Probation abuse heroine failed

Although this system has few permissions and cheats are not good, when Gong Dongling activated the control panel, he saw the time on the panel deliberately imitating the Windows desktop. Although it is not the time of the current world, it can still be used as a timer.

If you can use it to remember the time of each successful alchemy, you can quickly grasp the maturity time of the elixir.

The system also admires her ability to take advantage of loopholes, but there is nothing to do. After all, the desktop is there. I thought that no one would care if it was a free time anyway, but I didn't expect it to be used in alchemy...

Following the instructions, she stuffed a handful of fairy grass into the furnace body and checked the time.

The base where the spirit fire was placed did not change at first, but the moment the furnace cover was put on, a light red light was released from the spirit fire body, which gradually climbed up along the wall of the alchemy furnace, and finally covered the material, and the entire furnace The body seemed to be wrapped in red plastic, and the material inside could not be seen with the naked eye.

But in the next second, a very clear picture of the interior of the alchemy furnace appeared in Gong Dongling's sea of ​​consciousness.

Her body seemed to be within the coverage of the red light, and she could sense the "temperature" of the spiritual fire. Only the right temperature would make her feel warm, and if it was too low or too high, she would feel cold or hot.

In this way, Gong Dongling can adjust the temperature of the spiritual fire through his own perception.

Because it was the first time to make alchemy, she didn't know how the fire was ready, so she could only keep an eye on the changes of the fairy grass.

I saw that it seemed to have been cooked, the color gradually changed from light green to dark, and gradually turned into the gray-black common in elixir, and the shape of the grass leaves was also scattered into a ball, making it impossible to recognize the original appearance.

It should be...it should be almost the same.

As if she could predict that her perception conveyed such a message, Gong Dongling was afraid that if she continued to refine it, it would become mushy, so she wanted to gather the elixir residue into the shape of an elixir.

But no matter how she ordered it with her mind, the layer of red light only beat weakly twice, and there was no intention of shrinking into a ball at all.

Seeing that the color of the medicine dregs was starting to look wrong, Gong Dongling could not wait to go up and make dumplings by herself.

As expected, the dregs of the medicine were mushy.

Gong Dongling even smelled a familiar smell, which was exactly the same as when he used to drink traditional Chinese medicine for conditioning.

The unfavorable result made Gong Dongling very unconvinced, obviously the whole process felt good, so how can you say that if you fail, you will fail?

She picked up the ancient book and studied it carefully for a while, but only saw a line of notes at the end of the first chapter, which told readers that all procedures required the alchemist to concentrate, and the more complicated the operation, the more concentrated and controlled it would be to succeed. Failure is probably because the consciousness is not focused on the elixir.

Gong Dongling thought about it, and felt that the problem was here. The operation was not difficult before, which caused her to be sluggish. When she found out that something was wrong, she became restless and affected her performance. In this way, it is normal to fail.

But this attempt was not in vain, after all, she did not forget to check the time when she was flustered, and remembered it in her heart.

After all, it is the most basic spirit grass pill, with the lessons learned from last time, even if it is the first alchemy, Gong Dongling can easily succeed after concentrating his consciousness.

Looking at the elixir formed in the furnace, she picked it up, couldn't bear curiosity, struggled for a long time, and finally took a sip boldly.

There was no smell at all, even the fragrance of the fairy grass itself disappeared. Gong Dongling put down the elixir that he only took a bite of, and wondered how the monks ate this bland thing as food.

Of course, Gong Dongling couldn't be satisfied with just making the most basic pill, so she continued to try.

Anyway, nothing happened, she stayed at home for three days and tried many prescriptions.

Of course, many prescriptions are not successful at the first time. Fortunately, her storage ring is rich in natural resources and medicinal materials, which can withstand her experimentation and squandering.

One of them was a major mistake, because I misidentified the medicinal material and put two things with conflicting attributes into a pot. Dong Ling had sensed it in advance, and if she avoided it in time, her sea of ​​consciousness might also be affected.

From then on, Gong Dongling never dared to be sloppy in alchemy.

By the third day, she had already completed the production of more than 20 common low-level elixirs, and had advanced to the level of the first-level third-grade medicine.

However, this does not mean that Gong Dongling is already a third-grade alchemist, because an alchemist must pass the assessment and certification of an authoritative organization for alchemy before he can "take a job with a certificate".

