Chapter 40: Overnight Surge (1)
The Phoenix Cold Moon picked up one of the longer ones that looked like a lingzhi mushroom, "This lingzhi has lived for at least three hundred years!"
She didn't know the grade, but judging from the age of the lingzhi, it was a good one. In her past life, she hadn't eaten less of this stuff.
Xiao Shu listened and hastily nodded, "Yes, the survival age of third-grade spiritual medicine is all over 300 years."
The phoenix, Leng Yue, was pleased with herself: "This 300-year-old lingzhi should be enough to prove that this old man won't say it's low-grade anymore." She waved her hand at Xiao Shu and said, "You go rest now, I'll call you if there's anything."
Xiao Shu immediately didn't dare ask more questions and hastily retreated.
The phoenix cold moon turned around and opened the door, and was startled. It turned out that Ye Lao had unknowingly arrived, and was now squatting beside her spiritual medicine box, flipping through it left and right, and occasionally putting it under his nose to take a sniff.
"Alright, you managed to get a third-grade spiritual medicine, that's not bad!" Huang Lengyue thought the old man would praise her for doing a good job, but instead he still had an expression that begged to be beaten.
"Are you going to take it away for refining?"
Clutching her fists, Feng Lian coldly endured the urge to thrash the old man. The three-hundred-year-old lingzhi was not good enough for him; it's worth knowing that this lingzhi was valuable enough to buy a city.
The old man picked up another third-grade purple bamboo flower, and with a mysterious smile, he said, "Of course, I have to hurry up and make you stronger, then I can drive you out of the sect! Hoo hoo..."
After that, the old man picked up the box and said, "At the latest by tonight at midnight, I will come to find you after refining it. After eating the spiritual power, you can at least upgrade one level!"
A gust of wind came, and the old man went far away with a strong wind, lifting up the cold moon's sleeves.
The phoenix cold moon cried and laughed helplessly. Overnight, through the spiritual medicine, the spiritual power rose to a higher level? This old man is really bragging without drafting.
She's been waiting for him all along!
Although she broke through two levels within a month, she knew that many people couldn't advance one level in several years.
That night, in Feng Lengyue's palace, only a small lamp was lit. Feng Lengyue sat cross-legged on the bed, silently reciting incantations.
Around midnight, the door of the outer hall of Feng Qing Ge opened.
Huang Leng Yue looked at Ye Lao's exhausted face and saw that he looked even more disheveled than the day he was beaten.
"Master."
As soon as Lao Ye entered the house, he swiftly jumped onto a chair, picked up his tea cup and started drinking without caring if the water was cold.
The phoenix cold moon was waiting beside her. The knowledge of the original owner of this body made her know that when alchemists were refining medicine, they consumed a lot of energy and physical strength. Moreover, when refining medicinal materials, they had to be fully focused and control the fire at all times until the elixir was refined.
In this process, nature cannot eat and drink either.
"Have some." Seeing Lao Ye drinking tea, his eyes fixed on the pastries, Huang Liang Yue very sensibly handed the pastries over to the old man.
At night, Lao Da snatched a pastry and smiled with satisfaction: "Not bad, the kid is teachable!" With that, he swallowed the pastry in one gulp.
When he was almost done eating and drinking, Ye Lao tossed a white porcelain bottle to Huang Qingyue, "Take it, these medicinal pellets can help you temporarily boost your spiritual power, however..."
"What's that?" Huang Leng Yue suppressed the excitement in her heart, was there really a super shortcut to increase spiritual power? She thought practicing with secret books was enough.
The old thief smiled slyly and said, "You'll just have to suffer a bit!"
