Fifty copies of the first-level Spirit Gathering Pill are formed!"
The native dog stepped forward skillfully, fished out the Spirit-Gathering Pill, sighed and said, "This basket is not enough! There are so many medicinal materials here, and there are more than just these fifty Spirit-Gathering Pills."
Wang Cheng nodded: "These refined ones are just samples, there will be more later!"
Brother Yang laughed and waved his hand: "Prepare ten more purple flowers and blues."
There are many medicine boys putting purple flowers and blue flowers on the medicine table.
"Refining fifty copies of the first-level marrow cleansing pill!" Wang Cheng said calmly.
One morning, all the medicinal materials that can be refined into first-level elixirs were refined.
At this time, the entire alchemy competition has come to an end. These alchemists are still anxious about a certain pill they have refined, but Wang Cheng is worried about whether he can finish refining this pile of pills in one day.
distressed.
The native dog glanced at the purple flowers and blues on the medicine table. Twenty flower baskets were filled with all the first-level elixirs. He licked his tongue, took away the ten flower baskets, and did not forget to say to the people on the high platform: "Refined.
, I’ll take half first!”
"Start refining the second-level elixir! It's also fifty parts!" Wang Cheng began to select the medicinal materials for refining the second-level elixir.
The higher you go, the fewer medicinal materials are needed to refine high-level elixirs. There are also a lot of medicinal materials for this second-level elixir. It took three hours to completely refine it.
By now, everyone was watching Wang Cheng and Tugou on the field as if they were watching a show.
When other people refine elixirs, they only make small amounts of them, and it takes a lot of effort to complete them. This principle does not work for Wang Cheng and Tu Gou.
At this time, the competition had long ended, but all the alchemists did not walk away, but began to observe Wang Cheng's refining techniques.
The organizers had no intention of leaving and wanted to see how far this young man could go.
"Start refining the third-level elixir! Fifty copies too!" Wang Cheng's words made everyone talk.
"The level is very high, but you can still refine it in batches. Aren't you afraid of failure?"
"Artists are bold, just look at them."
"I'm just waiting to see a good show. If he doesn't practice well, I'll see how he gets off the stage!"
The native dog changed the dew and made a fire, and said worriedly: "If it continues like this, will it be possible?"
"Just call me ancestor later!" Wang Cheng was so calm that he didn't hear anything going on outside the window.
At this time, the medicinal materials on the field have been neatly classified, and only a small half is left. Almost all of them are high-grade medicinal materials, and some even have elixirs.
The medicinal materials of the third-level elixir are almost entering the high-level level.
In the afternoon, all third-level elixirs were refined in batches.
Wang Cheng jumped off the alchemy cauldron, glanced at the eight purple flowers on the medicine table, and said lightly: "Gouzi, take four of them!"
The native dog took a sip of saliva, ran over to collect four of them, raised its head, pointed at the medicine boy and said, "This is yours!"
The medicine boy glanced at the local dog, and there was resentment in his eyes at being ordered by a dog, but he still obediently took the remaining four to the high platform, and they were reviewed by everyone on the high platform.
Wang Cheng poured out the waste potion in the alchemy cauldron, held the ice soul stick in his hand, and shouted softly: "It's getting late, let's practice again tomorrow!"
"We can accompany you!" Some people couldn't get enough of it.
"Continue practicing."
Wang Cheng turned a deaf ear. At night, something dangerous was about to attack, and he could not continue to refine it, otherwise there would be chaos.
The people on the stage seemed to recognize Wang Cheng's alchemy skills. Brother Yang stood up and nodded: "That's it! Tomorrow, this little brother will continue to refine!"
He flew down in person and handed over to Wang Cheng: "Our Zongyunmen specially arranged accommodation for you, please?"
Seeing Brother Yang's determined gaze, Wang Cheng looked at the high platform and saw that the people above were also looking at him. He nodded: "Okay!"
It seems that it is impossible to leave without refining it completely.
Of course, Wang Cheng and Tugou didn't want to leave either.
These free elixirs should not be used for nothing. Although they are all low-level, if you sell them in large quantities, you can still make a lot of money.
Tugou put away the alchemy cauldron and followed the disciples of Zongyun Sect to an inn.
Just as Wang Cheng entered the room, the native dog also came in.
"You have to leave here at night. Something will happen if the evil thing comes." Wang Cheng opened the window and looked down. The disciples of Zongyun Sect were guarding below, but they were at the fifth or sixth level of the mortal body.
"What are you afraid of? Come as soon as it comes, as long as nothing happens to us!" The native dog's words were very cold, which made Wang Cheng clearly know that dogs are very indifferent to humans.
The sky is getting dark.
Wang Cheng was discussing leaving here with Tugou, and suddenly he noticed from the window that several people with traces of their whereabouts appeared inexplicably on the street at night. He took a closer look, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. One of them was walking on the nearby street, Wang Cheng
Cheng clearly saw the lotus pattern logo on the man's body.
"The people from Lotus Gate are here!" he said coldly.
The native dog showed a fierce look in his eyes and said in a low voice: "Kill them tonight!" He had a deep hatred for the Lotus Gate because he went to dig the ancestor's grave and was chased by the strong men of the Lotus Gate from the Eastern Wasteland to the South.
In the deserted continent, there is always a shadow in my heart.
"I have a soul exorcism stick. It is a feasible way to destroy these guys with the help of evil objects!" Wang Cheng also wanted to use his martial arts skills. He observed the outside of the room for a long time and found that they were all five or six mortal bodies.
The most important disciple of Zong Yunmen said, "Don't make too much noise and come with me!"
One person and one dog jumped out of the window, landed lightly, rolled along the courtyard wall and jumped out of the inn.
"When you encounter that Lotus Clan genius with a special king's physique, avoid without fighting! That guy is very powerful!" Wang Cheng knew that the potential of these top geniuses was terrifying, not just in terms of their level of strength, but just like himself.
, he is only at the seventh level of mortal body, but he is already capable of fighting against the extraordinary first level warriors.
Moreover, these geniuses must have magic weapons given to them by their sects, making them difficult to kill.
The native dog was very courageous. He licked his teeth and said, "Would you like to try and kill this genius?"
"Can you kill monsters who can condense extraordinary will?" Wang Cheng felt that when he reached the extraordinary state, he would be able to kill these monsters.
Extraordinary will, which can be condensed with consciousness and turned into reality to kill all things in the world, is the supreme life-killing magic weapon of the extraordinary strong. However, there are really too few people who can condense the extraordinary will because it is too rare.
According to legend, a great genius in ancient times killed a big shot with his extraordinary will. Such deeds have been passed down to this day.
The native dog trembled all over and did not dare to speak nonsense again.
"Of course, if there is a chance, I can take action." Wang Cheng felt that something dangerous was coming.
A man and a dog were hiding in the corner of the alley, but they felt to their horror that there were several ferocious things outside the corner of the alley, with only a wall separating them.
Wang Cheng hurriedly took out the soul exorcism stick, and the fierce thing was far away. He breathed a sigh of relief, jumped onto the wall, and stared at the nearby street. Suddenly, he saw two Lotus Sect disciples walking across a stone bridge.
, with murderous intent in his eyes, he said coldly: "Gouzi, come on!"