"Don't bother me, am I practicing?" Su Waiwai grabbed his head in annoyance.1 卍1

It seems simple, why can't she practice elixirs? She has tried it fifty times and wasted countless medicinal materials. Seeing that the spirit stones are gradually decreasing and the supply of green fruits is in short supply, she is also anxious.

Everyone was looking forward to her living, and she wanted to live a wealthy life, so she didn't need to work hard. If this continued, she would have become a white-haired old woman before she became an immortal.

"It must be something missing, otherwise it would not be unsuccessful." Su Waiwai was so anxious that he was spinning back and forth indoors, almost stomping on the floor.

"Ask Su Su, Su Su must know." Su Xiaoer subconsciously wanted to find Su Su.

"I asked a question a long time ago, and she didn't know what it was? Could it be that the problem lies in the Dragon Ding?" Su Waiwai grabbed his head in annoyance, and vomited blood in anger.

The mistress listened on the side, and took a plan to heart. She suddenly rushed to Su Waiwai and said, "Master, I know!"

"What can you know if you are just an ugly monster?" Su Waiwai replied disdainfully.

"I heard that all ancient artifacts require the master's blood quotation. Will the dragon tripod also need the master's blood quotation to practice pills?" The mistress said as she shook her lion's tail, hoping that Su Waiwai would give him some love encouragement.

If you can't do your best, you're giving advice at least, right?

Su Waiwai's beautiful eyes lit up when he heard this: "Yes, why didn't I expect it? A magic weapon like the Dragon Ding must require a blood sacrifice!"

She skipped past the mistress and ran directly to Su Xiaoer, hugged him and kissed him hard.

The mistress fell to the ground in a disgust and murmured to herself: "It was clearly what I thought of. Why is it my relative Xu Xiaoer? Which little boy is more handsome than me?"

Su Waiwai and his son were in love with each other in front of him, aren’t they afraid that he would be jealous and angry?

After being excited for a while, Su Waiwai passed by the self-pitying mistress, ran back to the dragon tripod, gritted his teeth and cut his fingers.

The moment her blood dripped, the dragon tripod made a strange sound, radiating light.

Su Waiwai immediately ran to Su Xiaoer and hugged his small body tightly. Seeing this, the mistress patted his chest and said, "Master, come and hug me, I can bring you a sense of security!"

Su Waiwai and his son kicked him at the same time, ignoring his existence.

"Shu Xiaoer, give your mother some love encouragement!" When she was ready, Su Waiwai was ready to look at Su Xiaoer.

Su Xiaoer approached with obedience, slapped Su Waiwai several times, then stepped aside and said, "Mom is the best, she will definitely succeed!"

Su Waiwai took a deep breath, then focused on his energy and put the herbs of alchemy into the dragon tripod in steps.

She was fully focused and did not dare to slack off at all. Unfortunately, there was no other spiritual power available in her body except for the little fairy energy left.

She had a intuition that as long as she persisted this time, she would be able to refine the first pill.

When Su Xiaoer saw Su Waiwai's pale face, he felt extremely distressed, but he was powerless.

He looked at Taohua who was making fire, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "You go and help my mother, I will make fire..."

Su Waiwai looked at Su Xiaoer and shook his head with a serious expression.

At this moment, Su Xiaoer dared not give any advice.

He also heard that the temperature of alchemy should be properly controlled. If he is not careful, all his previous efforts will be wasted.

Time passed slowly, and Su Waiwai was still persevering. She was sweating coldly, feeling something was forming in the dragon cauldron, and she was delighted.
Chapter completed!