Using a Wok to Reorganize Life and Fly to Immortality

"To Qiongfeng, the third-class arena - success in the fight!"

The Discipline Hall in red robes adjudicated the elders and announced the result.

"Go to Qiongfeng, get the third grade!"

There was an uproar.

Originally fifty-eight peaks signed up for the challenge, but fifty-two gave up.

After the Cloud and Mist Peak, there is no other gradeless peak that dares to set foot on the arena that reaches the Qiong Peak.

At this moment, Yunwu Peak had a fiasco, and the third-grade Qiong Peak remained unchanged.

Success on the first day!

It sounds absurd, but no one dares to question it.

This arena competition is huge, and it is no less than a third-level fight against a third-level competition.

In the arena, Xu Meng in the middle stage of Jindan lost too much blood and is still in a coma.

After a brief investigation, the ruling elder waved his hand, "No problem, leave quickly for healing."

But when he turned to look at Qiongfeng, he frowned.

Lu Yizhou's spiritual sense is exhausted, this is not bad.

Looking at Yan Yan, who closed his eyes and vomited blood, there was anger on the elder's face.

"Stupid, forcibly taking pills to improve your cultivation level, Dantian is overdrafted, and now both qi and blood are empty! Kendo was originally promising, but now relying on medicinal pills to promote growth, the foundation is unstable, the mood is not enough, and I will go to Jindan in the future When the threshold is reached, it becomes even more difficult.”

Wei Zhao's original joy froze.

The joy of all the disciples to the Qiong Peak disappeared.

Elder Judgment flicked his sleeves, "Find some medicinal pills to nourish qi and blood, and heal the wound first. After recovery, go to the meditation institute to consolidate your cultivation!"

After saying that, he shrank to an inch and stepped out of the tower.

Wei Zhao hurriedly said, "Thank you elder for your guidance!"

A group of junior brothers and sisters immediately surrounded Lu Yizhou and Yan Yan, and they were very sad.

"It's rare for the third-class arena to be so tragic in previous years."

"There is no retreat to Qiongfeng, Jindan is not there, we can only build a foundation and resist."

"This injury will not recover in the short term. After 20 days, the question of the elders will be out, right? The order of the third-level peak will be set at that time, and a group of wounded people will have no chance to express themselves. It's the end again-"

"What are you panicking about!"

Everyone was discussing, but a beautiful voice faintly came from the seat of Zhi Qiongfeng.

This voice is a little unfamiliar to them.

I turned my head and looked, and saw the female cultivator in **** dress sitting on the position of the peak master of Zhiqiongfeng, with eyebrows and eyes like stars, red lips like autumn maples, she was very handsome and sassy, ​​but she He stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, and he seemed very calm.

And at the moment she is holding an ordinary amphora cauldron.

Beyond the third floor of Dou Tower, some disciples felt that the dust had settled and had already left, but there were still a few left to watch the fun.

It looks silly.

The last time she dealt with Misty Peak, Su Yu also took out a cauldron and made five-pot wire drawing, but the attention of the disciples watching the game was still on the ring, and she had not yet noticed anything abnormal.

But now, the people who are left are all paying attention to the injuries of the two foundations of Qiongfeng.

In order to devote all their minds to cultivation, and to prevent the impurities of ordinary food from entering the body, they do not eat for a long time.

But who would have thought that the current temporary peak owner of a dignified third-class peak would carry a pot with him, which really does not fit his status.

But after seeing the cauldron, everyone in Zhi Qiongfeng showed some expectations and hope.

"Second Senior Sister, Sixth Senior Brother, I will ask you."

"Senior sister, if you can cure the sixth brother, I will be able to do anything in the future!"

"Second Senior Sister, please save Sixth Senior Brother!"

The eager voices of everyone in Qiongfeng came out faintly.

The nearest onlookers had a complicated expression.

The people who go to Qiongfeng also have something wrong with them.

What medical practice is related to pot?

