house, and Chuchu’s goal is also here.

As expected by Tang Feng, Chuchu walked to the front of the flower room with a smile, opened the glass door, walked in, took out a box of matches from a metal rack at the door, and lit up several candlesticks placed on the rack and large candlelights hanging from the roof.

Tang Feng couldn't help but laugh. The decoration in the flower room was in the medieval style of foreign countries, with a strong sense of girlishness. I guess this is this private territory.

Chu Chu turned her head and looked at Tang Feng's smile. Seeing him looking around at the flower room, she looked even more proud and said, "Uncle, how do you think this place is? This is the most beautiful place in the whole house. The flowers and plants here are all planted by me. They are beautiful, right? This place is much better than those rooms that my grandfather had not had a dark and dark place for a long time."

"Uncle?" Tang Feng looked at the little girl in front of him with a smile, "Are you calling me?"

Although I have been a person who has experienced thousands of years of vicissitudes, my appearance is exactly the same as when I just graduated. This girl actually calls him an uncle? How come he looks like an uncle?

Chuchu still looked at Tang Feng with a smile, looking very playful, but she didn't answer.

Tang Feng deliberately raised his face, coughed, and looked at her with a heavy face.

Under Tang Feng's almost stern gaze, Chuchu gradually became cramped. The smile on her face became restrained and she was a little at a loss. She twisted her fingers on the corner of her skirt and said timidly: "Can you ask me to call you grandpa?"

Tang Feng almost vomited blood.

At this moment, Zhang Qingyu finally trotted all the way with Zhang Zhenbei's support. Before he could breathe evenly, he said in a suffocation: "Chu, Chuchu, you kid, you are so messy. You, why did you bring Mr. Tang to such a place? Where is this room?"

Zhang Zhenbei also frowned and echoed: "Mr. Tang said that others are forbidden to see it. If you bring him to such a glass flower room, it is transparent around it. The lights are lit, so you can see it from a distance."

"There are curtains here to pull up." Chuchu quickly pointed his finger around.

Sure enough, floor-length curtains were hung around the flower room, with a faint pink color, probably to block the sunlight for plants that are protected from light. The curtains were pulled up to block the glass walls of the flower room.

"Mr. Tang, I'm really sorry. Don't mind. They are all children who are ignorant. I'll take you to the back house, where there are many suitable rooms." Zhang Qingyu glared at Chuchu, and then quickly apologized to Tang Feng, with an anxious and guilty expression, afraid that Tang Feng would be angry.

"No need, it's OK here." Tang Feng waved his hand and stopped Zhang Qingyu.

"How can this be done here..."

"It doesn't matter where you put everything here, you can leave." Tang Feng interrupted Zhang Qingyu and said lightly.

When Chuchu heard this, her eyes lit up. She hurriedly ran over and pressed the button switch on a glass wall. As she moved, the curtains around her slowly moved. Soon, they spread out and blocked the surroundings. A light pink ceiling appeared on the transparent dome.

It really combines classical and modern. It is like the medieval ones in the room. Wherever you need to do it, it is button control. Tang Feng nodded in appreciation.

Seeing Tang Feng's eyes showing praise, Chuchu immediately became excited and said, "I designed this, isn't it good?"

Seeing that Chuchu seemed to be chattering and showing off, Zhang Qingyu glared at her again and hurriedly said to Tang Feng: "Mr. Tang, do you need some other things? For example, fire, medicine pot..."

"No, you can leave."

Zhang Qingyu looked a little surprised at Tang Feng's answer. He looked at the wooden boxes brought in by the bodyguards on the free flower stand, and then looked at Tang Feng, wanting to speak but stopping.

To make medicinal materials into medicine, in Zhang Qingyu's concept, it is to boil medicine. However, this one has no utensils and no stove. What does Tang Feng use to boil medicine? Zhang Qingyu was confused, but he didn't dare to ask too much about Tang Feng, so he could only nod his head: "Okay, then we'll leave first. If Mr. Tang needs it, just call and I'll come over."

After saying that, Zhang Qingyu made a gesture to the others, and the bodyguards immediately retreated. Zhang Zhenbei hurriedly supported him. Chu Chu seemed to have something to say, but seeing Zhang Qingyu glaring at her again, she quickly stuck out her tongue, waved her hand at Tang Feng, and walked out with Zhang Qingyu.

There is no need to see it. Tang Feng stood there and could feel that the people around him were getting farther and farther away from him. After about ten minutes, there was no breath of other people around him.

Tang Feng took out the drugs he needed on the free ground in the flower room and arranged them according to the formation of the Medicine King Zong's Ding Cultivation Technique to form a ring with a diameter of about one meter, and he sat cross-legged in the middle of the ring.

As the mantra was recited, a circle of golden light surrounded by Tang Feng. The light was not strong, as if it were present or not, slowly expanding, gradually wrapping the circle of medicinal materials.

Most of the medicinal materials have been dried and have been air-dried, but with the light, the dry medicinal materials have become richer and full of green, as if they had just been picked and still had dew. However, the greenness lasted for only a few seconds, and the medicinal materials began to shrink rapidly, just like ice directly transformed into air, and green mist rose from the medicinal materials, as if the medicinal materials turned into water mist.

All the fogs transformed from medicinal materials blend together with each other in the guidance of the golden light, surrounding Tang Feng, slowly moving, gradually merged with each other. Although the speed was very slow, as the circles of medicinal materials were rotated, you could see that the fogs of medicinal materials condensed together again, becoming a green particle the size of rice grains.

The particle seems to be absorbing the fog and gradually becoming larger in the constant rotation.

When the mist formed by the medicinal materials was absorbed, the small particles had turned into a round piece the size of a pigeon egg, green and shiny, emitting a faint light, like an jade bead.
Chapter completed!