Just because of the scarcity of fodder, no one has refined it in the entire Ziyun Continent. Even if the fodder is available, it is because it is an elixir that can only be refined by a first-level rare alchemist! So it is extremely rare.
"Qianyuan Good Fortune Golden Pill? Hahaha... It's really not an easy pill!" Li Moge shook his head, obviously feeling that the refining of this pill as a competition was entirely caused by the alchemist's guild deliberately seeking trouble.
The hundreds of alchemists who were watching around them all looked at Murong Feixue with gloating expressions. Their eyes clearly showed that they did not believe that Murong Feixue had refined this kind of elixir.
Mo Ziluo's eyes were slightly dazed. He was holding in his hand the magic weapon of the Sword Forging Villa presented to him by Murong Feixue - the He Xuefeng Heavenly Sword. The sword was cold and filled with murderous intent.
These people are clearly looking for trouble! Not to mention that the white-robed alchemist named Lang Cong is only a ninth-level alchemist, and even Miss Murong Feixue, a ninth-level top alchemist, is unable to refine a rare first-level alchemist.
An elixir of extremely rare quality that only a pharmacist can refine, not to mention it is the best of its kind - Qianyuan Good Fortune Golden elixir!
"You are going too far. You took our lady's Yunling Pill and promised to exchange it with the Shifang Lianyun Alchemy Furnace. Now you have to pass the test! It's just a test, and you actually deliberately made things difficult!" Li Daiyuan glared unconvinced.
The president of the Alchemist Guild was as furious as Mo Ziluo.
Each elixir has its corresponding alchemist level. Alchemists who have not reached that level can only refine elixirs of that level by luck, or the special function of the alchemy furnace. Even if it is
Lucky elixirs are refined into four categories: inferior, ordinary, high-quality, and perfect. The higher the level of elixirs, the effects will be greatly different among the four different categories.
Everyone who stood on Murong Feixue's side was complaining about Murong Feixue, but Murong Feixue's expression did not change. On the contrary, the alchemist on the other side of the Alchemist's Guild, Lang Cong, looked troubled!
Because that is far from what I want.
Just when he was about to refuse, he heard a soul voice coming into his mind.
"Choosing a more difficult elixir will do us no harm at all!"
However, before Lang Cong could object, the president of the Alchemist Guild winked at Lang Cong first. Hun Yin told Lang Cong beside him.
"Just think, if Murong Feixue cannot refine this Qianyuan Good Fortune Golden Pill, the Shifang Lianyun Alchemy Furnace can stay in our alchemist guild! If she can refine it, a Qianyuan Good Fortune Golden Pill will be better than
It’s worth as much as Shifang Lianyun’s Alchemy Furnace, so we won’t lose money no matter what! Besides... I’ll find a way to help you, do you understand?”
Hearing this, Lang Cong hesitated for a moment, then felt relieved.
"Hmph! Okay, it's just the Qianyuan Good Fortune Golden Pill, what's the big deal! I'm going to find the materials now, and we'll be here again before dark!" Lang Cong walked forward with his head held high, and charged at Murong Feixue with an imposing manner.
Book.
"Haha, okay." Murong Feixue glanced lightly, his face calm and calm.
The surrounding alchemists all looked gloating. Only Li Moge, Mo Ziluo, Snake Demon and Li Daiyuan raised their eyebrows out of concern for Murong Feixue. Their faces were full of expressions.
