Zhou Baopu opened his eyes and thought about the alchemy experience all night long. Not only did he not feel sleepy at all, but he felt very happy.
The rising sun broke the darkness of the night and opened up the light of the day. It also opened up Zhou Baopu's good mood.
Zhou Baopu, who was in a good mood, couldn't help but walk towards the east window, wanting to see the early morning sun.
Opening the mahogany carved window, Zhou Baopu felt a strong blood rush to his face. He took a breath of relief and exhaled another breath of turbid air. Feeling the freshness of the air, Zhou Baopu couldn't help feeling deep in his heart. A burst of joy made him grin.
This is the joy of living, the joy of being able to feel.
At this moment, Zhou Baopu suddenly understood that human existence itself is a kind of joy.
Whether it is joy, whether it is sadness, whether it is laughter, whether it is crying, as long as people can feel it, they should feel happy.
Zhou Baopu's excitement comes from his bones and fills his heart. This joyful emotion makes him high-spirited and positive. Even though he is facing huge challenges now, he still has the courage to fight hard instead of retreating in the face of difficulties. This kind of Zhou Baopu is the prototype of a man, and is no longer an indecisive boy who goes with the flow.
The early sun illuminates everything, as if a lamp is lit on every living body. These lamps are lit by the sun. These lamps ignite light and all things. They also ignite Zhou Baopu's mood, ignite Zhou Baopu's ambition, and ignite Zhou Baopu's life.
In fact, everyone is fuel. Some people are simmering all their lives, and some people are burning all their lives. The kind of life they choose does not depend on others, but all on themselves.
There is a river outside the east window of the alchemy room, huddled between two white embankments, flowing gently and freely. There are two rows of weeping willows standing on the embankments on both sides, swaying in the wind and shining brightly in the sun, so eye-catching.
It was mid-spring, and the river was half full, with slight waves, reflecting the light golden sun. When Zhou Baopu saw all this vitality, a touch of vitality emerged in his heart. This vitality gradually grew, giving him confidence, strength, energy, and belief.
"The early sun is shining brightly on all things, and the green willows are blowing along the embankment. The whole body is fragrant. It's another good morning, let's work hard and create glory!"
Zhou Baopu opened his mouth and said with emotion, then returned to the alchemy furnace and sat down cross-legged firmly. With a confident look on his face, he slowly opened the lid of the alchemy furnace.
Zhou Baopu was originally a little worried about whether he could refine the Yicai elixir, but unknowingly, after seeing the rising sun, he was slowly infected by the sunshine, as if nothing was impossible, Zhou Baopu's Even he himself was not able to notice the change in mentality.
Slowly closing his eyes for a moment, Zhou Baopu recalled the experiences he had learned last night. Now he recalled them vividly, as if those scenes happened in his memory. This situation made him feel very strange, as if he had many extra memories for no reason.
However, this situation also makes Zhou Baopu feel happy. After all, this phenomenon is very beneficial to him. Zhou Baopu believes that with his current ability, it is no longer a problem to refine a colorful elixir. With the help of the talisman roots in his body, Zhou Baopu never thought that he could master it so quickly.
Of course, it is a good thing to have confidence, but if the theory cannot be turned into practice, no matter how much you talk, it will be of no use. Obviously Zhou Baopu understood this very well, so he opened the alchemy furnace and wanted to experiment with what he had in mind. Now, if it is possible to refine a colorful elixir, what makes Zhou Baopu most happy is not that he can be made a disciple of Hua Changqing, but that he is one step closer to rescuing Yao Ruoxi.
In the blood mustard, Zhou Baopu is the master, and all existences are listening to his movements anytime and anywhere.
Just like now, whatever medicinal herbs Zhou Baopu wanted to pick appeared in front of him, just hanging in the air, even with roots and soil on them, whether he was picking leaves or picking them. Whether to pick stamens or rhizomes is entirely up to Zhou Baopu.
In fact, Zhou Baopu could completely rely on his own imagination to pick those herbs, process them, and even integrate them into the alchemy furnace and let the alchemy furnace refine the colorful elixirs according to his wishes. But in that case, Zhou Baopu would just do it. He is just a commander, and when it comes to hands-on operations, he will definitely not get the training he deserves.
So Zhou Baopu decided to change his strategy. Although the convenience brought by blood mustard can be used, he should not rely too much on it. Instead, he should use it selectively to avoid over-reliance on blood mustard. The target cannot be met, or it may be said that he is unable to refine the colorful elixir in the future. No matter which situation it is, it is not what Zhou Baopu wants to see.
What Zhou Baopu can do is to use his own heartbeat to execute his thoughts.
Zhou Baopu memorized all the steps of picking herbs, refining them, and putting them into the furnace, and he executed them as smoothly as clouds and flowing water. It was nothing like refining the medicine for the first time. It seemed that he had already refined it thousands of times. The experience he learned last night was not only learned, but also deeply remembered in his mind and able to be applied to his work.
As the last herb entered the alchemy furnace, beads of sweat appeared on Zhou Baopu's face. Zhou Baopu felt nervous and tired. Alchemy is not only a process that consumes blood and energy, but also a process that consumes mental energy. If there is no control during the elixir refining process, I am afraid that even the prototype of the elixir cannot be refined. How can we expect to refine any one-color elixir?
Although he was nervous and physically tired, he did not dare to slow down the movements of his hands. After all, Zhou Baopu knew that if he slacked off in the slightest, he would probably fall short. Although this was his first time refining alchemy, he still I want to do it right in one step.
Gradually, a refreshing fragrance came out of the alchemy furnace, which could not help but shock Zhou Baopu's spirit. At the same time, his body seemed to know that Zhou Baopu's body was lacking blood, and it slowly began to condense the energy in the void. Zhou Baopu felt this change in blood energy, so he deliberately did it. He was able to replenish his own blood energy while consuming it, which made him feel happy again.