Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort Chapter 245: She’s the top of the Youth League? (3 more)

Mei Zizhong stood there, and soon, Feng Ping's two medicine boys moved out of several alchemy furnaces.

These alchemy furnaces are commonly used in the alchemy academy, and their appearance is exactly the same.

Low level, intermediate level, high level, spiritual level...

When the four alchemy furnaces were lined up in front of Mei Zizhong, the medicine boy raised his eyes and looked at him, as if asking if these alchemy furnaces were enough.

Mei Zizhong smiled lightly and said to him, "You can add one more."

His words made the medicine boy a little stunned, but he wasn't too surprised. Instead, he put another alchemy furnace in his hand.

"Treasure level! It's actually going to be refined to a treasure level medicine pill!"

There is a lot of discussion in the crowd.

Mei Zizhong stood behind the alchemy furnace, his eyes fell on the pile of medicinal materials that Mu Qingge and him had identified. Those medicinal materials, Feng Ping did not take away, seemed to be deliberately left to the two of them for alchemy.

Mei Zizhong walked to the herbs calmly and carefully selected the herbs he needed.

His movements are slow, but not impetuous. That kind of calm and indifferent attitude makes people look a little intoxicated. Involuntarily, affected by his emotions, the audience gradually calmed down.

After a while, Mei Zizhong placed the selected ingredients in front of each alchemy furnace.

When Mu Qingge and ** Xing saw the herbs he had chosen, their eyes lit up. Even the bottom of Feng Ping's eyes trembled.

Only those who know how to make pills can infer what kind of pills he wants to make from the medicinal materials that Mei Zizhong selected.

It is because they saw Mei Zizhong's plan that they were amazed by his thoughts.

"If it's about being careful, I'm not as good as Senior Brother Mei." Mu Qingge whispered in ** Xing's ear. This sentence is very sincere and not the slightest false.

** Xing smiled slightly and said to her: "Senior Brother Mei has been nurtured by his master since he was a child, and he understands the mutual growth and mutual restraint of medicinal herbs, with different attributes. In particular, he is very thoughtful about medicinal herbs, and I am one out of ten. Not even one."

Mu Qingge nodded lightly in approval.

Mei Zizhong chooses to refine the medicinal pills. The low-level medicinal medicinal herbs are used for the treatment of trauma, the intermediate medicinal medicinal medicinal herbs are used to strengthen the body and nourish the essence, the high-grade medicinal medicinal medicinal medicinal preparations are used to treat internal injuries, the spiritual medicinal medicinal medicinal medicinal preparations are used to supplement spiritual power, and the precious medicinal medicinal medicinal medicinal medicinal preparations are used to supplement spiritual power. It is to prolong life.

The five medicinal herbs with different effects represent the difficulty of their level.

Mei Zizhong looks tepid, but he uses practical actions to show Feng Ping his strength without being humble or arrogant.

'He actually didn't choose the pills that were easier to refine among these levels, but chose the more difficult ones. Is he really so confident in himself? ' Fengping secretly said.

Preparing the medicinal materials, Mei Zizhong threw the medicinal materials into the pill furnace respectively.

Under the alchemy furnace, the fire was everywhere, and alchemy officially began.

"It's on!"

"Shh, be quiet, don't be noisy."

"It's the first time I've seen different levels of medicinal herbs being refined at the same time. This will be a long experience."

There are suppressed whispers from the crowd.

The light of the fire in the alchemy furnace was reflected and fell on Mei Zizhong, coating his white clothes with a layer of orange red light.

His actions infected many people and made the scene quiet.

"What kind of medicine do you want to make later?" ** Xing whispered quietly beside Mu Qingge.

The corners of Mu Qingge's mouth twitched, and she nodded her head in disbelief.

Seeing her confident look, ** Xing smiled slightly and stopped talking.

One mind and five uses, control hundreds of medicinal materials and refine different medicinal herbs. Even a person with a strong spiritual sense is not easy to manipulate.

Actually, Feng Ping didn't know why the dean proposed this test.

This kind of difficulty, even a famous alchemist can't do it. Could it be that... the dean also doesn't want these two guys who broke the rules to enter the inner courtyard like this?

Feng Ping frowned, guessing in his heart.

At this time, the flames of the five alchemy furnaces have melted the medicinal materials, quenched the essence, and burned away the impurities.

The next step is the most difficult and critical step - Cheng Dan!

A little carelessness in the process of fusion of medicinal herbs will give up all previous efforts, or affect the quality of the finished medicinal pills.

Mei Zizhong's forehead was covered in fine sweat.

He clenched his teeth, his lips turning white. This kind of single-mindedness and five-purpose spiritual control method is unfamiliar to him. If he has always been pure-hearted and few desires, I am afraid it will be difficult to achieve.

