The medicinal cauldron was broken and the medicinal materials were burnt.
This is already considered a complete defeat.
The defeat was even worse than those pharmacists who retired due to the influence.
There are luxurious postures and gorgeous methods, but in the end they can't make a single elixir. How can this be a true master of medicine?
"Tch, what is it..."
"Oh, why did it fail..."
"I thought I could see the most exciting thing, but I didn't expect..."
From extreme excitement to extreme disappointment, such a change of emotions.
The spectators in the arena felt as if a basin of winter ice water had been poured on them in the middle of summer, and the coldness chilled their hearts and lungs.
Everyone immediately despised Qi Luo Yu.
If you don't have that ability, don't act cool.
The result? Nothing.
To be able to use such a gorgeous move, but in the end directly scorch the medicinal materials and burn out the medicinal cauldron, is simply a joke, a joke in the pharmacist world.
Fortunately, they were so optimistic about her just now.
In an instant, all the spectators in the arena were lamenting, dissatisfied, regretful, and other emotions.
At this moment, Wuhua's elixir was successfully refined.
On the high platform, Wuhua clapped his hands lightly, and the fire under the medicine cauldron slowly extinguished.
After spinning the medicine cauldron a few times in his hand, he slowly opened it.
Suddenly, a strong medicinal fragrance came out.
The fragrance spreads for ten miles, making people feel relaxed and happy.
"Wow, Feilong Pill, it's Feilong Pill." The rich aroma of the pill attracted the attention of the dissatisfied onlookers.
For a moment, everyone who saw clearly what kind of elixir was poured out of Wuhua's hand couldn't help but screamed in surprise.
Flying Dragon Pill is a third-grade pill.
Although it is not a top-grade elixir, it can be so perfect and pure that it can be refined into a third-grade elixir within an hour.
This skill cannot be taken lightly.
Immediately, countless people began to applaud Wuhua.
And Wuhua raised the pure white elixir in his palm. There was not much pride on his face, but he turned his head slightly and looked at Luo Yu, who was shrouded in black ash falling from mid-air.
There was disappointment in his eyes, but more importantly, he was surprised.