After carefully adjusting the dosage from the dozens of herbs distributed above, Rong Xiyue heard the last word spoken by the man next to him who was walking around holding the red-haired tiger in his arms.
If you think about it carefully, these four words together mean, "Hurry up and make the elixir!"
This Sheng Mo is really a strange person. He could finish his sentence in one sentence, but he had to break it into four parts, one word at a time.
While thinking about it, he directed Sheng Mo to check the temperature of the alchemy furnace, and he finally started to move under the eyes of everyone who was waiting anxiously.
Even the people standing on both sides of her couldn't help but look at the young man in green shirt. More than half an hour had passed. Every second of alchemy was very precious. Every second was precious.
Any less may cause the elixir to fail!
Little did they know that today's weather was cloudy. It wasn't until Rong Xiyue started to take action that the sun slowly emerged from behind the clouds. Its warm light shone on the alchemy furnace, adding a subtle yet subtle feeling.
A natural force that cannot be ignored.
Time passed by minute by second, and the entire Alchemist Conference was carried out in silence. It seemed that God felt that it was too dull, and couldn't help but add some condiments to increase the atmosphere of the Alchemist Conference.
"bump---!"
In such a quiet time, such a loud noise falling from the sky was particularly eye-catching. Whether it was the alchemists on the stage who were seriously refining elixirs, or the people below nervously watching the actions of the alchemists, they were all shocked by this sudden loud noise.
The blow made my heart shrink suddenly.
His eyes suddenly turned to the direction where the sound came from.
I saw a cloud of smoke three meters to the left of Feng Qi, as if something fell from the sky and hit not far from the center of the square, creating a big hole in the ground.
The mercenary with an ordinary face and charming eyes was protecting Feng Qi before the voice fell, waiting for the smoke to dissipate to see what was behind the smoke.
When Rong Xiyue heard the sound, she raised her head and looked towards the center of the square with great dissatisfaction. Due to the earthquake-like vibration just now, the alchemy furnace shook.
In the process of alchemy, there can be no mistakes.
Seeing a burst of smoke in that place, I didn't see what it was, so I lowered my head again and continued what I was doing.
Sheng Mo was not a nosy person. His eyes were fixed on the ten-year-old figure in front of him from beginning to end, but he found that he could not keep up with him at all. His movements in mixing the potion were too slow.
Come on, the order in which the medicinal materials are put into the alchemy furnace seems to be very particular.
Involuntarily, his movements changed from the anxious pacing back and forth with Hu Erniu in his arms to the current one of calm and serious inspection.
"Oh my god, what is that? Is it a human?"
"No, it doesn't look like a human! It looks like a spiritual beast!"
"It was really thrilling just now. The stone was only three meters away from hitting the child's head."
"But what is that?"
Many of the surrounding alchemists had already put down their hands, looking curiously at the cloud of smoke that had not dissipated. At this time, the smoke had not dissipated, but some of the scenes inside could be seen.
Just after taking a few glances, curiosity arose from the bottom of my heart.
Below, it seems to be colorful and colorful, and there are all kinds of shiny accessories, which look sparkling from a distance.
Feng Qi took a few steps that way, lowered his head and looked under the pit.
Ku Ku's face has a very ugly color.
The 'thing' inside seemed to be a little scared when it saw Feng Qi's cool expression, and hid inside without coming out.
Feng Qi directly bent down and picked up a bunch of colorful 'things' inside.
At this time, everyone saw what the 'thing' was.
It's a writing brush.
A colorful writing brush.
The hair on the end of one pen was stained with various pigments, and the handle was a large dark black brush.
Not to mention, this brush seemed to be a living thing. When Feng Qi pulled it out of the pit, it was still struggling. It seemed very reluctant to be held by Feng Qi. The hairs under the end of the brush were moving around.
Sometimes they are spread out in all directions, and sometimes they are tightly closed together.
That look is so vivid.
Feng Qi grabbed the strange big brush and glanced around, signaling for everyone to continue.
While holding on to the big brush that was struggling hard, he turned back.
Someone with sharp eyes recognized what that strange big brush was.
"Isn't that the spiritual weapon that Ninth Young Master contracted with not long ago?"
"It seems so. That pen is very evil."
"Stop talking, hurry up and make elixirs."
Feng Qi grabbed the pen, trying to suppress the mania of this strange and colorful brush, but apparently, the young man was too gentle towards it, so this little brush crawled onto his head.
When Feng Qi wasn't paying attention, the pen broke away from his hand. Seeing so many people around him, he seemed particularly happy, as if there was a cheerful soul living in this brush.
