Chapter 1348

"Dad, even if Murong Fengqing is huogu, she may not have the qualification of level 8 alchemist, and even if she has, it's a draw with Zhongwen." Hearing that President Wan said Murong Fengqing would win, Wan Lingling took a breath and exclaimed that it was impossible. Murong Fengqing is the bone of fire. It's frightening. If she can refine level 8 pills, she really wants to spit her blood.

"Nine Dan pharmacist, that is to win." Dean Wan doesn't think that anything is impossible now. Now he thinks that the budget Murong Fengqing is the Ninth level Dan pharmacist, which is a conservative estimate. Dean Wan looked in the direction of the martial arts academy. The old guy was so lucky to find such a rare talent in a hundred years. Now he still has guwujue in his hands. I don't know how much potential guwujue still has that others don't know.

Zhongwen looks at the flames in Murong Feng's hands. His face looks ugly for a moment, but he soon calms down. Fire bone is fire bone. What's so great about it? It's just a reputation in vain. In fact, no one knows what it is. He doesn't have to mess up so soon. What a Murong Fengqing! He is so deep that he thinks he can design himself. Don't even think about it!

Moreover, no matter how Murong Fengqing's Alchemy technology is, it's very difficult to find herbs at level 8, and almost all of them are collected by himself. If Murong Fengqing wants to produce more advanced pills than himself, first of all, there is a problem with herbs.

"Well, that should be all right?" After a look at Zhongwen's ugly face, Murong Feng smiles and puts away his own flame. Suddenly, the fire is extinguished in his own hands, which makes people have to praise. This is really the bone of fire. Only natural bone of fire can make use of real fire freely. In this way, Murong Feng is more time to use real fire than Zhongwen.

So next we are more curious, in the end do not know who can win?

"No problem. Now that everyone has confirmed that they have real fire, the competition officially begins. The difference between the winners and losers is who can refine higher pills. Do you understand?" Ming Shaochen was a little shocked, and then asked them again.

Zhongwen nodded to understand that Murong Fengqing also nodded to the Ming Shaochen, and the two sides immediately reached an agreement.

"Very good. Then the competition will start. The time limit is five hours. You can start!" With that, he stepped back to watch. Originally, he didn't have much interest, but when he saw Murong Fengqing's real fire, he was very interested. He really wanted to see what pills Murong Fengqing would make.

Gu Wujue gives her the materials that Murong Feng has already prepared. There are too many medicinal materials in the space ring, which are basically not rare medicinal materials of a hundred years old. They can basically find them, and it's no problem to refine pills of more than level 9.

Murong Feng over there is waiting for guwujue to put things for himself. Zhongwen over there is ready to start refining herbs. Two people eyes to go up, the eyes of Zhong Wen first appear disdain. Murong Fengqing glanced at the things on Zhongwen's desk, although he saw that Zhongwen wanted to refine eight level pills in the morning. But after seeing it, she couldn't help laughing, but it was the intermediate pill that she didn't even want to refine.