Divine Doctor Waste Chai Concubine

Chapter 649 Winning Earth-shattering Victory (9)

A white mist emanated from the alchemy furnace, as if attracted by a strong force, gathered above Murong Xu's head, the air fluctuated, and there was a trace of energy, and then a gust of wind blew by, before everyone could blink, they saw the white mist. The smoke converged into a vaguely beautiful image.

The appearance and temperament are similar to the Murong Xu below.

Everyone at the scene took a deep breath and opened their mouths in shock.

The chairman was stunned, Mr. Mu and others were stunned, and all the alchemists in the continent were stunned, and the collective shock was not small.

All the alchemists of the hermit race were stunned, they had already lost their minds while sitting in their seats, and their hearts were greatly shocked.

Meaning, artistic conception?

Beauty artistic conception, recovery, complexion pill?

Isn't this beauty image the same as that girl?
It is said that the most superb refining of elixir is to refine the artistic conception of elixir, and the most common artistic conception of elixir is the cloud of elixir, and the most unusual is the concrete artistic conception. Murong Xu once refined the artistic conception of dragon singing God, but now it is a beautiful face based on himself.

As Murong Xu's master, Mr. Mu's heart trembled violently, and the astonishing brilliance in his eyes couldn't be stopped.

This precious apprentice of him really surprised him time and time again, and the breakthroughs this time were really very bearable.

Murong Xu was dressed in white, standing under the beauty mood, the corners of his lips curled up, he could clearly sense the throbbing of the natural fire in his body, the excitement from the depths of his soul, and he was very satisfied with his performance today .

Not only the power of the soul has advanced, but even the artistic conception has made a big breakthrough. Who would have thought that this Fuyan pill could also refine the artistic conception beyond the cloud of pills. It can be said that the artistic conception of this pill in my hand at this time has reached It has achieved the peak of its medicinal properties.

The two hermit alchemists who competed on the same stage were so shocked that they were speechless. They didn't even know when the flames in their alchemy furnaces were extinguished. The herbs inside have also been reduced to ashes.

Murong Xu stretched out one hand, holding the gray and inconspicuous Fuyan Pill. After a while, the beauty concept above her head automatically converged, turning into a wisp of white mist, which was completely absorbed by the Fuyan Pill in her palm. With an idea, Murong Xu put it into the jade bottle.

At this time, Mo Zhe has also entered the closing time of alchemy, the alchemy furnace is closed, and the alchemy begins to condense.

The audience in the audience also shifted their attention from Murong Xu to Mo Zhe who was congealing the alchemy at the right time. All the alchemists in the mainland were sweating in their hearts, nervous and looking forward to it, especially Mu Lao and others, their eyes burst into tears. Shooting strands of fine light.

"Do you think senior brother can successfully condense pills?"

"I don't know, this is a gradeless elixir. Although there is no threshold, it is not so easy to successfully refine it. Even Mu Lao and the others cannot successfully congeal the elixir."

"Maybe a miracle will happen. The senior brother usually has the best relationship with the junior sister. Haha, maybe he can be infected by the junior sister's alchemy talent."

"Hey, according to this, Mr. Mu is still the master of my junior sister..."

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All the brothers in the alchemy hall had their hearts beating faster, looking nervously at Mo Zhe on the stage, and there were infinite expectations in their hearts as they spoke to each other.

The two alchemists of the Yin clan sacrificed flames again, still struggling to die. (My dear, the herbs are all ruined, is struggling still useful?)
The second elder of the Yin clan stared at Mo Zhe like a cannibal. The fluctuations in the air and the state of Mo Zhe made him feel bad.

(End of this chapter)