"Could it be that her pot is really an elixir?"

"Hey, I was just joking, how is it possible. When the alchemist sees it, she is finished."

Using an iron pot to harm the medicine will surely anger the alchemist.

And using a pot to hold pills is itself a provocative act of contempt for an alchemist.

The onlookers were afraid when they thought about it.

However, just when they thought that Zhi Qiong Peak couldn't be so stupid, they saw Su Yu stand up from the position of the peak master and put the two-eared iron pot on the tea table.

Then, she took out a shiny silver vegetable spatula from the mustard bag.

“??”

What is this operation?

Everyone was stunned.

…

Invigorating Qi and blood.

Su Yu closed his eyes and quickly flashed over twenty food supplement recipes in his mind.

She flipped through the mustard seed bag, and at first glance, she caught a few bags of dark-colored, small-grained first- and second-grade Lingzhi fruits.

Four red blood porridge.

In modern cuisine, peanuts, red beans, purple rice, red dates, four kinds of ingredients are used for stewing, nourishing blood and qi, and regulating heart power.

According to the scientific theory of modern culinary chemistry, dark grains are richer in polyphenols and proteins than light ones, which can strengthen the contraction of capillaries and promote hematopoiesis.

Su Yu immediately waved the spatula, and took four spoons of dark-colored spiritual plant grains from the mustard bag.

Fast removal of low-quality, stunted particles.

Immersed in spiritual water respectively, and the spiritual fire is slightly heated to speed up the process of hair growth.

Then tossed into the cauldron on the tea table.

Su Yu closed his eyes, and the five elements of Dantian ignited in an instant.

Soon, she raised the iron pot, and the spiritual water boiled, and shallow pockets appeared like ripples, steaming hot.

A sweet fragrance spread out to the left and right.

Onlookers just woke up like a dream.

But when they woke up, they saw that the corners of the mouths of the people around them were more or less strangely intoxicated, but their eyes were full of shock.

Everyone was surprised and touched the corners of their mouths.

But after sober-

"How, how could it be... it's a pot!"

"Aura...how come out of this pot?"

"Why did she put the poinsettia leather valley in the iron pot and simmer it on the fire!?"

One question after another, the thunder and hammering in their sea of ​​consciousness made their minds tremble.

But no one could answer.

In the end, I don't know who sighed, "Could it be that the pot is used to make alchemy...?"

"Bold!"

"Shut up! In case the alchemist is upset—"

But when it comes to that, I can't go on.

Within their eyes, they saw that slender woman in a turmeric dress and eyes like stars, shoveled a rosy glow like remnants of blood from the pot into a small white porcelain bowl.

This small round elixir is the size of pearl rice, it doesn't look unusual at all, it's very common, it's just bright red like blood, and there are two fine elixir halos on the elixir!

"!"

Everyone took a breath and took a half step back.

"Two...two..."

"I must be dazzled, brothers and sisters, whoever stabs me with swords!"

"Two pills halo...two pills, this is a second-grade pill!"

"Damn, don't say it, I thought I was in a fantasy!"

"...she is a second-grade alchemist!"

Half pay, a faint voice sounded.

"Zhi Qiongfeng - who lied to me and said that she can't cultivate, she is a waste?"

The requirements for alchemy are extremely strict. They must be pure fire spiritual roots, or spiritual roots with wood in the fire. Only one or two people can alchemy alchemy.

Second-grade alchemists, in the current sect exchange offices, the value of a pot of medicinal pills is often more than 5,000 spirit stones.

Maybe they are not strong, but few people dare to offend and provoke them.

Because of the second rank today, maybe they will enter the third rank in ten years... If you are fortunate enough to become an alchemy master in a hundred years, you can refine the elixir to help the masters solve the bottleneck of cultivation, then the threshold must be trampled.

Whoever offends the alchemist is really stupid.

"Senior sister, fortunately, our peak strength is low, so we never thought about challenging the arena."

