Chapter 138： failure (1/2)

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The mysterious Qingyan was obtained by Zhuofan from a mysterious master in the Mountain of Beasts. Its power is so great that, with his current ability, he can't play one in 10,000.

But he can conclude that even if the Qingyan is placed there, it belongs to the legendary existence. It's just revealed that its one-tenth of a thousand powers has been able to help him develop a high-grade panacea.

but……

Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Fan squinted at the top ten alchemist masters, and saw them all refining the herbs in their hands. Especially the poisonous medicine king, Tao Danniang and Yan Fu, in addition to their relaxed faces, a deep light was mixed in the depths of their eyes.

Obviously, they must still have the last killer in their hearts, until the final round of the Dan King's victory.

Correspondingly, Qingyan is Zhuo Fan's ultimate killer. If it is announced in advance, it will inevitably be targeted by this poisonous hand medicine king. Still hide it and use it in the finals.

But in this way, the only available method is the one trick, although it is more risky ...

Touching his nose helplessly, Zhuo Fan exhaled a long murmur, and finally started to move. With his actions, all eyes on the field turned to him in unison.

People want to know more about this amazing feat of genius master alchemist who has repeatedly used amazing alchemy techniques.

However, under everyone's tight gaze, Zhuo Fan only had a pinch of fingers as ordinary people, and a red elemental fire appeared in the center of the palm.

Then, Zhuo Fan's fingers flicked, and five pieces of medicinal herbs flew into the flames.

There is no alchemy that weeping ghosts and gods like before, and there is no stunt like the one at the beginning of the second round of competing against Dan, which instantly refines all the medicinal materials.

This is how Zhuofan makes alchemy like ordinary people, and the flame in his hand is even weaker than those of other alchemy masters.

Those five grades of medicinal materials, in his flames, seemed like a veteran pulling a broken car, and it took half a day to refine that drop of liquid medicine.

Compared with the previous shocking world, Zhuofan's alchemy at this time is not just ordinary, it can be said to be bad! Almost all alchemists present on the field now have better alchemy skills than him.

Such a big drop made everyone's hearts uncontrollably heavy. They seem to be witnessing a scene in which a genius alchemist who has not been encountered for thousands of years is falling from the peak into a scene of ordinary dust.

The top ten alchemists in the top ten glanced in Zhuo Fan's direction. Some regret, some helpless, but most people have a smug smile.

This kid's dead spot finally emerged in this third round.

In this burst of laughter, Zhuo Fan's back standing on the first alchemy platform was particularly sullen.

It seems to have realized that Zhuo Fan is very different from the first two rounds of competing against Dan. Not only did he lose the amazing alchemy, but it seemed that even his own arrogance had converged a lot.

Xiaoya felt a little puzzled. For the first time in the alchemy master alchemy, she asked, intentionally or unintentionally, ”Hey, I really don't know what happened to Master Song this time. It seems to be different from the previous one?”

”Hey, hey ... that's for sure!”

With a sneer smile, the Poison Hand Medicine King, while refining the alchemy, was gloating in misfortune: ”His alchemy has already come to an end, and it is no longer possible to produce a good pill.”

Unconsciously, Xiaoya said strangely, ”Senior old, what does this mean?”

With a glance at several alchemists, everyone laughed out loud.

”The old man meant that he could only refine the low-level elixir, and he could not make the high-level elixir at all.”

Seeing Xiaoya still puzzled, the poison hand medicine king was very happy to continue to explain: ”Alchemy is generally divided into Wenwuhuo, low-order elixirs, and the medicinal materials are easier to refine. Generally, the soft Wenhuo is the main one. Burned. But when refining high-grade medicinal materials, it is mainly based on martial arts, and cultural fire is not enough to refine them. ”

”But this kid's cultivation is not enough, and he can't support the explosive fire for a long time, so he can't refining the fifth-level magic elixir at all.” The poisonous drug Wang Xie laughed and turned to Zhuofan, provocatively, ” This is your dead spot, right, kid. ”

Ignoring him, Zhuo Fan's ancient well is still focused on his alchemy.

”But ... wasn't Master Song just refining the fifth-grade Longyang Pill?” Xiaoya asked, startled.

Shaking his head contemptuously, the poisonous hand medicine king said lightly: ”The Longyang Pill is a formidable refinement of the second-grade pill to the fifth-grade pill. Rare. If he can refine Wupindan, it is estimated that he can raise the Elixir to the level of Qipin. Unfortunately, hehehe ... ”

Hearing this remark, all the people present sighed with regret.

Looking at it was a bit lonely, but still insisting on the alchemy figure, everyone's heart, for no reason, actually felt an inexplicable sorrow.

I don't know when, among the thousands of alchemists in the whole game, Zhuo Fan is the only one in everyone's eyes. People will be excited with Zhuo Fan's amazing alchemy time after time, inexplicable.

At this time, with his loneliness, he will feel inexplicably sad.

On the contrary, the master alchemy masters of Poisonous Hand Potion, the rumination and jealousy of this time, made everyone feel abnormally disgusted.

”Master Song, come on, we support you!”

I do n’t know who it is, or where I ’m from. There was a cheering sound for Zhuofan, and then there was a lot of emotion in the whole venue, and cheering encouragement was heard everywhere.

”Master Song, you are the best!”