Chapter 138 (1/2)
After this result.
Wu Po and others, looking at Yu Wentao, also became soft.
At this age.
Those who have done this are talented people.
A little training in the future will surely become the mainstay of Danbao Pavilion.
”Lying in the trough, obviously stewing cabbage and pretending to be a very laborious expression, that guy, that's enough!”
At this time.
They found that Zhao's forehead began to sweat.
His face turned pale.
It's like excessive consumption of real power.
He is really a little over consumed.
His first attempt at large-scale alchemy was a big challenge for him.
of course.
Zhao Daguan, who has the system in hand, even put more herbs in it.
As long as he is skilled enough, he can also refine finished pills.
”Become Dan!”
Zhao Fang's eyes coagulated, and then he pressed his empty hand on the alchemy furnace. The surging power of martial arts poured out and wrapped the alchemy furnace in an instant.
”Hum, what a shameless guy. Obviously, alchemy has failed. He's still wasting everyone's time here!”
In the area of the disciples of the Chu family, a voice of disdain suddenly sounded.
The sound was like throwing away small stones in the lake.
A stone stirs thousands of waves.
Those guys who had long disliked Zhao Fang also joined the crusade.
For a while.
The field was boiling.
The noise seemed to lift the roof of the sixth floor.
Zhao Fang stopped, glanced coldly at the crowd, and his expression was indifferent.
There was no sign of anger.
Just slightly raised his hand and opened the lid of the Dan stove.
A pill flew out of it and landed in front of Zhao Fang, spinning.
The crusading voice on the field is obviously much less.
Zhao Fang grabbed it again with empty hands.
Another pill flew out.
Arranged in front of Zhao Fang.
The sound on the field went more than half.
Third, Fourth
With the appearance of each pill, the sound on the field will weaken a bit.
Later.
The field was silent.
Everyone looked at the field.
Looking at Zhao Fang, there were seven pills spinning in front of him.
Some people, with their mouths slightly open, looked incredible.
”Lying in the trough, did I read it correctly? That guy, stewed and refined seven pills in one pot?”
”Well, labor and capital must be dreaming. It must be false.”
”Lying in the trough, who pinches labor and capital.”
”Don't you say you're dreaming? Labor and capital can wake you up.”
”I'll go to your eighth generation ancestors, and labor and capital pinch your bird to wake you up.”
”This must not be true. Even if it is a finished pill, it must be a waste level.”
There are disciples in the Chu family, still shaking his head.
The voice fell.
The pill stove shook and a pill flew out again.
The pill is golden, like a golden ball.
In front of everyone.
When they saw the golden awn, they suddenly felt a stagnation of breath. If they were hit hard on their chest, they exclaimed, ”extremely, the best pill?”
The proud complacency on Yu Wentao's face had disappeared as early as when he looked at the third pill.
At the moment, his face sank like water.
It never occurred to me that Zhao Fang used the technique of stewing in one pot to continuously refine seven pills.
But just as he felt a little incredible.
A golden light flew out of the furnace.