"Look, it's coming."

"Don't talk, look carefully!"

In the elixir furnace, the elixir gradually takes shape. Excited voices began to appear in the crowd, but they did not dare to be too loud.

Mei Zizhong's back was already soaked with sweat and soaked, and the blood had faded from the skin, leaving only a pale patch.

A dignified expression appeared between Mu Qingge and ** Xing's eyebrows. They were worried that such a rapid process of consuming spiritual knowledge would make it difficult for Mei Zizhong to last until the end.

'If Senior Mei fails, I'm so sorry for him! ' Mu Qingge's hand hidden in the cuff involuntarily clenched tightly, and his lips were also tightly pressed into a line.

She is in a hurry and doesn't have much time to waste in the Dan Taoyuan, which is her business.

Nowadays, Mei Zizhong suffers such a test. If it passes, it’s fine, if it doesn’t, won’t Mei Zizhong be unable to enter the Alchemy Academy to practice alchemy in his entire life?

If this is the case, what kind of blow would it be to Mei Zizhong?

Mu Qingge's eyes turned cold, and she made up her mind. ‘In any case, Senior Brother Mei, I must find a way to be sent to the Pill Dao Academy, no matter what the cost. ’

"Ah!"

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the crowd.

The reason is because Mei Zizhong took a step back abruptly.

** Xing's eyes suddenly widened, and he quickly moved forward to catch Mei Zizhong's body. Mei Zizhong stabilized his body and shook his head slowly at the ** star, indicating that he was fine.

At this moment, Mu Qingge came over and handed a recovery pill to Mei Zizhong.

She turned her eyes to look at Feng Ping, and said sarcastically, "It's not mentioned in the rules that you can't add medicine pills, right?" She was already a little angry. She made an exception to enter the inner courtyard and was subjected to a more severe test, which she had already prepared for.

However, isn't this series of hardships too much?

This makes Mu Qingge feel that this Pill Dao Academy is really too self-righteous and too proud.

Back then, the old dean of the Medicine Pagoda General Hospital asked her to come to the Pill Dao Institute to win the top spot in the Pill Dao Conference and vent her anger for him. It seems not without reason.

Eighty percent of the time, that old man had also been ridiculed in this alchemy academy, and he was holding his breath.

Mu Qingge's words made Feng Ping's face sank, but he did not stop him.

** Xing fed the medicine pill into Mei Zizhong's mouth, and Mei Zizhong's complexion recovered a little.

After recovery, Mei Zizhong continued to fuse medicinal pills.

He couldn't hold on just now, but he still remembered to protect the medicinal pill that was being fused, so that the medicinal pill was not affected.

Pfft!

In the pill furnace on the far right, the flame was extinguished, and a low-level medicinal pill jumped out of the pill furnace first.

Feng Ping raised his hand, and the low-level medicinal pill flew into his palm. It's just a low-level medicine pill, and he can tell its quality just by looking at it. "Low-level superlatives."

These four words did not cause much of a stir.

Pfft!

Another medicinal pill was released and fell into Feng Ping's hands. "Intermediate Superb."

Pfft!

"Superb."

Pfft!

"The best of the spiritual level."

His—!

It was only at this point that a gasping sound broke out from the crowd.

Four medicinal pills have been released, not only in accordance with the specifications, but also in top quality.

"Evil!"

The same voice resounded in the hearts of countless people.

At this time, Mei Zizhong gritted his teeth, and the last pill was released.

Although Feng Ping was expressionless at the moment, he had already set off a storm in his heart. He didn't expect that someone could really use one mind and five uses at the same time to refine five top-grade medicinal pills of different levels and different effects.

Holding the treasure-grade medicinal pill that still has residual warmth, Feng Ping said with a complicated expression: "The best treasure-grade medicine."

tens of thousands of people in an uproar!

"Really?"

"Fuck! It's so awesome!"

"Oh my god! How did he do it?"

"Such a talent...it can be compared to the number one disciple of the Pill Dao Academy, Yao Xinghai of the Yao family!"

Feng Ping ignored the exclamations, looked at Mei Zizhong and said, "You, you have passed the test. From this moment on, you are a disciple of the inner courtyard of my Pill Dao Academy."

Mei Zizhong had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, politely bowed to Feng Ping, and retreated to Mu Qingge's side.

At this time, Feng Ping, who was shocked by Mei Zizhong, remembered that there was another person waiting for the test.

Without waiting for him to speak, Mu Qingge took the initiative to stand up.

Two medicine boys came up to clean up the pill stove and put the new pill stove on again.

"You don't need so many, just one is fine." When the medicine boy took out the second pill furnace, Mu Qingge stopped it aloud.

Her words attracted the attention of all around.

"What is he doing? He only needs one pill furnace?"

