Chapter 4857: 4857 She can't figure it out

   Chapter 4857

  Gu Fenghua had a good pill furnace on his own, so he didn't bother to bother, so he made a handprint to condense the pill fire, and then controlled the fire according to the wine prescription, and put the medicinal materials into the pill furnace one by one.

   "Sect Master, what kind of holy pill are you refining?" Gui Yezi's surprised voice suddenly heard in his ears.

   "Senior, you are awake!" Gu Fenghua said in surprise.

  Counting it down, it's been a long time since I heard Kijiko's voice. No way, from the Profound Realm to the Spirit Realm, the enemies she faced were getting stronger and stronger, and the Demon Wooden Cauldron was also struggling to deal with it. If it weren’t for Guiyezi to maintain it hard, I’m afraid this magical pill furnace would have been destroyed long ago. At once. However, even though he tried his best to keep the Demon Wooden Cauldron, Gui Yezi himself suffered heavy injuries many times, and he was recovering and healing most of the time.

  Gu Fenghua rushed to Beiyuan City, in order to find the Nine Heavens Chaos Stone as soon as possible, repair the fatal flaws of the Demon Wooden Cauldron, and at the same time give the spirits freedom, otherwise he would accompany the Demon Wooden Cauldron to pieces.

   "Yeah." Gui Yezi replied and asked, "What kind of sacred pill do you cultivate? You actually use so many strange flowers and plants?"

Qi Dao Dan Dao, there is something to understand. Gui Yezi is trapped in the demon wooden cauldron. Gu Fenghua has witnessed every time he refines a pill, and he has a deeper understanding of the Dan Dao. He knows the normal sacred pill, even in the legend. The ancient Qidan would not use so many kinds of medicinal materials.

   "I am not making alchemy this time, but making wine." Gu Fenghua said.

  "Making...wine..." Just by listening to the voice, you can imagine the old man dumbfounded and petrified.

  This demon wooden cauldron is the brainchild of his life, and it is also an artifact, an artifact!

  Take a divine tool to make wine, but she can't figure it out. Fortunately, the Yaomu Ding has spiritual meaning, but it has no thoughts. Otherwise, most of it will be angry and die of grief and indignation. In the depths of the demon-wood cauldron, Guiyezi had a black line.

   "I am not making ordinary wine, but Sacred Heart Drunk, the best wine in the Promise Holy Heaven." Gu Fenghua explained, worried that Guizhizi was dissatisfied.

   "Oh." What is the best wine of the Promise Holy Heaven, after all, it is not wine, and it is so violent to make wine with such an artifact. Onijiko's heart began to bleed.

  "This wine can not only strengthen the meridians, but also nourish the soul, and its effect is never under the holy pill." Gu Fenghua added.

   "What!" Gui Yezi was taken aback.

With Gu Fenghua’s current alchemy, not to mention the imperial sacred pill, even the ancient Qi Dan, as long as the pill is in hand, it is not difficult to refine it, and she can even give her an ancient Qi Dan. Determine the Dan Fang by yourself. The holy pill she was talking about naturally included the ancient Qidan.

  Gui Yezi has never heard of any good wines and wines that can compare the effects of ancient Qidan. If Gu Fenghua hadn’t said this, he would have uttered his nose.

  In fact, even if this was from Gu Fenghua's mouth, he still deeply doubted it, but Gu Fenghua was the Sect Master of Fen Tianzong, so he couldn't say much.

   "You'll know when I brew it." Gu Fenghua also knew that his words were too unbelievable and hard to believe, so he didn't explain too much. Anyway, as long as the Sacred Heart Drunk let him taste it, Gui Yezi will naturally know the mysterious wonder of the world's best wine.

  That’s what Gu Fenghua said, but Gu Fenghua knew very well that Sheng Xin Zui was not so good to brew. According to Sima Jingnan, this wine recipe is not perfect. Even Qiu Sacred Heart himself, the Sacred Heart intoxication produced by him in the end, is no more than a hundred altars. It may be a mistake, or some other coincidence. Only occasionally succeed in refining, let alone others.

  (End of this chapter)