I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

Part 57

As Ningxue's mist dissipated, the whole room was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers, and it smelled good.

But Mu Wanwan felt that his heart was bleeding, and it was not easy to cultivate a plant of Ningxue!

There were only seventeen Ningxue seedlings that she had cultivated when she had an enlightenment, and now she has just scrapped one.

"Tweet!" Mengmeng sniffed the smell in the air, as if she was quite intoxicated, and made a pleasant chirp beside Mu Wanwan.

Mu Wanwan sighed, and took out a jade bottle of average quality from his pocket, and filled the juice of the bellflower suspended on the side without wasting it.

Because she was afraid of wasting another plant of Ningxue, Mu Wanwan was not ready to try to refine Ningxue Pill again, holding Mengmeng to the yard, put it down and let it play by itself. After picking a few Huiling Fruits, some bellflowers, and dredging flowers, I was going to start with the cheap pill.

This time, she was more careful than last time, staring closely at the situation in the pill furnace, and when the Huiling Fruits were gradually refined into a light red liquid, she immediately controlled the half-solidified light with her spiritual power. The red liquid, and at the same time quickly threw the prepared dredging flower into the pill furnace.

When the dredging flowers were almost melted, Mu Wanwan moved quickly to pour the juice of the bellflower that had been loaded before.

What she thinks is very beautiful, that is, use spiritual power to knead the three liquids like dough, and then wait until a certain temperature to condense the pills.

But there is a gap between imagination and reality. Just when Mu Wanwan put the three materials together, she realized that her spiritual power couldn't operate three liquid clusters at the same time. Three liquid clusters that she couldn't manage with all her strength. Congealed together.

Because his energy was focused on condensing the three liquid clusters together, Mu Wanwan didn't pay much attention to controlling the pill fire, and suddenly he didn't connect his spiritual power. The pill fire was much bigger and he failed again.

The three liquid clusters that were originally pretty good in color were all charred, and Mu Wanwan put out the pill fire with a bit of pain, and cleaned one side of the pill furnace.

She thinks whether it is a matter of order, the order written on the Danfang is indeed to first refining all three materials into a liquid mass, and then combine the three into one. Dan Fang should have no problem, is it because she has neglected some steps?

Recalling the feeling of stagnation when she wanted to condense the pills, Mu Wanwan wondered if it was because her spiritual power was not strong enough, but she felt that it should not be. After all, according to Uncle Zong, she could be a second-order. Refining these two kinds of pills, it doesn't make sense that now she is Tier 3 and she still lacks spiritual power.

Mu Wanwan was in distress. Because this problem was not resolved, she didn't continue to try refining. After all, every failure lost not only the pill fire and her spiritual power, but also a lot of materials.

Just two failures, she had already wasted a Ningxue and many other spiritual plants.

Mu Wanwan thought for a long time, and looked at it for a long time with a dredging flower, until his eyes were a little sore, then he got up, ready to check the time before doing his job to cultivate some spiritual plants.

There are about three or four days before she can go out. Now she hasn't made a pill. Maybe she can't make it before going out this time. In order to avoid Mr. Yuelong and Mengmeng eating with her in the next month Tu, also for the new clothes, she should nurture more spiritual plants.