Alchemy&Martial Supreme

Everyone under the stage looked at Qin Ming, waiting for him, and took out the next Dan Fang.

Qin Ming didn't let the audience down. He took the top Dan Fang and handed it to the referee.

The referee took it and looked at Ju Jun.

"I don't have Dan Fang anymore!" Ju Jun has a long face and no expression.

Ju Jun, after all, is Dandi. During this period of time, he has adjusted his mood.

At least from the face, you can see nothing abnormal.

The referee nodded. Both of them wrote Dan Fang under his eyes. Ju Jun did not have Dan Fang. Of course, he knew. But as a referee, even if he knew that Ju Jun had no Dan Fang, this procedure still had to go.

"Qin Ming gave me a pill, but Ju Jun didn't, so according to the rules of the competition, Qin Ming will successfully refine the pill according to the spirit of this pill."

"If the refining is successful, then Qin Ming will win!"

"If refining fails, then this Dan prescription will be invalid, and it will be regarded as a draw unless another one is provided to me."

With that, the referee waved, and the two disciples ran up quickly, took the Dan Fang handed by the referee and left quickly.

Knowing that the two disciples were going to prepare Lingzhi, Qin Ming was not in a hurry. He sat on the ground and waited patiently.

Standing on the stage, Ju Jun felt embarrassed and snorted coldly. He stepped down and sat back on his chair.

Next to the beautiful woman in white, she saw Ju Jun's expressionless face, and immediately knew that he must be very angry in his heart, and quickly whine and whine in his airway.

"Master, Qin Ming, who can remember so many pills, must have specially memorized pills since childhood."

"After all, a person's energy is limited, how old he is. Even if he comes out of his mother's womb, he can't have so much time. He can not only remember so many pills, but also refine them."

After hearing this, Ju Jun was overjoyed. Indeed, because of the failure of the danfang competition, his heart was in a mess and he forgot Qin Ming's age.

Qin Ming is not thirty years old. How could he have a superb alchemy ability.

Didn't he say that day that his master was also a talented Dan emperor. He might not be able to refine pills at all, but forced to remember Dan Fang!

"Xiao Yun, you are right!" Ju Jun laughs. If it wasn't for the wrong time, he would let her lie in his arms and love her.

Seeing Ju Jun's expression, Xiao Yun was secretly pleased.

Soon, two disciples came to the stage with a space ring.

"Elder, this is the spiritual plant you want."

The referee waved to Qin Ming. The disciple came to Qin Ming with a space ring. He looked at him curiously and spread out his hands. A silver space ring was lying in the middle.

Qin Ming takes the ring of space, closes his eyes, immerses himself in it and feels each plant carefully.

The referee didn't urge him to wait patiently.

Before alchemy, every alchemist will check Lingzhi, observe the properties of each Lingzhi, and facilitate the preparation of pills. This is the attitude of every successful alchemist.

Moreover, this is a competition. If Lingzhi is not checked well in advance, once problems are found in Lingzhi during refining, there will be no time to replace it.

Qin Ming opened his eyes, looked at the referee and nodded.

So fast?

The referee was puzzled. This is the spirit plant for refining seven grade pills. The quantity is not small. How can it be checked so quickly?

"Do you want to check it again? Check spiritual plants. There is no time limit! "

The referee whispered.

"Thank you for reminding me. I have checked and can start refining pills now." Qin Ming said with gratitude.