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Chapter 614 Lose Worse

"Are you sure you can refine a fourth-grade elixir out of thin air? And you don't need an elixir furnace?" Xia Qianye pulled Shen Lang and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

After getting along for a long time, she understood very well that Shen Lang was not the kind of person who talked nonsense. However, it was too exaggerated to make a pill out of thin air without using a pill furnace?

It should be noted that without the restraint of the alchemy furnace, the flame temperature can easily escape and become more difficult to control, and the air pressure can hardly reach the demand for the elixir to condense. Under these conditions, the conditions for refining the elixir are extremely demanding. Fourth-grade elixir is almost impossible.

"Don't worry, when have you and I ever done anything you're not sure about?" Shen Lang smiled slightly and threw all sixteen different spiritual materials into the air. When his mind moved, the real fire suddenly surged up like a terrifying fire beast. Then he swallowed all the elixirs.

Shen Lang was not sure about refining a fourth-grade elixir, but if he was refining a useless elixir like the Peiyuan Yiqi Pill, he was very sure! Because in the dark void of the Taotie Ancient Jade, there was a piece of Danyun happens to be the Danyun transformed from the Peiyuan Yiqi Dan...

The blazing real fire rose up, and the heat wave caused by the terrifying high temperature came over. Everyone was slightly startled and couldn't help but take a few steps back. They looked at Shen Lang in surprise and thought to themselves: What kind of trick is this? ?If such a terrifying temperature does not restrain, he is not worried that it will directly burn those spiritual materials into ashes and turn them into nothingness?

As if to confirm everyone's thoughts, as expected, the sixteen different spiritual materials were only flipped for a moment in the raging real fire, and they were all reduced to ashes before even a drop of the medicine could be refined.

"this..."

"This... does this count as a failure in refining the medicinal solution?" Elder Qingmu's expression changed slightly, and he asked Elder Huo in confusion.

"Well... according to common sense, it seems to have failed." Elder Huo said.

When Mo Yingyou saw this situation, he couldn't help but laugh and taunted: "Refining medicinal liquid is the basis of alchemy and the simplest step! It's really eye-opening, actually refining medicinal liquid It failed directly when it was liquid.”

"In my opinion, this kid doesn't know how to make alchemy at all!"

"Even laymen know that when refining medicinal liquids, the fire should not be too strong, and different spiritual materials have different fire resistance properties. Therefore, when refining medicinal liquids, it should be divided into categories and refined one by one." Tmall Girl said: "He is so one-minded. Throw out all the spiritual materials and use fire to refine them, and you will really be damned if you don’t fail."

Shen Lang ignored those people and continued to focus on the inside of the raging true fire, continuing to refine the elixir.

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but be a little confused. The refining of the medicinal liquid had failed, and all the spiritual materials were gone. If Shen Lang wanted to continue trying, he should come up with new spiritual materials and refine it again.

However, Shen Lang has not come up with new spiritual materials for a long time, and there is no trace of frustration on his face after the failure of alchemy.

"You're pretending again! The spiritual materials have been burned away, what other elixirs can you make, or can you make air?" Mo Yingyou sneered disdainfully.

However, at this moment, a faint cloud of mist suddenly rose from the red-white flames, and bursts of attractive elixir fragrance came from the real fire.

"This is..."

"Alchemy? But I didn't see the elixir or liquid. Where did you get the elixir?"

"What's going on with those Danyun?"

People were shocked and couldn't understand what was happening in front of them. In their view, the previous spiritual materials had been turned into ashes, which was equivalent to being useless. But since the spiritual materials were useless, what exactly were these pill clouds that clearly carried the powerful medicinal power?

Where did it come from?

Shen Lang would not explain these mysteries to them. As soon as his mind moved, the pill fire in his palms immediately began to converge. As his true fire converged, the floating pill clouds seemed to be pulled by some kind of force and turned into a rotating cloud layer.

The vortex condensed in his palm.

The vortex of clouds and mist in the palm of the hand continued to rotate, pulling more alchemy clouds. The alchemy clouds gathered more and more, turning from mist into a gradually viscous and clear medicinal liquid, and then gradually solidified under the tempering of high temperature, and slowly condensed the elixir.

"This..." Watching the pill cloud condense into pills, and feeling the unique majestic fluctuations of the fourth-grade pill, people were already amazed.

"How can you make elixirs like this? Directly refining Qi to condense elixirs? Is this also possible?" Mo Yingyou's eyes widened in shock. Previously, he teased Shen Lang about whether he was refining air, but in the end, he really made it from air.

Refining the elixir.

Mo Ying could vaguely understand that perhaps what had been turned into ashes was just impurities in the spiritual materials, while the real essence of the medicine had been evaporated and turned into gas. But he could not understand how the gas was condensed into elixirs.

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"No! It's absolutely impossible! Throughout ancient times and modern times, there has never been such a method of alchemy! If no one in the ages can do it, why should he do it?"

However, no matter how impossible he thought it was, the pill in Xuan Shen Lang's hand was so real that he suppressed all the impossibility in his stomach.

The last trace of fire invaded the elixir, and the remaining concave and convex pores on the small pill completely disappeared, turning into a perfectly rounded elixir. Shen Lang pinched the elixir casually, held it on his fingertips, and said casually:

"Now! As you can see, the elixir was pinched out of thin air."

"This..." Lang Wusheng and Tmall Girl were completely dumbfounded. Shen Lang said before that they could just pinch one out. They thought Shen Lang was bragging, but who would have thought that the young man in front of them, no matter what

No matter how you look at it, this guy who shouldn't be an alchemy master actually pinches out a fourth-grade elixir.

"Could it be...could he really be a great master of alchemy who keeps his secrets secret?"

"The reason why he was reluctant to take action before was not that he didn't know how to make alchemy, but that he didn't bother to compare with others?"

At the beginning of the alchemy competition, Shen Lang said more than once that refining fourth-grade elixirs was nothing at all. He didn't want to show some of his skills in front of everyone, so he didn't go to alchemy.

At that time, everyone thought he was talking big words and bragging, but now that the fourth-grade elixir is right in front of them, who can question his ability?

At this time, a cool breeze blew through everyone, and the tabletop not far away flickered on and off. It turned out that the stick of incense that was lit before the game finally burned out until this moment.

From the beginning of the game to this moment, Mo Yingyou and Xia Qianye spent more than half of their time refining the elixir. After only one-third of the time was left, Mo Yingyou exploded, and then he was unconvinced and wanted to cheat, and finally insisted on letting Shen

Refining elixirs.

However, after so much time, the stick of incense was almost burned out. But Shen Lang refined a Yuan Qi Pill in such a short period of time. Just as he said before

, he can easily make this kind of useless fourth-grade elixir.

"We lost! From the moment we made the elixir in the competition, we were destined to lose!" Lang Wusheng shook his head repeatedly, with a very bitter look on his face: "If he doesn't make the elixir, we will lose. If he does, we will lose even more miserably...

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