Chapter 910

Mingfeng is calm now. He takes a look at the test tower from time to time and drinks another sip of wine. Even if Jiang Chan can't break through this level, he is still proud of his defeat. I've never heard that Jianzong disciple assessment Dandao has gone so far.

In the training tower, Jiang Chan stared at those spiritual plants and kept analyzing the characteristics of various spiritual plants and what effect they would produce after matching them. She wanted to make sure she thought of every possibility.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, and it seems to have passed in the blink of an eye. The old friar did not urge Jiang Chan, but looked at her with a strange meaning in his eyes.

After taking a deep breath, Jiang Chan stood up and said, "I guess a little. Try it for the first time. If not, change it later."

The old friar picked his snow-white eyebrows and warmed the stove silently. He also wanted to see what flowers Jiang Chan could say.

Jiang Chan stood by the Dante stove and methodically began to narrate the steps of refining the ice flesh and jade bone list, because she had repeated it several times in her mind. Her narration was very smooth, and there was no kowtow in the middle.

Mingwei whispered, "if martial nephew Xinyi is really an insider, she won't do it without full confidence."

Mingfeng was proud: "this is my disciple, my disciple!"

Mingweixinsai: "elder martial brother, you're lucky. You can find such a good disciple when you go out to drink."

Mingzhi hurried to make things right: "no matter whose disciple Xinyi is, she is not a disciple of our sword sect? Will our sword sect train disciples in the future?"

"That's what I said." the ancestors preached in front, and almost all the disciples looked up at Jiang Chan with worship eyes. Although they are all older than Jiang Chan, they can't compete at all, can they?

In the pill room, the old friar refined the pill step by step according to the steps of Jiang Chan. Finally, when the furnace was turned on, a pool of black waste liquid came out. Jiang Chan shrugged, obviously expected.

"I just found something slightly wrong when I put Shuangling grass..." said the doubt in my heart. Jiang Chan just thought about it without waiting for the old monk's response.

After thinking about a cup of tea, Jiang Chan looked up and said, "let's try again."

The refining went well this time. There were five inferior pills and one middle pill in this furnace. For those who refined this pill for the first time, the results have been quite good.

After all, an alchemist doesn't become a pill every time he turns on the stove. The general Alchemist's success rate is basically about 30%.

Jiang Chan nodded after feeling the medicine of the ice muscle and jade bone pill carefully: "we still have a material. Refine it again."

"Here we go again. Is junior sister Xinyi pursuing perfection too much?"

A disciple muttered and watched Jiang Chan enter the Dandao examination. Until now, unless the materials are exhausted, she won't go to the next level until she can refine the top-grade pill. Obviously, she just needs to become a pill.

Mingyu said with a smile, "the pursuit of perfection is not a fault. It's extremely strict with yourself. When you practice sword, don't you also ask for incomparable standards in every movement? This is also a manifestation of the pursuit of perfection."

"This character will lead a hard life, because he has too high requirements for himself." Mingwei suddenly said, and suddenly lost his smile: "then again, our sword repair is the most difficult in sword repair. There's nothing wrong with Xinyi."

In the trial tower, with the successful experience of the previous one, Jiang Chan slightly improved the steps in the next refining process this time. If it was released this time, there would be a top-grade pill.

Looking at the white pill in the palm of her hand, Jiang Chan's eyes were full of exclamation, "is this the ice flesh and jade bone pill? It's really extraordinary."

The world is full of wonders. Who can guarantee that he has seen everything? There are talents in every interface. You can think of such pills.

"Let's go to the next level. The next level will bother the elder."

Collect the pill and Jiang Chan looks at the old monk with a smile.

"How long has junior sister Xinyi been in?"

"Today is the fifty sixth day."

"She has been at this level for two days. Is it particularly difficult?"

"Sure, she will stay for some time before, but it can't be longer than a day and a half. It's been two days and she's still thinking about it."

Jiang Chan is also bald now. With the deepening of the assessment, the danfang appears more and more tricky. He not only needs more and more spiritual plants, but also some spiritual plants that Jiang Chan has never heard of.

Fortunately, Jiang Chan has such a powerful function as plant babbling. As long as she comes into contact with Lingzhi, she can know the characteristics and effects of Lingzhi, etc.

Just thinking about it, Jiang Chan always felt that there was something wrong with the danfang. She has been at this level for two days. To be honest, these two days she is about to pull her hair bald.

Looking up at the top of the Dan room, Jiang Chan's eyes were empty, and she didn't know where she had drifted.

The old friar smiled: "little girl, it's not easy to go now. You can choose to give up. I've seen your level for a long time."

Jiang Chan didn't seem to hear the old monk's words, and her eyes were still empty. These two days she always felt something was wrong, but she couldn't find out what was wrong.

His eyes wandered around the Dan room, swept the ceiling, the Dan stove, the Dan square on the wall and all kinds of spiritual plants in turn, and Jiang Chan suddenly stopped. She has been struggling with whether she can use these spiritual plants to refine pills, but who can guarantee that the pill given by the alchemy room is correct?

As soon as the idea came out, Jiang Chan glanced at the old friar. He was looking at himself with interest.

All right, this old fox, he must not say anything.

If there is something wrong with danfang, it makes sense.

Jiang Chan sat cross legged: "elder, anyway, what this level needs is to refine tianhun blood melting pill. There is no requirement that we must follow the pill? As long as its final effect is the same?"

"Of course, as long as you can refine it, even if you pass the examination. The materials are limited, you only have two chances."

The old monk narrowed his eyes and glanced at Jiang Chan. It seems that the girl has found something wrong. He is greedy to see the ground. Unfortunately, he is a golden Linggen.

Jiang Chan grinds her teeth. The materials provided by Keng dad are getting less and less, which also adds great difficulty to Jiang Chan's assessment.

Jiang Chan was not in a hurry to start. When she found that the problem was in danfang, she put down most of her heart, and the fog that had been blocking her eyes dispersed a lot.

Give you a wrong problem-solving step, can you make the right answer?