Super Dragon Cultivation System

"Zhang Xing, Lu Liang has successfully refined a fourth-grade elixir, you should give up!"

"Only a fourth-level pharmacist can successfully make a superb cleansing bone dandan. Would you like it?"

"..."

Although Lu Liang won, they did not dare to say too much, after all, the ancestor's warning had not been forgotten.

Of course, this is what they think.

But his face was full of excitement and ridicule.

"Oh! Zhang Xing, transferee!"

"I took away the spirit stone, and I even returned with a profit, great!"

Lu Liang said he was going to get the storage ring on the ground.

"Slow!"

Zhang Xing raised his eyelids, lazily.

"Why? The famous Mr. Zhang San, are you going to play tricks with our juniors?"

Lu Liang stopped and immediately put a high hat on Zhang Xing.

"Zhang Xing, you are a big man who is on an equal footing with our ancestors.

Lu Ting also started to raise Zhang Xingpin (very ting) high.

At the same time, they were nervous.

In case a star flies, they have no choice but to be resentful!

The ancestors also said that even if the three of them join forces, they may not win Zhang Xing.

The ancestor said that he may not win, not necessarily.

They can still hear the difference between the two.

Explain that Zhang Xing also has hidden means, which made the ancestors extremely frightened.

They dare not use force.

Zhang Xing ignored them and stood up and walked to Lu Liang (body sh 身 n).

Lu Liang suddenly took a chill, feeling that his legs were soft.

However, Zhang Xing's next moves and words made him feel relieved as if he had been pardoned.

"I look at the fourth-grade bonewasher you made."

Before Lu Liang reacted, the medicine bottle reached Zhang Xing.

Open the bottle cap and pour out the elixir.

Zhang Xing pinched the elixir with his thumb and index finger and sniffed again.

"What is a fourth-class elixir that hasn't reached that level yet."

"At best, it's Level III."

As soon as Zhang Xing's words fell, he immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the young master.

"You're not a Level 4 Pharmacist, how can you know."

"That is, in terms of appearance and medicinal properties, this elixir is the same as the fourth-grade meridian."

"Huh! Even if it's not a Tier 4 elixir, you will win!"

"..."

Zhang Xing originally wanted to explain to them the difference between the fourth-grade and the third-grade best medicine.

But looking at their unpredictable virtues, they lost interest.

"Just want to win me with this elixir?"

Zhang Xing's mouth rose, slowly shaking his head: "Not enough!"

Then he threw the medicine bottle into Lu Liang's hand and waved it.

"Oh!"

The lid of his medicine stove flew up.

"Go and see the elixir I made."

"If you are not blind, you should be able to make an accurate judgment about who wins."

"What? He refined it too?"

The unbelieving gods (colors) of the young masters approached the medicine furnace.

"Ah ... this, how is this possible?"

When they walked to Zhang Xing's medicine stove and looked inside, they were shocked.

I saw three round, round pills with the size of a thumb lid lying quietly on the bottom of the stove.

In all respects, it is exactly the same as Lu Liang's refining.

wrong! Is even more intoxicating!

They only smelled the scent of the medicine, and they felt that the whole body was comfortable, and the blood of the body (both sh n) boiled.

"This, this, this is three? He actually made three?"

Lu Liang's eyes were dull, murmured in his mouth, and his face was embarrassed ((bi) bi).