Chu Li pounded two medicinal herbs in the main hall, mixed them together, added another spiritual herb, boiled it into juice, mixed it with honey, and made four honey pills.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhao Ying was practicing swordplay. Feiyan's sword technique was light and graceful, and the sword's light was bright. Chu Li opened the door and stretched out, breathing in the fresh air and stretching his alveoli.

Zhao Ying wore a lake green outfit, which highlighted her graceful figure and her heroic appearance.

Chu Li sat down at the stone table.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Ying sheathed her sword, her cheeks rosy and charming.

"Senior Brother Chu, did you sleep well?" She sheathed her sword.

"It's okay." Chu Li took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it to Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying hurriedly took it and said in surprise: "Did you refine it?"

Chu Li nodded: "There are four pills in total, half for you and half for me. Take them as soon as possible to avoid losing the effectiveness of the medicine!"

"I don't want it!" Zhao Ying hurriedly shook her head and handed over the porcelain bottle.

Chu Li didn't stretch out his hand: "Just take it if you are told!"

"I don't want it!" Zhao Ying said firmly: "You need this most."

Being unable to practice internal strength has always been the source of his pain. If this medicine can help him, how can he be greedy?

Chu Li sighed helplessly, took it, opened the stopper, and poured out two dark green pills, the size of the cap of his little finger. Then he looked at his hand. Zhao Ying froze instantly. The acupuncture points were sealed. She widened her bright eyes in surprise and opened her cherry.

Small mouth.

Chu Li put two pills into her mouth, then patted the back of her neck, and then backed away.

Zhao Ying resumed her activities and coughed hard several times to try and cough it out, but to no avail. The pill melted into her mouth and turned into two aromas that flowed through her body. In the blink of an eye, it turned around and turned into medicinal power.

"Senior Brother Chu——!" Zhao Ying was angry and stared at him with bright eyes.

Chu Li clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Okay, it's solved!"

Zhao Ying stared at him dissatisfied.

Chu Li said: "If you stare any longer, your eyes will fall out!"

"You're really going too far!" Zhao Ying said bitterly.

Chu Li smiled and said: "Okay, hurry up and do your exercises, don't waste the power of the medicine."

Zhao Ying glared at him bitterly and turned around to go into the house. Chu Li smiled and went back to the house to practice his medicine.

This is an ancient prescription - Que Ti Powder, which was later lost because Tongjincao was difficult to find.

Tongliang grass is a mutation of a weed, which is what later generations call a genetic mutation. It cannot be planted and reproduced. It is no different from a weed and almost no one can recognize it.

Chu Li found this Tongjincao because he had the Ku Rong Sutra and the spiritual energy was connected. He believed that there were many Tongjincao in the world that had not been found.
Chapter completed!