Chapter 762： Bidan, miserable 1

Chapter 762 Bidan, miserable 1

At the moment when the pill fragrance completely disappeared, Master Ye Mi held a white jade bottle in one hand, and quickly opened the medicine cauldron with the other, and two dark round pill lay on the bottom of the medicine cauldron.

Seeing the three pill, Master Ye Mi smiled triumphantly and put the pill into the white jade bottle as quickly as possible.

He was lucky this time. Not only did he succeed in one go, he also made three.

Prior to the level of Master Ye Mi, he was able to make at most two in a tripod.

An elixir that can gather spiritual energy like the spirit-gathering pill must be placed in a white jade bottle as soon as it becomes a pill.

For every second of contact with the air, the effect of the medicine reacts with the aura in the air, which affects the effect of the medicine.

Master Ye Mi Dancheng, Qiu Hailing was overjoyed.

It's just a pity that his mouth is constrained by the aura of the great elder, otherwise he will definitely step forward and slap a lot of flattery, and then demean Jun Mohuang again.

When the six elders saw his success, their faces became even more ugly.

If Master Ye Mi became successful, they could only hope that Jun Mohuang could win.

Although this hope is really very slim, because from the beginning until now, Jun Mohuang has refined the Sanding Pill.

But the great elders still hope that a miracle will happen.

But God seemed to be deliberately unable to get along with the six people, and this thought flashed through their minds, and there was another slight "Puff Puff Puff" sound from Jun Mohuang's medicine cauldron.

At the same time, a black smoke came out of the Chinese medicine pot.

Then, the **** discharge port of the medicine cauldron, drain a pile of black medicine slag.

Obviously, Jun Mohuang still did not succeed in forming the pill this time, and exploded when he was forming the pill.

"Hmph, Jun Mohuang, you don’t have the talent for refining medicine at all, so stop struggling. This master advises you to surrender quickly. While it’s still early, you can roll up your blanket and roll out of Thousand Fantasy Academy to find residence."

Master Ye Mi sneered again when he saw the pile of medicine dregs discharged from the medicine cauldron.

"Dean, you have already seen the result. Jun Mohuang's doesn't know how to concoct medicine at all. There is no need for this competition to continue. Hurry up and announce the result directly."

As a spiritual pharmacist, his time is precious, and of course he doesn't want to waste a meaningless person like Jun Mohuang.

"What hurry, we didn't set a time before. The comparison is the effect of the medicine. Why did I lose. Or, Master Ye Mi is afraid of losing, so he is so eager. Tsk, Tangtangling Medicine Master, actually afraid of losing Give me a yellow girl."

While speaking, Jun Mohuang didn't raise his head and picked out a new medicine for the Spirit Gathering Pill, preparing for the next round of refining.

"Yes, Jun Mohuang has not yet succeeded in refining. It is a bit early to say failure."

The great elder saw her failure for the fourth time, and he had no hope at all.

But when Jun Mohuang said that, a glimmer of hope rose in his heart instantly.

"Hmph, you are even wrong in refining the medicinal materials of the Spirit Gathering Pill. Of course you will lose what you can make! This master waits for what you call a successful refining!"

The mocking look on Master Ye Mi's face was even heavier. He had never encountered a strange thing like Jun Mohuang, who even got it wrong, but still insisted on persisting.

Since she wanted to humiliate herself, he didn't mind staying with her to the end.

Anyway, even if Jun Mohuang continued to practice for the first half of the year and consumed all the academy's medicinal materials, it would not succeed.

Jun Mohuang curled the corners of his lips, and once again focused all his attention on refining the Spirit Gathering Pill.

(End of this chapter)