"This guy has found problems with three medicinal materials?"
While everyone had mocking looks on their faces, Bu Yangrong's eyes were solemn.
Among everyone, he was the only one who knew that Zhuo Wen's three medicinal materials were all defective.
If Zhuo Wen directly made elixirs, he would definitely fail three times.
"Forget it, what if I find out? Could it be that by smelting three medicinal materials together, the defects of the three medicinal materials can be made up?"
Bu Yangrong shook his head secretly. In his opinion, Zhuo Wen was just wasting his efforts.
As time passed by, Zhu Wenlin was about to complete the first furnace of the Fetal Heart True Fire Pill. The rich aroma of the medicine filled the air from the gap in the furnace cover and spread throughout the square.
"Zhu Wenlin is about to practice the Fetal Heart True Fire God Pill. It seems that Zhu Wen is going to lose!"
Zhou Guan smelled the fragrance of medicine in the square and couldn't help but shake his head and sighed softly.
Bang!
Suddenly, at the moment when the aroma of the medicine reached its peak, a muffled sound came.
Everyone was shocked to find that the lid of the alchemy furnace in front of Zhu Wenlin shook violently, and immediately black smoke came out of the furnace lid.
There is no doubt that the Fetal Heart True Fire Pill that Zhu Wenlin refined for the first time failed.
There was a trace of annoyance in Zhu Wenlin's eyes, but he looked at Zhuo Wen opposite, who was still smelting three portions of medicinal materials, and felt a lot more balanced.
There was something wrong with Zhuo Wen's medicinal materials, and Bu Yangrong had already told him that it was absolutely impossible for him to successfully refine the Fetal Heart True Fire God Pill this time.
Zhu Wenlin knew that as long as he succeeded in making the elixir, no matter how poor the quality of the elixir was, he would win.
Just now he was too eager for quick success and wanted to refine the special quality Fetal Heart True Fire God Pill, but he was not sure about the step of making the pill, so he failed in the end.
With his level, as long as the requirements are not so high, he is more than capable of refining the most common low-quality Fetal Heart True Fire God Pill.
However, Zhu Wenlin is not in a hurry. He still has two chances. He plans to try to refine the special-quality Fetal Heart True Fire God Pill again, which should be considered an attempt.
Zhu Wenlin lit the sacred fire, threw the second batch of medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace, and continued refining in an orderly manner.
Zhuo Wen, on the other hand, is still smelting three medicinal materials.
He wanted to smelt three incomplete medicinal materials into a complete medicinal material, which was very difficult.
Because during the smelting process, he had to use his spiritual consciousness to distinguish the defects of the three medicinal materials.
After understanding the flaws of the medicinal materials, he also analyzed the specific structures and components of the three medicinal materials, and re-disassembled the structures and components of the three medicinal materials into tiny substances.
In the end, he had to rearrange and combine the separated substances to form a truly flawless medicinal material.
In this process, as long as there is one wrong step, everything will be wrong, and he will have no chance to successfully refine the Fetal Heart True Fire God Pill.
At this moment, almost no one in the square paid attention to Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen has long been defined as a loser who doesn't understand alchemy at all in the hearts of everyone.
Not many people have the patience to watch this useless performance.
Zhu Wenlin's second refining process came to an end again. This time the medicinal aroma in the furnace lid was even stronger. Even the spectators on the edge of the square could clearly smell the medicinal aroma.
"open!"
Zhu Wenlin's eyes were filled with joy. He had a premonition that this refining would be successful.
He slapped his hand on the furnace lid, and twelve points of light shot out from the alchemy furnace.
Zhu Wenlin looked into the void with his palm and collected the twelve light spots in his palm. Then he spread out his palm and found twelve pills with dim brilliance lying quietly on them.
This pill exudes an extremely strong medicinal energy, but it begins to melt like ice and snow.
As it continued to melt, the medicinal smell became stronger and even a little pungent.
Zhu Wenlin watched with his own eyes as the pill pill in his hand completely evaporated into medicinal gas, with a look of despair in his eyes.
"Disciple, your level is not yet up to the level of refining the special fetal heart true fire elixir. I will teach you about your shortcomings in the future, but now is the critical time for elixir fighting. Don't let me lose your temper at this time!"
Bu Yangrong's voice sounded in Zhu Wenlin's mind, making the latter tremble.
"Teacher, don't worry, I won't mess around this third time!"
After Zhu Wenlin finished speaking, he started refining the elixir for the third time. This time he no longer refined the special quality Fetal Heart True Fire God Pill, but chose the lower quality one.
Zhu Wenlin's technique was extremely skillful, and he threw the last medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace like flowing water.
Time gradually passed, and the medicinal fragrance wafted out of Zhu Wenlin's alchemy furnace again, but this time the medicinal fragrance was much weaker than the previous two times.
Zhu Wenlin's eyes were solemn. In the last step, he slapped his hands on the furnace lid. The furnace lid rose in response and twelve pills were taken out.
Zhu Wenlin put away the twelve magic pills in a jade bottle, then handed the jade bottle to Bu Yangrong, looking at Zhuo Wen playfully.
"Zhuo Wen, do you know the way of alchemy? How can you refine the magic elixir by smelting three identical medicinal materials together like you? You are not here to fight elixirs, but to be funny!"
Zhu Wenlin laughed at Zhuo Wen wantonly. He had already concluded that Zhuo Wen could not be successfully refined, so he was relieved to ridicule and humiliate him.
Zhuo Wen ignored Zhu Wenlin. The smelting had reached the final stage. Once the smelting was successful, he would immediately start the furnace to make the elixir.
Seeing that Zhuo Wen ignored him, Zhu Wenlin was very unhappy. He shouted loudly: "Zhuo Wen, you have lost, why are you still struggling there? Why don't you stop the movement of your hands and hand over the formation inheritance in your hand to me.
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"Bu Yangrong said before that the winner of Dou Dan is not whoever refines it first, but whoever refines the elixir first wins! You must be blind because you didn't see that I was still refining it.
What about the God Control Pill? Since I haven’t finished yet, the winner or loser has not yet been decided.”
Zhuo Wen replied lightly and continued to smelt the medicinal materials, calmly and calmly, like an old monk entering concentration.
Zhu Wenlin was so angry that his liver ached, but he did not step forward to attack Zhuo Wen.
Although he was indeed angry, he was not an idiot. Bu Yangrong had indeed stipulated this before.
If he took action, it would be equivalent to slapping his teacher in the face.
Bu Yangrong watched with cold eyes. He was also curious about how Zhuo Wen used three incomplete medicinal materials to refine the complete Fetal Heart True Fire God Pill.
Suddenly, Zhuo Wen stopped moving, and his eyes showed a hint of joy.
In the divine fire of his hands, all three medicinal ingredients had melted into a slightly turbid medicinal liquid. It was impossible to tell that the medicinal liquid had not melted.
Bang!
Zhuo Wen suddenly opened the lid of the Imperial Pill Furnace and poured the turbid liquid into the pill furnace.
At the same time, he lit the divine fire and officially began to refine the elixir.
"Huh? This Zhuo Wen has finally started to use the alchemy furnace, but can that paste-like liquid really be able to refine the Fetal Heart True Fire God Pill?"
Everyone looked at Zhuo Wen's actions and their eyes lit up, but they soon became deeply suspicious of Zhuo Wen's level of alchemy. After all, this guy's previous behavior of refining the magic pill was really weird.
As time passed by, the Imperial Pill Furnace was boiling and trembling, and a strong medicinal fragrance floated...