"That's right, Zhi Qiong Peak must remember the names of the 58 peaks, we escaped."

58 disciple: "...???"

"Junior Brother Wei."

Qian Qingqiu heard the discussion all the way, and walked to Zhi Qiongfeng people without knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"I have a nourishing rune gifted by master here, which can slowly nourish the sea of ​​​​knowledge, you should put it on a boat first."

Wei Zhao hurriedly handed over his gratitude and let Yu Dong watch the tea, "Thank you, I will not refuse at this time, and I will pay it back later."

Qian Qingqiu waved his hand, "We are allies, Junior Brother Wei doesn't need to see outsiders, then Junior Brother Yan Yan might as well go to our Yuqiong Peak to recuperate, I can play Qing Shenqin music to help him stabilize his realm—"

But before he finished speaking, he heard a beautiful voice behind him.

"Okay, someone."

Qian Qingqiu couldn't help turning around and saw Su Yu's cheeks were rosy at the moment, and his eyes were as bright as fireflies, shining brightly.

And she has a pair of plain hands, each holding a small jasper bowl.

On the left are six coral-colored round pills the size of pearl rice, and on the right are three golden powder pills the size of winter jujubes, with some bumps on the surface.

The bright red and gold powder on both sides fall on the jasper porcelain bowl respectively, which makes the color more beautiful and charming.

And a sweet and fragrant smell came faintly with the aura.

Qian Qingqiu was taken aback.

The rest were also stunned. Hang Wan'er stepped forward and looked at her, surprised and delighted, "Second Senior Sister, have you made two pills for Senior Brother Six?"

They all know that she is concocting alchemy, and they dare not disturb her easily. Hang Wan'er has learned to be smart this time, and put a ban on her.

But they didn't expect that she made two copies!

"Sister, which one to take first?" Wei Zhao admired and asked with concern.

Su Yu raised his eyebrows and handed the two porcelain bowls to him, "Start with light colors."

Generally, the order of meals is from light to dark, from light to strong.

This will not make light dishes tasteless because of the rich taste.

A reasonable order of serving dishes can make the five senses of the diners stack up layer by layer and spiral upward, so as not to fall down halfway and create a sense of loss.

"Okay!" Wei Zhao immediately asked Yu Dong to give it to Yan Yan with his eyes closed.

But Su Yu frowned, "Wait."

Cough.

As long as she is not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

"Senior sister, I am also thinking about it. I just made three new products... How effective are the effects, I haven't tried it yet. Which one is more suitable for the sixth brother, you can study." Anyway, she didn't know.

"?"

New pills, three! ?

Qian Qingqiu couldn't help but look at Su Yu in amazement, even though Jindan and the second-class peaks have a lot of resources.

"In such a short period of time, Junior Sister Su created three kinds of elixir for nourishing qi and blood, and they all succeeded in refining them?"

Fortunately, Su Yu has been out for a long time, and his face is thick enough. Hearing this, his ears are not red and his face is not hot.

Just reluctantly hummed, "It's nothing, it's all inheriting the wisdom of the predecessors."

Qian Qingqiu:

The eyes of all the brothers and sisters admired, rushing like a surging water.

But Su Yu was very calm, turned around and handed over the third small jasper bowl that he just couldn't hold in his hand to Yu Dong.

The spirit material in the mustard seed bag is only enough for her to make three blood nourishing dishes.

Four red blood porridge.

Fried Pork Liver.

Blood and Qi black chicken soup.

The second dish was originally Four Gods Pork Liver Porridge, but she felt that the three dishes and two porridges were really unbalanced and had no beauty at all.

She changed to fried liver temporarily.

But after the Five Elements Pot, whether it is effective, how effective, and whether it is harmful... She doesn't know.

These three dishes have all become elixir-like today.

The color of the appearance is a bit monotonous in her opinion.

She is full of qi and blood now, and she is not interested in using medicinal herbs, so she can only let others try it.

