Master, the way she looks at me is not right

Fire Spirit: "..."

"One is not enough."

Huo Ling shook his head and said.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

Still greedy?

"How many do you want?"

Ling Qingchen asked helplessly.

"Start with ten."

After thinking for a moment, Huo Ling spoke softly.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

Where can I kill so many chickens for you?

Can the chickens from Houshan be used to make up the numbers?

"Okay, okay, no problem, no problem."

Ling Qingchen quickly compromised.

First agree to come down and talk about it later, and talk about it later.

"keep your word!"

Huo Ling said.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"keep your word!"

Ling Qingchen said.

"Okay, then cooperate with you this time.

Stop pretending!

Low-point. "

Huo Ling reminded a little angrily.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"Okay okay."

Ling Qingchen nodded helplessly.

Originally, Ling Qingchen wanted to show the fire spirit directly to shock the audience.

But since Huo Ling refused, Ling Qingchen had nothing to do.

Throw all the medicinal materials into the medicine cauldron.

Ling Qingchen held his breath and flicked his fingers.

A group of blue flames immediately entered the medicine cauldron and merged with many medicinal materials.

"This... what kind of alchemy technique is this?

Unheard of, unheard of..."

The old man in black robe looked at Ling Qingchen's operation in shock.

In the eyes, full of doubts.

This alchemy is not all medicinal materials, which are taken out and refined separately.

After refining to the required level.

Do you gradually add medicinal materials?

With this breath, throw all of them into the hodgepodge, what's going on?

The art of stewing medicinal herbs?

Ye Shiyu also looked at Ling Qingchen's operation in shock.

Ling Qingchen's operation simply subverted her cognition of alchemy for so many years.

With the help of Qing'er, the medicinal materials were instantly refined into balls of liquid medicine.

The liquid medicine was tumbling in the flames, faintly emitting a bright luster.

"Qing'er, please control the temperature of the Spirit Transforming Herb Liquid, so that it does not evaporate.

I condense other medicinal materials. "

Ling Qingchen instructed softly.

Fire Spirit: "???"

I am special!

Are you making alchemy or me making alchemy?

Want me to help you control the temperature?It's outrageous!

Ling Qingchen concentrated on maintaining the temperature of the other medicinal materials.

A little bit of black impurities were extracted from the medicinal materials by Ling Qingchen.

Then under the instantaneously increased temperature, it was melted into vapor.

disappear into nothingness.

Originally, there was still a fist-sized liquid medicine, which was also being continuously burned and purified by Ling Qingchen.

Slowly shrink down to the size of a fingernail.

The white, almost transparent medicinal liquid was slowly stirred in the blue flame, just like the morning rain, transparent and clear.

"At this time, Qing'er, add the God Transforming Grass."

Ling Qingchen commanded softly.

Fire Spirit: "..."

The medicinal liquid of the God Transforming Herb merged with the white transparent medicinal liquid in an instant.

Just like inflating a balloon, the volume of the medicinal liquid expands instantly.

But under Ling Qingchen's operation, the medicinal liquid returned to its original appearance in the blink of an eye.

"Chichichi."

The moment when two liquids, water.**.melt.

A strange sound suddenly sounded at this moment.

Violent white steam suddenly rose from the liquid medicine.

Just like the clouds in the sky.

Block the part of the liquid medicine.

The situation in Dan Ding suddenly began to become confusing.

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Seeing this situation, Ling Qingchen twitched the alchemy in his hand.

The white steam began to dissipate gradually, and a pill with a prototype began to slowly emerge from the steam.

Looking at the elixirs already in the cauldron, Ling Qingchen couldn't help showing a satisfied smile.

Another flick.

The blue flame began to burn slowly around the pill.

The rudimentary pill, which was still somewhat uneven, gradually became round and smooth under the burning of the flame.

Put the elixir in the fire, burn it on a low fire, and warm it for about a stick of incense.

Only then did Ling Qingchen withdraw the flame.

Then reach out and inhale.

A flawless pill that was round and smooth like a pearl immediately lay flat on Ling Qingchen's palm.

"This is... the best... the best pill?"

Looking at the crystal clear pill in Ling Qingchen's hands, without any impurities.

In the eyes of the old man in black robe, a hint of shock appeared involuntarily.

Ling Qingchen didn't say a word, just handed the elixir in his hand to the old man in black with a calm face.

Don't talk, pretend to be a master!

Carefully taking the pill from Ling Qingchen, the black-robed old man suppressed his trembling body.

Put the elixir made by Ling Qingchen in his nose and sniff lightly.

The faint fragrance of the medicinal pill immediately filled his nostrils.

His whole body couldn't help but feel excited.

This taste, breath, can't go wrong.

The best elixir, the best elixir without a doubt!

It is easy for him to refine the fifth-grade elixir.

But even if he practiced hard for more than 100 years, he might not be able to produce one of these fifth-grade top-grade pills!

However, Ling Qingchen casually refined a fifth-grade top-grade pill as soon as he got started.

This shows what?

Ling Qingchen's alchemy cultivation base is actually higher than his!

Seeing the shocked look of the old man in black robe, Ling Qingchen smiled calmly.

The feeling of silent outfit comparison is also quite good.

"Your strength is far more than that of a fifth-rank alchemist!"

The old man in black sighed softly.

Fortunately, I was thinking of taking him as a disciple just now.

Now that I think about it, what I did just now is really ridiculous, too ridiculous.

It's like a primary school student saying that he wants the teacher to listen to his lectures, which is ridiculous and outrageous.

Ling Qingchen: "???"

I underestimated?

It's still too small!

Not bold enough.

"The Zongmen pill competition is about to begin.

I don't know if you would like to stay at Guigu Peak temporarily to help Xiaoyu? "

The old man in black robe looked expectantly at Ling Qingchen and asked.

If one's own apprentice can get the guidance of an alchemist who can refine the fifth-grade top-grade elixir.

Can't this alchemy strength advance by leaps and bounds?

The confidence of winning the first place in the alchemy competition is naturally much greater.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

This...is exactly what I want!

It was when sleepiness came and someone sent a pillow.