At this time, Gong Dongling was making the "Ji Dan" to increase the success rate of breakthroughs before the base period, but there was an unexpected visitor outside the door.

She frowned, only distracted for a moment, and immediately concentrated on checking and accepting the pill. This was her third attempt, and she couldn't miss it again.

Whether or not one can practice the base elixir is an important sign to advance from the elementary level to the intermediate level, which is equivalent to the "graduation exam" of the initial level. After all, among the many elixirs, the most precious ones are those that can increase the success rate of breakthroughs.

Besides, there was another reason that made her determined to refine this pill, as if someone needed it.

The previous stage of difficult to adjust the heat has passed, and it is the final juncture of condensing into a pill.

Gong Dongling closed her eyes tightly, she bit her lip, fine beads of sweat ooze from her forehead, she tried her best to concentrate, but the feedback from the material was full of pressure, the two of them competed for a while.

Her strength was still superior, the red light melted the dregs of the medicine little by little, and the shape of the medicine pill gradually took shape, and even faintly revealed a little golden light.

"It's still close... the last point!"

Finally, at the moment of becoming a pill, golden rays of light radiated out from the gap in the furnace mouth.

But at the same time, before Gong Dongling had time to see what the legendary Zhu Jidan looked like, he felt a very familiar dull pain in his heart.

That was the feeling when she had a heart attack in her previous life... She clutched her chest, slumped on the ground, curled up, panting heavily.

Fortunately, the pain only lasted for a moment, she was still kneeling on the ground, her face was frighteningly pale, and her whole body was drenched in cold sweat, as if she had just been fished out of the water.

【alarm!The heroine's blackening value has increased!If the heroine is allowed to continue to blacken, the punishment will be even more severe! 】The system starts to alarm by itself.

"The heart just now...was the punishment for Xie Yu's blackening?" Gong Dongling asked feebly.

Thinking about it, the reward for a successful mission is to return to the real world with a healthy body. Of course, there is a penalty for a mission failure, but this feeling is too similar to the previous life.

After calming down, Gong Dongling carefully put Zhu Jidan back into the box and put it in his cuff, before he had time to tidy up the scene, he went to open the door for the uninvited guest.

The person waiting outside the door was Ji Yuran, the original heroine who hadn't appeared for a long time. When Gong Dongling saw him, she was obviously taken aback, and almost forgot that this was the heroine.

The incident happened suddenly, Gong Dongling was anxious to find Xie Yu again, and had no time to get entangled with this black heart lotus, just wanted to send him away quickly, so she leaned against the door, indifferently: "What's the matter?"

Ji Yuran stared at Gong Dongling silently, unable to speak for some reason.

He and Gong Dongling have been childhood sweethearts since they were young. Although he was once a golden lotus under the Buddha's seat, he was originally ruthless, but after being demonized, he also had seven emotions and six desires. When he first became an adult, he met Gong Dongling, and naturally regarded her as a own white moonlight.

In fact, ever since Gong Dongling came back from the extreme north, she was no longer as close to him as before, especially when the two confronted each other last time, she always felt a little hostile towards him.

With such doubts in mind, Ji Yuran thought about it for a few days, and finally couldn't help it, so he took the opportunity to ask Gong Dong about her attitude.

Unexpectedly, this time Gong Dongling didn't even pretend to be pretending, and the disregard for him was directly written on his face.

Putting aside the doubts about Gong Dongling's attitude, Ji Yuran suddenly realized that her expression was not right, as if she had just suffered a serious illness.

"Senior Sister Ling'er, what's wrong? Is the cold coming again?"

"I'm in a hurry, don't waste time." Gong Dongling frowned, already a little impatient.

Ji Yuran hurriedly said: "I heard that my senior sister is going to Ruoxu illusion to look for Xuanji grass. I have a natural connection with these plants, so I thought that I could go to search with my senior sister. Come here and ask my senior sister if she is willing."

"Thank you, but there's no need," Gong Dongling politely refused, and began to see off the guests, "Please come back when you're done, I'm really in a hurry."

Having said all of this, Ji Yuran didn't have the face to stay any longer, he said goodbye in embarrassment and left, but his eyes flashed with a strange stern look.

What Ji Yuran wanted from beginning to end was nothing more than the attention and admiration of others. When someone treats him well and regards him as salvation, he tends to ignore that person. Once they look away, he will be shy again. Go up to blog and pay attention.

