It is not a simple matter to crush all these herbs into foam.

Even with so many people, it took more than an hour for everyone to get sore.

Everyone talked while doing it, but they were talking about things they encountered on Donggong Mountain.

What makes everyone sigh the most is the matter of Lingshi.

Jing Zhexing said: "Master Gongyu’s wise eyes picking the stars sincerely admire him. He could find so many high-level spirit stones in such a short period of time. It took Lingxing and I to find it. One or two dollars."

"Yes."

Speaking of this, Jing Lingxing also felt in his heart, "Moreover, we guess, at most, it is a spirit stone like level 6, and there is no one at level 7."

"Young Master Jing, Miss Jing, you are good."

Pan Xiangan sighed and said: "You have confirmed it anyway, but we can't confirm it at all. Now we don't know what the level of the stone we picked is like!"

"Yeah, so are we."

Several others responded.

What else Pan Xiangan wanted to say, he caught a glimpse of Duanmu Yawang, his eyes flashed, and his eyes sparkled: "Master Gongyu, while everyone is still free, why don't you give us this spirit stone level quietly?"

Duanmu Yawang raised her eyebrows: "Now?"

Pan Xiangan scratched the back of his head. Although a little embarrassed, he nodded: "I think if this stone is good, it would be better to take it back and open it. If it is a piece of waste stone, it would be a trouble to bring it back to others. It's a joke."

"Yeah!"

Several other people also deeply agreed, staring at Duanmu Yawang expectantly: "My son, please do me a favor!"

"Can."

Seeing that they helped themselves to grind the powder, Duanmu Yawang could not refuse, "You take out all your stones, I'll take a look."

"good!"

Seeing that Duanmu Yawang actually agreed, a few people were excited to get out of their own universe bags.

The fastest mover is Pan Xiangan's.

Duanmu Ya looked at the spirit stone very quickly. After a while, Pan Xiangan's three spirit stones came out. For everyone, it's just a piece of waste rock.

Pan Xiang'an hid his face and said in loss: "I knew it."

"This is level four." Duanmu Yawang continued.

Level 4 is not ugly, but Pan Xiangan is still lost.

The last piece, Duanmu Ya looked at it: "This piece is not bad, level six."

Pan Xiangan's eyes lit up, "Really Level 6?"

"Um."

Duanmu Yawang nodded, "You are a Grade 6 stone, the stone is big enough, and the value is still considerable."

"Um!"

Pan Xiangan nodded his head, saying that he was already satisfied.

For the other people, Duanmu Yawang found that they only had one level five, or level six, no matter how high they were.

Of course, there are some people who have picked out all the waste rocks.

However, there are good and bad, everyone is still satisfied, and the atmosphere is also warm.

After more than an hour of hard work, all the herbs in Duanmu Yawang finally turned into powder. All the powder in Duanmu Yawang was mixed and stirred several times before filling them in cans.

A total of ten cans are filled.

Adding the wounded here, besides Duanmu Yawang, there are a total of eight people. Duanmu Yawang thought about it, took out five small ceramic bottles, filled one of them, and one person handed them one.

"what?"

Several people looked at each other, "My son, this is..."

"As a thank you everyone for helping me tonight." Duan Mu Yawang said lightly, "The biggest effect of this powder is to heal wounds. If you get injured in the future, you can try this powder."

They are all cultivators, and injuries are inevitable.

This medicine is indeed suitable for them.

"Thank you, son."

Several people reached out and took it.

For the remaining nine bottles of medicine, Duanmu Yawang took out two bottles and handed one of them to Pan Xiang'an, saying, "Go and give your relatives and Master Wei some medicine."

"Oh."

Pan Xiangan scratched his head, "Are all the injured parts covered?"

"right."

Duan Muya squeezed a bottle of medicine, and went to give medicine to the wounded person who was the most injured and had almost no good flesh.

The patient woke up in pain while applying the medicine.

Seeing Duanmu Yawang applying medicine to him, he estimated that he was grateful and opened his mouth wide to say thanks. However, Duanmu Yawang lightly tapped his acupuncture points, and he continued to fall asleep.

After taking the medicine, Duanmu Yawang was also tired and yawned.

"The son wants to sleep?"

As soon as she made the fight, everyone else looked over, and Duanmu Yawang nodded and said: "It's not too early now, everyone is asleep."

Pan Xiangan nodded his first response: "My son, you are so tired. You should go to bed first. Let's discuss how we should take turns to watch the night."

Vigil...

Duanmu Yawang heard this word, yawned, and went up to a tree. While lying down neatly, he said: "Everyone is tired. The evening is when you have a good rest. What night you watch? Sleep, don't waste this time and energy."

"what?"

Pan Xiangan was stunned, "But son, the night of Donggong Mountain is very dangerous, you don't know, we were attacked repeatedly last night..."

"Wait until the dark strikes."

Duanmu Yawang waved his hand and said, "Everyone is sleeping on the tree, don't waste this time."

Pan Xiangan and the others looked at each other, wondering whether they should listen.

"Let's believe in Lord Gongyu." In the end, Jing Jiexing was the first to make up his mind. He smiled gently and said, "We people have encountered so many dangers, big and small, and everyone has injuries. I It is only Young Master Gong Yu who is not hurt at all. If Master Gong Yu can say that, we can believe it with peace of mind."

Duanmu Yawang yawned and said in a daze, "Believe it or not, I'm asleep."

When the words fell, everyone heard her calm breathing.

...This, this is falling asleep?

In this Donggong Mountain, sleeping is like at home. It's really not something ordinary people can do.

Ji Zixia and Jing Lingxing looked at each other and smiled.

Other people somehow fell asleep after seeing Duanmu Yawang like this.

After they fell asleep, Duanmu Ya looked at the corner of her mouth and moved.

Yin Huiyin in the medical system asked her: "Xiao Yawang, go to sleep, I will watch you tonight."

"Watch fart night."

Duanmu Yawang's eyes closed tightly with his heart voice transmission, "You gave me a vigil last night, I just said it was true, we don't care about anything, just sleep, and don't watch the night."

The little white deer was a little uneasy: "Master, is this really good?" The trembling tadpoles of the stuff come back, hypnotize them all in their dreams, and eat them in their sleep. What should I do?

"If there is anything wrong, I'll just say it." Duanmu Yawang pouted her lips and said: "I'm asleep, don't bother me, you just listen to me."

"Oh."

Xiao Bailu and Yin Huiyin looked at each other and agreed.