"It's the old rule, people who try it write and take the handbook. In the future, if you try new products, you will be rewarded with 100 contribution points." Su Yu did not forget the rewards and punishments.

As she spoke, she put her hands behind her back and walked back to the tea table, "Someone else, clean the pots and pans for me, and contribute 100 points."

"Second Senior Sister, I'll try Dan!" Hang Wan'er was the first to raise her hand enthusiastically.

Wei Zhao frowned, "Sister Seven, you haven't been injured, how can you test the result? Go wash the pot."

Hang Waner: "…"

Yu Dong glanced left and right, "I'll try it."

He took the small jasper bowl that Wei Zhao was holding, and his large blue robe revealed a blood-stained cuff.

The outstretched right hand was covered in blood.

"You were injured by Xu Meng's knife?" Zhu Ying suddenly cried out anxiously.

Yu Dong gave her a comforting look and pulled down the sleeves to cover it, "It's just a little trauma."

Yan Yan took the mushroom soup just now, and the three layers of aroma in the tower were overflowing, covering the **** smell on his body.

Yu Dong tried his best to cover it up, but a thin layer of sweat formed on his forehead as he moved, and his right arm was stiff and weak.

In fact, he couldn't raise one arm for a long time, and a slight movement of his right shoulder was like a tearing knife.

Wei Zhao's expression was solemn, "Xu Meng's sword intent will condense in the wound, and it is very ruthless. Fifth Junior Brother, you must refine it as soon as possible."

Wei Zhao was worried, but still hummed, "Nourishing qi and blood can temporarily relieve your pain."

Yu Dong immediately sat down with his knees crossed and placed three bowls of medicinal herbs with different colors in front of him.

Bright color, very pleasant.

From the size of a fist, to the size of a pearl, it gradually shrinks, and there are bursts of fragrance.

Yu Dong's throat moved slightly.

Wei Zhao reminded, "Fifth Junior Brother, use chopsticks, don't swallow whole, otherwise it's too severe."

Yu Dong:

This is absurd, if it were three days ago, he would not believe it.

But with Chunmei Dan in front, that little flower will restore his spiritual energy to its peak. If the pill with the size of a fist is swallowed whole, it is also possible to explode and die.

Yu Dong looked at Wei Zhao gratefully, "Thank you, brother, for reminding me."

Qian Qingqiu: “…”

Lin Zhen&Zhu Ying: "…"

This dialogue, as if they were standing at the door of an alchemy master, not a third-level peak.

"Then I'll start with the lighter shade."

Yu Dong was a little nervous, took out his chopsticks and rubbed a small piece from the edge of the cream-like snow-colored pill on the left, cautiously, he only took a third of Chunmei Dan one size.

But when she was about to put it in her mouth, she was stopped by Su Yu, "You can enjoy this pill before using it."

Yu Dong: "?"

Master Su stood with his hands behind his back.

The first course, nourishing blood and nourishing qi, black bone soup.

In order to get a clear top-grade soup color, the main ingredients should not be too oily, she chose the second-grade black bone with more meat and bones. Then I went to the scum three times, and when the soup was slightly boiling, I put the red and white meat paste in the soup to absorb the impurities in the soup twice.

The final soup stock is like a mirror, which can reflect people's shadows.

"Poke a small hole, watch it, and then go up to it." Su Yu pointed out.

Yu Dong: "?"

Wei Zhao: "??"

Everyone: "???"

This is an unheard of way of taking a pill.

Would you like to take one bite?

Qian Qingqiu couldn't help but probe, he wanted to try it, but unfortunately he wasn't injured.

"Junior Brother Yu Dong, your arm is injured, I'll do it for you."

Qian Qingqiu came forward.

At the peak of Jindan, there is no one who is better than him.

The robe fluttered, and he quickly moved to Yu Dong's side. Before he could make a sound, his fingertips triggered a spiritual energy, and the fat-creasing elixir in Yu Dong's hand broke open a pea on the spot Big hole!