"Could it be that...she acted so powerful before, but in fact she can only refine low-level medicine pills?"

"Impossible!"

"I think it's very possible, otherwise why only one pill furnace?"

Feng Ping narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Mu Qingge with contempt. In his opinion, Mei Zizhong is still a plastic talent, while Mu Qingge's performance is... too arrogant.

He hummed coldly, waved the hesitant drug boy back, and said to Mu Qingge, "I hope you don't get too confident."

Mu Qingge smiled slightly, "Thank you for reminding me."

After she finished speaking, she walked straight to the pile of medicinal herbs. She is not as slow as Mei Zizhong's, her clear eyes swept away, she raised her hand and waved, and the medicinal herbs she needed were separated from it and suspended in mid-air.

"I'm going! This action is too cool!"

"Hahaha! Crazy enough, I like it!"

Mu Qingge didn't expect that her random movement would actually cause a lot of discussion below.

However, she didn't care, but waved her hand again and threw the medicinal materials suspended in the air into the alchemy furnace.

"Fuck! Is this alchemy?"

"What kind of low-level medicinal herbs need so many kinds of medicinal materials?"

"Nima! It's not like you don't know how to make alchemy at all, right?"

"That's funny. I acted so arrogantly before, so I'm just an alchemist?"

Feng Ping narrowed his eyes and frowned, and he couldn't figure out what Mu Qingge was trying to do.

The medicinal material is put into the furnace, and the flame rises from the bottom of the pill furnace.

Hundreds of medicinal materials were mixed in the pill furnace, and the strong medicinal fragrance began to waft out continuously, filling the surroundings.

"A good fragrance of medicine."

"The incense is very fragrant, but with so many herbs put together, you won't be able to fry the stove, right?"

Song Jinshan stood in the crowd, stared nervously on tiptoe and stretched her neck. Unconsciously, she bit her lower lip and kept saying in her mind, 'What is he doing? In this way, alchemy can easily fail. ’

Everyone thinks that Mu Qingge is a fool who doesn't understand.

Only Mei Zizhong and ** Xing have full confidence in Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge has brought them too many miracles, and this one is not bad.

It was just over half an hour, less than half the time it took for Mei Zizhong to concoct alchemy. The medicinal pills in Mu Qingge's pill furnace began to congeal, but she herself was not affected at all, and she did not look as ugly as Mei Zizhong had before.

No one knew that because of her divine plan, her spiritual consciousness had already been reborn.

If it is said that ordinary people's spiritual consciousness is water mist, then Mei Zizhong's spiritual consciousness is a small stream, and she... is a wide river and lake.

Mu Qingge stood beside the pill furnace calmly, with one hand behind her, and the other hand suddenly patted the pill furnace wall without warning.

Om--!

A metallic muffled sound came out.

Next--

Puff puff puff puff!

Six sounds, six pills flashing with different luster, jumped out of the pill furnace one after another.

This scene shocked tens of thousands of people to silence.

Even ** Xing and Mei Zizhong, who were familiar with Mu Qingge, opened their mouths in shock. They knew that Mu Qingge would not fail, but they didn't expect that she would be able to refine different grades of medicinal pills at the same time in the same pill furnace!

This... how much power does this require?

Shocked!

Thriller!

Mu Qingge's relaxed and freehand shot seems to make these tens of thousands of people feel that they have been abused into scum.

Who said that Mu Qingge couldn't make alchemy?

Who said just now that she can only refine low-level medicine pills?

Excuse me, does your cheek hurt?

Six pills flew into Feng Ping's hands. The luster on it, especially the last one, exudes a golden light that only god-level pills can have, letting everyone know that Mu Qingge is actually a god-level pill master!

"Low-level perfect! Intermediate-level perfect! High-level perfect! Spirit-level perfect! Treasure-level perfect! God-level...perfect!"

When Feng Ping spat out word by word, tens of thousands of people were petrified in place, feeling that their bodies were cracking.

Fuck! Who is she?

This voice resounded in the hearts of countless people.

The same is true for Feng Ping. He widened his eyes and asked in shock, "Who are you?" Who are you? It actually has the perfect realm that alchemists dream of!

Mu Qingge smiled lightly and said her name. "Falling Star City, Mu Qingge."

Falling Star City, Mu Qingge!

Falling Star City, Mu Qingge!

After it was extremely quiet, there was a sudden explosion of huge exclamations among tens of thousands of people.

"Luoxingcheng, Mu Qingge! She is the top of the newly promoted Qingying list! The only saint-level artifact refiner in the Middle Ages!"

"No! More than that... She is still a god-level alchemist with a perfect state!"

Tens of thousands of people seemed to feel that their cracked bodies were shattered.

There is a type of person who seems to be born to beat people. Tens of thousands of people looked at Mu Qingge silently, thinking that she was that kind of person...

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