Chapter 319 Master Mo Shaogu, the Furnace Is Fried

Su Qingluo naturally had a plan in his mind. Thinking of the side effects of the pills, his eyes dimmed and he showed a dignified look.

"Miss Su, count me in for the development of painkillers. I can help you and do a lot of work for you."

Mo Canglan's heart, liver and lungs were beating wildly with excitement.

"Development of a new drug does not happen overnight. Now I only have a preliminary idea. There is no specific time for when to start the development."

Su Qing raised his brows lightly, making a joke.

"Don't you need to go back to Medicine King Valley to continue your cultivation? If I remember correctly, you haven't met the requirements for apprenticeship yet."

"I"

Mo Canglan was at a loss for words, her ears flushed with embarrassment.

"whee."

The little prince covered his mouth and snickered.

Seeing Mo Canglan chomping, Xiaomengbao felt somewhat happy for no reason.

He doesn't like someone clinging to his sister like him.

Especially Mo Canglan, in the name of studying medicine, circled around his sister all day long, making him dizzy.

"You still follow the original requirements, first improve your cultivation, and one day break through the barriers and become a real cultivator, and then come to learn medicine from a teacher."

Su Qingluo's eyes flickered, and he saw all the small movements of the little prince's secret rubbing, and tapped his forehead with a slight flick of his fingers.

"Oops."

The little prince wailed while clutching his forehead, pouting his cheeks unhappily to express his protest.

"Miss Su, I will definitely go back to Medicine King Valley to practice, let me learn with you for a while first, so I can get some basics done."

Mo Canglan is only fifteen years old, which is the age when young people are at their most energetic.

In addition, he is obsessed with medical skills. Now that he knows that he needs to develop new medicines, he can't just watch from the sidelines.

"Well, I'll give you a chance. If you can use your existing spiritual power to refine the most basic foundation-building pill, I'll let you stay."

Su Qingluo smiled lightly, took out the alchemy furnace from the storage ring, and suspended it in front of Mo Canglan.

"I, Lian"

Mo Canglan took the alchemy furnace, his hands trembling slightly, trying not to let himself show any cowardice.

He didn't dare to say it, he only saw his ancestors practice alchemy, and he never tried it himself.

"Boom!"

After a stick of incense, the alchemy furnace exploded loudly, and the black herb ash hit his head and face.

Fryer? !

Su Qingluo retreated quickly with her arms around the little prince, the corners of her eyes couldn't help shrinking.

"Hahaha."

The little prince was young, so he couldn't help it anymore, he almost died from laughing.

"Roar!"

Startled by the strange noise, the three big tigers came running quickly, and roared repeatedly as they saw the young man who was black from head to toe.

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The deep mountains and valleys are like spring all the year round, and Mo Canglan feels very aggrieved by the ashes of the furnace.

He simply found a secluded place, took a bath in the stream, changed into clean clothes, and regained his elegant demeanor. He took a comfortable breath and went back to the medicine field in embarrassment.

After Su Qingluo picked the herbs, she patiently explained them to the little prince, leading him to carefully identify each one.

The little prince's memory is astonishing. My sister can memorize every single word in my mind after teaching it once.

Su Qingluo felt overjoyed and taught more seriously.

From the year of the herb, its efficacy, its use, to the prescriptions used, carefully sort it out, let him strengthen his memory and learn and use it flexibly.

It was approaching noon, and the little cute baby was hungry, clutching his flat stomach, and wanted to eat barbecue.

The three big tigers were very spiritual, and came back with a few pheasants from outside the valley.

Su Qingluo skillfully butchered the pheasant, plucked the chicken feathers, and washed it clean.

Mo Canglan helped set up a wooden frame by the stream, lit the branches, and the three children sat around the fire, turning over roasted pheasants.

Thank you Little Fairy Ruyue Pavilion Master for your monthly ticket.

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