"Senior brother!" Zhu Ying cried out in dissatisfaction.

Qian Qingqiu touched his nose, spread his hands and said, "I'm here to help—"

Speaking, he couldn't help being curious, and he took the lead to look into the small hole of the medicine pill.

As a result, she lowered her eyes and was stunned.

He was stunned, and a fresh and mellow flavor floated into his nose and mouth, making him feel refreshed.

Su Yu couldn't help but remind, "Be careful not to burn yourself."

This sound awakened Qian Qingqiu, only then did he realize that his right hand was only half an inch away from the medicine pill.

In a few moments, he might pick it up and take it.

Qian Qingqiu: “…”

"Yu Dong, take it quickly!" Zhu Ying, who was wearing a pink dress, hurriedly spoke, and glanced at her senior brother resentfully, "Senior brother come back quickly, don't disturb."

Qian Qingqiu coughed lightly, and then took two steps back, but his eyes were still on the medicine pill.

Yu Dong's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Jindan Peak was coveting, which made him feel a lot of pressure.

But he felt the wound on his right shoulder was violent, and the pain was coming. Seeing that his hands were shaking, he was about to overturn the porcelain bowl. Yu Dong hurriedly leaned over and lowered his head to approach the pea-shaped hole in the medicine pill.

Half a minute away, **** hard.

A crowd surrounded him.

Visible to the naked eye, not only them, but even Yu Dong himself lowered his eyebrows, he saw a spring water as clear as a mirror, sucking out of this medicine pill, overflowing with a trace of silver, pouring in in his mouth.

It's really beautiful, I can enjoy it!

Yu Dong sighed with emotion, and then his body shook.

The warmth poured in, filled his lips and teeth in an instant, and slipped into his throat. The aftertaste of the pure and fresh aroma under the fine product did not diminish, and the aftertaste was endless.

Yu Dong had an illusion, as if he was in a secret realm at the moment, found a century-old Codonopsis ginseng, and gathered its roots to absorb the essence.

It's hot—

"Five Junior Brothers?"

"Five Senior Brothers..."

Everyone saw Yu Dong's eyes overflowing with a hint of drunkenness, and the sweat on his forehead did not decrease, but more.

When they were wondering, they saw the pale color on his face, which turned red.

Puff—

A **** arrow shot out from his right shoulder!

"!"

"Five Junior Brothers!"

Zhu Ying stepped forward quickly and hurriedly supported him to check the wound.

"Don't try—" Su Yu, who was always calm, suddenly stood up when he saw the blood, his face dignified.

But before she finished speaking, she saw Yu Dong move the **** right shoulder, raised his blood-stained right hand, and covered his intact left shoulder.

Su Yu: "?"

He looked at everyone and comforted in a low voice, "It's okay, a minor injury. Just put some trauma medicine on me."

As he spoke, he opened the placket of his intact left shoulder.

Zhu Ying: "?"

Everyone: "?"

A cultivator doesn't care about the difference between men and women.

In case of serious injury, healing is the first thing, what is it to show your shoulders?

Yu Dong didn't care, he tore open the front of his shirt, and it was clear to everyone that he had a smooth and intact left shoulder.

"Little Sixteen, come and apply medicine for me, I will continue to try Dan."

“…!”

What medicine? Where to put it!

Zhu Ying was the closest to him, and there was not even a single hair-thin scar.

"Where do you hurt?" she asked softly.

"I..." Yu Dong subconsciously touched his left shoulder, but was immediately taken aback.

He remembered it wrong, not the left shoulder, but the right—

Yu Dong was stunned, but stopped for a moment.

He looked at his right hand, which he couldn't lift just now, but was now easily raised—

Yu Dong seemed to be haunted by ghosts and moved his throat with difficulty.

Slowly put down her right hand and raised her left.

Then, put down her left hand and slowly raise her right hand.

“…”

No pain.

Also as flexible as when I just finished my practice this morning—

Where is his injury?