Alchemy&Martial Supreme

The liquid in the sky, after removing impurities, is more and more crystal clear.

"Coagulation." When he saw that all the spiritual plants had been refined, Qin Ming put his hands on his chest and quickly made a few fingerprints. His mouth opened and closed, and a word was gently vomited out.

The sky is shining with dazzling liquid. In an instant, however, they blend with each other. The purple flame gradually darkens and finally disappears in the void. At the moment of the flame disappearing, several liquid beads solidify in an instant due to no temperature interference.

"The most important time has come!" Eyes burning at the sky, Qin Ming inexplicably flashed a trace of tension.

Some of the three droplets blend together. During the cooling process, they intertwine with each other and form a three corner pimple at the moment of complete cooling.

Qin Ming's eyes were a little excited. As soon as he waved, he flew into the palm of his hand. He picked up the little pimple with temperature with his fingers and put it close to him to watch carefully.

"They've got some bonding, and all of this is stimulated, and the effect is unexpected." His eyes flashed, and Qin Ming's mouth cocked up. There was an inexplicable excitement in his eyes.

"I seem to have found something wonderful." Put the small pimple into the jade bottle and carefully put it on the table. Qin Ming came to the shelf where Lingzhi was placed and began to look for it.

He had a hunch that the new pill was about to succeed.

Soon, three days later, more than 100 jade bottles had been piled up in front of Qin Ming, all of which contained waste pills.

After so many failures, Qin Ming had no trace of depression in his eyes. Instead, he was in high spirits.

In the sky, there are purple flames jumping, one by one small beads slowly forming. Qin Ming's eyes are firm and focused, as if doing a sacred thing.

"Coagulation." Play a Dan Jue, all the liquid beads in the sky begin to fuse one after another.

Qin Ming's eyes are more focused than ever before. His chest is undulating and his breath is a little short. The most important time is here!

Hearing each other's call, it seems that the perfect pearl in the sky.

Dan has nine lines, dark red, with a little silver shimmer on it.

Excitedly, he waved. Qin ming could not wait to put the pill in front of his nose and sniffed it. The pill was tasteless, but he seemed to have a kind of fragrance soaked in his soul and floated into Qin Ming's heart.

"Is this Dan seven grades?" Although there was such a guess, I didn't think it was true.

He used liupin Lingzhi to refine seven grade pills.

"Inadvertently, I seem to have created a miracle!" Holding the pill in his fingers, Qin Ming was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

What kind of level of spiritual cultivation, refining which level of pills, is the level of common sense.

If the high-grade Lingzhi refined low-grade pills, it would prove that the refining failed, and the efficacy of Lingzhi was not fully played, and there was still a lot of room for improvement.

But have never heard of, the spirit plant of low grade, match up, refine high grade Dan medicine.

After more than 10000 years of alchemy experience, there are countless Dan prescriptions, none of which have recorded such things.

Qin Ming's excited eyes swept the rest of Lingzhi on the table. He tried pills. He didn't use a complete one. He only intercepted some Lingzhi according to the nature of Lingzhi.

According to the rest of the spiritual plants on the table, Qin Ming determined that five pills could be made with one of these Lingzhi.