Gong Dongling didn't care about these things, she set off immediately, and flew towards Yujian in one direction according to the system's instructions.

It shouldn't be... It stands to reason that there is no darkening point at all based on the original plot, and no matter what, Gong Dongling can't help but suspect that this is because he changed the plot and changed the whole story.

When Jianfei approached the peak in front of him, the memory in Gong Dongling's mind came back to life. This place seems to be the residence of Senior Brother Qiu Yan?

Gong Dongling landed in a hurry, but before she touched the ground, she felt another dull pain, which seemed to be more serious than before, she spat out blood, stumbled and fell off the sword.

[Alarm alert!The heroine's blackening has deepened!Alarm...] The sound of the system exploded in my ears.

She knew how embarrassed she was now, but she couldn't control that much. She casually wiped the corner of her mouth with her sleeve, and rushed to the door, pushing the door open without thinking.

When she saw the scene inside the door, she exclaimed: "Stop!"

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After Xie Yu got the news from Gong Dongling that the mysterious person might be Qiu Yan, although he didn't believe it all, he still kept his mind on it and started investigating when he returned home.

Qiu Yan has been traveling for a long time, and the number of times he has come back can be counted on the fingers, and his residence is on an unnamed peak in the south. Not only is it unattended, but almost no one will set foot on it.

Thinking of this, Xie Yu thought a little bit, and wanted to sneak in to see if he could find the rice paper that the mysterious person gave him.

It took her two days to step on the route, and for two whole days, Xie Yu never saw a single person on the peak, which gave her a little more courage. On the third day, she finally slipped through the unlocked back door. went in.

There are not many displays of Qiu Yan's residence, but everything is low-key and luxurious, as if it was something he brought back from his travels.

Xie Yu didn't find what she wanted in the outer room, so she walked towards the inner study.

But she never thought that as soon as she opened the door, she would see her own portrait hung high on the wall, but the person in the painting had an expression of arrogance and disdain for all sentient beings, an expression that had never appeared on her face.

Xie Yu's heartbeat quickened, and it was especially clear in the silent room, waking her up. Only then did she realize that she was reaching out to touch the cheek of the person in the painting.

Withdrawing his hand like an electric shock, Xie Yu's eyes were solemn, and he was also puzzled, why is there a portrait of her hanging here?

But what is even more shocking is that there are more paintings on the table, stacked thickly under the inkstone.

Xie Yu took a deep breath, picked up the inkstones, and opened them one by one.

All her pictures.

The movements and postures are different, but what remains the same is the look in the eyes, which seems to be able to see into people's hearts. Qiu Yan seems to be dissatisfied with these paintings, and the random ink marks ruin the beauty of the whole painting.

After reading these, Xie Yu felt more and more that although the appearance was similar, this painting must not be her, at least, not her current self.

When turning to the last one, Xie Yu found a rice paper book at the bottom, which looked very familiar.

Xie Yu took out the rice paper folded into squares from his sleeve and compared them carefully. Even the patterns and grids were exactly the same, and they really came from the same book.

The person who told her the news was Qiu Yan, and he seemed to pay special attention to himself...

She opened the rice paper book in silence, only to see that there were many things densely recorded on it, all of which were related to her, and the earliest date could even be traced back to the two months when she first came to Buzhou Mountain.

Xie Yu knew for the first time,

The reason why he was recognized by Xuan Ling was that Qiu Yan secretly collected her blood and dripped it on the sword;

The reason why she was isolated by so many inner disciples was because Qiu Yan, as a senior disciple, summoned several mountain chiefs to arrange the task;

And even those who showed kindness to her and then quickly betrayed her all had Qiu Yan's handwriting...

It turns out that most of the pain called "fate" that I have experienced on Mount Buzhou so far was deliberately caused by others.

Xie Yu fell into a strange calm. She stood where she was, with the pure blackness of the pupils spreading out from her black eyes like ink, like a violent storm.

The devil in his body seemed to wake up, devouring Xie Yu's emotions greedily, whispering a few words from time to time.

As if sensing something, she turned her head and met the man's eyes calmly.

"Oh, I was seen. I obviously haven't played enough." Qiu Yan's secret was discovered, but he smiled heartily and said indifferently.