It was so happy that it scurried back and forth in the air, leaving behind pictures in the air with its colorful fur wherever it went.
Rong Xiyue heard the sound and took the time to look up, but couldn't help but immediately turned back.
Sheng Mo and Hu Erniu in his arms turned their heads almost at the same time.
I will probably never see such an ugly painting in my life. It is absolutely ugly and has a sharp lethality to people. It is clearly a paintbrush, and the things painted are so ugly that the ancestors will be scared to death.
resurrection.
The brocade bag hanging on Rong Xiyue's waist, which contained Rong Chimo's soul, suddenly moved, and even slowly moved higher in the direction of the brush leaping happily in mid-air.
Rong Xiyue, who was concentrating on refining the medicine, noticed the excited movement of the kit. When she lowered her head and looked down, she saw that the soul-absorbing kit tied around her waist as a decoration was rising into the air. What's more, following the strange brush,
Dancing happily.
Sheng Mo's attention has been on the alchemy furnace, and by the way, it was also on the ten-year-old boy in front of him. But when he saw her lowering her head, she also lowered her head along with his gaze. Two eyes wrapped in dark circles looked towards the soul-absorbing bag faintly.
Looked over.
How is this going?
When Rong Xiyue looked at the strange brush again, she saw that the brush had just been withdrawn by Feng Qi, who couldn't bear it anymore. As if it was a curse, the strange brush wilted and shrank into an ordinary appearance.
And those ugly paintings in mid-air fell off one after another and turned into huge boulders, hitting the alchemists below at an unstoppable speed.
this…..
This speed was really astonishing. The boulders coming down poured down like raindrops. When Rong Xiyue raised her head, she even felt that those rocks were about to hit her face.
The alchemists around him screamed one after another.
Rong Xiyue was glad that when the painting floating in mid-air began to fall apart into huge boulders, she immediately put up a protective barrier. Of course, she only placed this protective barrier on her alchemy furnace and a few people around her.
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Feng Qi looked helpless at what suddenly happened in front of him. He pinched the slender brush in his hand, which was no different from an ordinary brush, and raised his hand to the side.
In the astonished eyes of the alchemists, the ordinary-looking man from the mercenary army who had just entered yesterday waved his hand around, as if casting a big net. Even Rong Xiyue felt this gentle but strong power.
.
This man's strength is not low, but...
"Ouch!"
"Smash me to death!"
"My God!"
But this man's protective barrier was only for those alchemy furnaces. As for the alchemists, everyone outside the field watched this sudden change. Only the representatives of the Qian Family and the young man in the green gown stood there safely.
,
Playing with the flames of the alchemy furnace leisurely.
Looking at this scene, some people are really happy and some are worried. The happy person is naturally the lady in purple. When seeing other people's alchemists all in utter embarrassment, but her own person is leisurely, confident and leisurely refining elixirs, there is a feeling.
The feeling called joyful feeling was flying in the mood of the lady in purple.
The attendants of the Feng family moved quickly to clear away the rubble in the square. Although the alchemists who were unfortunately injured were resentful, the owner of the strange writing brush was obviously the ninth young master of the Feng family.
Family members, how dare they, ants like them, say anything.
After the writing brush shrunk, there was no movement for a moment, and the soul-absorbing bag on Rong Xiyue's waist shriveled up and became silent again, as if nothing had happened just now.
What matters in alchemy is not pure technique, but feeling and timing.
Time passed in a hurry, and everyone's hearts became more and more nervous. At this time, the quick-fix elixir that only took one day to be made was about to appear.
There are also top-quality quick-acting elixirs. Of course, it depends on each person's ability and medicinal materials. Moreover, if the Alchemist Conference makes you waste a lot of time making elixirs, it must be this quick-acting elixir.
Rong Xiyue looked through the observation hole on the alchemy furnace and observed the elixir inside that was gradually taking shape.
The phoenix eyes are curved and the smile is flying.
Now it can be said that everything is ready, all we need is the east wind.
As for this east wind...
Rong Xiyue glanced at Hu Erniu on the side. That smile made Hu Erniu feel an ominous feeling in her heart. She opened her beautiful crystal blue eyes wide and looked at them innocently.
Rong Xiyue shrank in Sheng Mo's arms.
However, this did not stop Rong Xiyue from picking up a bowl on the side and taking out a golden needle.
Hu Erniu even saw the cold light on the golden needle, and couldn't help but tremble in her round body.
Just when she was about to struggle vigorously in Sheng Mo's arms, she found that her whole body went limp. Rong Xiyue had not had much patience and had already sprinkled a handful of poisonous powder. Hu Erniu's eyes suddenly widened, and a surge of anger surged up.