Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Now I will talk about the rules of the game. First of all, you can't leave the competition field unless one of the players dies.

Secondly, the spiritual plants you use for alchemy can only be obtained from the stage, and you can't bring any spiritual plants or any elixir by yourself. Understand? "

"Understood." Ji Wu and Qin Ming replied.

"Within an hour, refine the pill, and then give it to the other party. After taking it, you have an hour to refine the antidote.

If it's okay, you can continue to the next round until the other party dies. "

"If there is nothing you don't understand, then start checking the Lingzhi and Pill Furnace on the table now."

Qin Ming turned around randomly and nodded in satisfaction.

"Are you all ready?"

The referee looked at Qin Ming and then at Ji Wu. After getting an affirmative answer, the referee said:

"Start!"

Ji Wuli began to select Lingzhi. Bidou had a rule. As many Lingzhi as he chose, he had to use as many Lingzhi as he didn't refine the pill.

Therefore, Ji Wu must of course choose carefully.

However, he already had the record in his mind, and he directly planted the spiritual plant he needed, took the best, and then began to prepare for alchemy.

Qin Ming calmly began to select, picked up a spiritual plant, looked at it, touched it, and put it down.

He picked up another Lingzhi, shook his head, and dropped it.

"What is Qin Ming doing? Does he think this is buying vegetables?"

City Lord Qian couldn't understand Qin Ming and didn't know what he was doing.

Family Master Chen smiled and said:

"Maybe Qin Ming doesn't know how to make alchemy at all, the news we got may be false news!"

City Lord Qian frowned, did not speak, and continued to look at the court.

In fact, his heart is not as calm as the surface.

He is bound to win those ten perfect Qi Gathering Pills.

If these perfect Qi Gathering Pills were dedicated to the royal family, his position as City Lord would be as stable as Mount Tai.

In this way, he can safely be his city lord.

Although the perfect Qi Gathering Pill is only ten times more expensive than the eight-patterned Qi Gathering Pill, the perfect Qi Gathering Pill is too rare.

There has always been a price but no market.

Even if it is twenty times more expensive, many people actually buy it.

After picking and choosing, Qin Ming finally chose the Lingzhi he wanted.

"No! Qin Ming's choice of Lingzhi is Gradeless Lingzhi. What kind of pill does he want to refine, is he giving up in advance?"

"I don't understand, doesn't it mean that Qin Ming is a pill apprentice? Why didn't he refine a first-grade poison pill? He has a master of a great pill master. There should be many poison pill prescriptions, right?

"I don't know, look at it, Qin Ming has begun to refine alchemy."

People in the audience watched attentively when Qin Ming had finally started to refine alchemy.

Qin Ming calmly walked to the alchemy furnace, poured all the Lingzhi into it, placed his palm on the alchemy furnace, and started alchemy.

"What? Will Qin Ming make alchemy? Didn't the alchemist need to warm up the furnace first? Why didn't Qin Ming?

Look at Ji Wu, he is warming the furnace, and you see that the sweat on Ji Wu's face is coming out. "

"I don't understand, I don't understand... Maybe, alchemy is just like cooking, and you can do it like this!"

"Fart...Do you understand..."

"..."

With the beginning of Qin Ming's alchemy, people in the audience started talking again.

"What are you doing here tomorrow? Why doesn't he warm up the stove first? Is it too nervous?

It doesn't matter, an hour is still long, maybe Qin Ming can refine another furnace. "

Father Qin looked at Qin Ming worriedly.