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After the first merging pill was successfully condensed, Lu Yi did not stop at all and continued to refine the second one.

Next, Bu Qingfeng and Bu Jinglei fully appreciate what a monster is.

"The second, the third, the fourth..."

"The master is still continuing! Will his mental power not be exhausted? How could it be so powerful?"

"It's so scary. This is already the eighth spiritual melting pill!"

The shock of Bu Jinglei and Bu Qingfeng was constantly refreshed by Lu Yi.

Later, the two of them were gradually becoming numb, but they just calculated the increase in the number of spiritual pills like mechanically.

When the last medicinal material was refined, the elixir of Rongling had accumulated eighteen.

Looking at the eighteen red spirit pills in the space ring, Bu Qingfeng was speechless for a long time, and Bu Jinglei was completely silent.

What does the eighteen red elixirs mean?

This shows that Lu Yi never made any mistakes after the first pill was successful!

This elixir rate can be described as almost 100%.

What made the two brothers Qingfeng Jinglei speechless was that when Lu Yi put away the alchemy furnace, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "What a pity, I wasted twelve medicinal materials, alas!"

This sigh almost made Qingfeng Jinglei and his brothers faint.

It turns out that people have to die compared to people, and goods have to be thrown away.

"Master, do you not know what this Dan-Cultivation Rate means?" Bu Qingfeng couldn't help but want to remind Lu Yi.

"Oh? What does it mean?"

"Let me tell you this, don't say that you are just a second-grade alchemist now. Even if the elders in the Danyuan take action, they will wake up in a dream with this Dan lead!"

"Then they are really wasteful." Lu Yi said lightly.

Hearing this answer, Bu Qingfeng could only keep smiling bitterly.

"Master, you can't ignore the difficulty of refining spiritual pills because it goes too smoothly. Not to mention a third-grade alchemist, even if a fourth-grade alchemist takes action, the elixir rate of the elixir of the elixir will not exceed 70%. Do you understand this way?"

Lu Yi nodded, as if he finally understood what Bu Qingfeng was going to say.

But his last words were directly giving in to Qingfeng's speechlessness.

"So, those twelve medicinal materials are not a pity. Thank you for comforting me like this. I feel much better now. I felt so distressed just now. After all, they were all bought from the Flower Fairy Spirit Stone." While Lu Yi spoke, he took out a few elixirs to play with.

Seeing that Lu Yi's expression was just a little satisfied, Bu Qingfeng and Bu Jinglei really wanted to slap themselves twice.

Why do you want to tell your evil master this kind of problem? Isn’t this a slap in the face?

In fact, it cannot be said that Lu Yi spoke too much, because when he refining first- and second-grade spiritual pills, he had no idea what failure was.

It can be said that the damage to the twelve pairs of medicinal materials was Lu Yi’s biggest mistake.

Just as Lu Yi had refined all the merging elixirs, the auction of the fertile god grass happened to begin.

Deacon Mo stood on the auction table, took a deep breath and said, "I don't need to introduce the treasures to you too much to the auction. I believe that my friends have already had a deep understanding before this."

After Deacon Mo said this, many people were leaving the auction table on the first floor.

The starting price of the Pregnant God Grass is 100 million, which is a number that many people cannot reach.

Because this level of treasure must be a battle between the private rooms on the second floor.

For the people on the first floor, they are just spectators.

Keep staying here has no benefit except being hit hard.

However, there are still many people with strong curiosity who want to stay in the auction house to see who will fall.

"The pregnant god grass is now on sale, with a starting price of 100 million yuan, and each increase of the price must not be less than five million fairy spirit stones!"

As soon as Deacon Mo finished speaking, the private room No. 7 began to shout: "150 million!"

Then, the No. 4 private room immediately spoke out: "Two million."

Before Lu Yi could catch up, the other private rooms followed the bid: "230 million."

"Two sixty million."

"Two seventy million."

"Two ninety million!"

When he heard about 290 million, Lu Yi couldn't help but twitch.

When Lu Yi got 150 million fairy stones in his hand, he was a little complacent. Having so many fairy stones was considered a little wealth.

But now when Lu Yi heard the bid for the pregnancy god grass, he realized how poor he was!

"I am really convinced that 290 million is just to buy a piece of grass." Lu Yi couldn't help but mutter.

Hearing this sentence, Bu Jinglei said, "The master doesn't have to make things difficult. Even if there is no pregnancy god grass, it doesn't matter. If this time doesn't work, you can find other medicinal materials that can nourish the soul."

Lu Yi knew that his words just now had a misunderstanding, and then explained: "It's just 290 million, I can afford it. Besides, such a fairy grass is hard to come by, and no matter what, I have to fight for it."

Bu Jinglei originally wanted to continue to dissuade Lu Yi, but Lu Yi had already shouted: "Three hundred million!"

When he heard the private room No. 3 bid for 300 million yuan, many people in the missing VIP seat were looking at each other.

"Lu Yi is calling for a price again?"

"Don't he only has 180 million immortal stones? How could he shout a high price of 300 million?"

"When he just bid for the yellow-level elixir furnace, he obviously had no confidence. What happened this time? Could it be that he would continue to auction the Juyuan Dan?"

"It should be so. It is heard that Deacon Mo will add a special auction later."

When the discussion on the first floor sounded, many people began to get ready again.

They cannot participate in the competition like the Pregnant God Grass, but they have the opportunity to buy treasures like Juyuan Dan, so they must not miss it.

The people who were surprised that Lu Yi shouted out were not just VIP seats on the first floor.

Han Lianyue in the private room No. 7 was also a little surprised.

"What the hell is Lu Yi doing? Where did he come from the fairy stones to compete for the pregnancy god grass?"

"Sister Yue, don't underestimate others. Don't forget that they can refine Juyuan Dan comparable to third-grade levels." The boy surnamed Jiang reminded.

"No, things are not that simple. We are here to bid for the Pregnant God Grass this time, because we have the support of the sect and family power behind it. Only with the joint efforts of Hanjiang families can we be qualified to bid. Whose support did Lu Yi get by himself?"

Hearing Han Lianyue's words, the boy surnamed Jiang was very dissatisfied and retorted: "Sister Yue, I will remind you again that it is Jiang Han's two families, not Hanjiang!"

"So what if I said it was Hanjiang? Xiao Jiangze, are you itchy again? Do Sister Yue want you to relax?"

"Uh, don't..." Jiang Ze shook his head repeatedly, his tender cheeks full of fear.

"Just Hanjiang, just Hanjiang, Sister Yue is happy, hehe." Jiang Ze had no bottom line and immediately chose to admit defeat.

Without further bickering with Jiang Ze, Han Lianyue thought about it carefully and directly raised the price to a deterrent level.

"Four hundred million!"

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