Chapter 1292 Playing with Fire and Setting Yourself on Fire

But immediately, a sneer and ridicule appeared on the face of Qinghong Alchemist.

Qin Chen is playing with fire and setting himself on fire.

The reason why he used these methods to refine it was entirely because of the Qingyang Fire, but what about Qin Chen? Although his Qinglian flame is also very powerful, it is not Qingyang fire after all. Different flames are refined with the same method and process, and even the speed is much faster than his, and it must be within one-third of an hour. Refining is successful, is it possible?

No matter how splendid skills are, they all serve the medicinal pill itself. If Qin Chen can't refine the Runmai Dan, what is the use of just showing off his skills?

In the end, there is only one way to fail.

The other pharmacists obviously also thought of this, and expressed great doubts about whether Qin Chen could refine the Runmai Pill, but this did not affect their shock to Qin Chen.

Having only watched Qinghong Alchemist's refining once, it perfectly replicated the skills that Qinghong Alchemist had previously demonstrated. What is this concept? How can there be such a terrible genius in the world?

Under the shocked and fanatical eyes of everyone, Qin Chen accelerated the refining, and saw that various techniques were continuously displayed, which was extremely splendid, and each process was about twice as fast as the refining of Qinghong Alchemist. The point is that so far there is no sign of a fryer, which is nothing short of a miracle.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Seeing that the stipulated hour was approaching, Qin Chen finally completed the final step of refining.

"rise!"

He snorted lowly, and a divine light suddenly burst out in his eyes. With a bang, the lid of the pill furnace blew open, the rich medicinal fragrance filled the air, and twelve dazzling radiance suddenly shot up into the sky.

"Success."

"This Qin Chen actually succeeded in refining."

"Twelve Pills of Light, hey, this is the perfect Twelve Pills."

"My God, is the God of War descended?"

The crowd was stunned, each of them stunned, and some of the pharmacists even knelt down with a thud, with excited expressions and tears in their eyes.

The so-called "perfect pill" refers to the limit of the number of pills that can be refined from a single batch of materials.

That is to say, for any medicinal pill, if one portion of the material is given, then the maximum number of medicinal pills that can be refined is twelve, which is a limit, which means that the spirit medicine in one material has been fully utilized to the extreme. amount that can be achieved.

Like the previous Qinghong alchemist, he successfully refined ten medicinal pills, which is already extremely exaggerated. It represents that the usage rate of the medicinal herbs is as high as 80% or more, and there is almost no waste.

And Qin Chen's pill furnace actually flew out twelve pills, which means that Qin Chen's utilization rate of spirit pills has almost reached 100%.

Of course, this does not mean that Qin Chen will definitely win.

In the Pill Dao competition, the number of pills is often secondary, and the real assessment is the quality of pills.

Although twelve pills of light flew out from Qin Chen's pill furnace, it did not mean that the twelve pills were really formed.

And even if all the twelve medicinal pills are really made into pills, it still depends on the grade, even if more than half of the twelve medicinal pills are high-grade medicinal pills, compared to the ten high-grade medicinal pills of Qinghong alchemist Yao, Qin Chen's result was only one loss.

All, at this moment, everyone's eyes are fixed on Qin Chen, trying to distinguish the grade of the medicinal pill in his hand.

I saw that these twelve pills fell into Qin Chen's hands in an instant under the traction of Qin Chen. In an instant, twelve pills appeared in front of everyone, each of which was glowing with radiance and flickering brightly.

And there are pill patterns all over it, and the pill patterns are full, which is more perfect and clearer than the ten high-quality pills that Qinghong alchemist had previously refined.

"what?"

Qinghong alchemist's expression changed greatly. He is a pharmacist at the peak of the middle stage of the seventh rank. He is naturally very good at identifying the rank of medicinal pills. From a distance, the medicinal pills refined by Qin Chen are clearly better than those made by him. The elixir is even better.

how can that be?

His face was pale, and he stepped back a few steps, almost falling to the ground.

Whoosh!

With a flicker of his figure, he came to Qin Chen in an instant, and his probing hand was about to grab the medicine pill in his hand.

"Qinghong, what do you want to do?" Xuanyi Yaowang suddenly appeared in front of Qin Chen and intercepted.

boom!

The palms of the two collided, and their bodies swayed together.

"Qinghong, this is the scene of the Great Competition, please respect yourself." Pavilion Master Xuan Sheng recovered from his shock, and suddenly snorted coldly. It seemed that he was displeased, and a terrifying pressure instantly enveloped the venue.

"The pavilion master, it's... this subordinate is reckless." Qinghong alchemist's face was red and white, and he hurriedly bowed and saluted. Like strength, shaking slightly.

That's right, the special class, it's a special class medicine pill.

At such a close distance, it is absolutely impossible for Qinghong alchemist to misunderstand. The Runmai Dan in Qin Chen's hands is round and full, with clear dan lines and a faint fragrance. It is restrained but not scattered. It is clearly a special Runmai Dan.

However, he was a twenty-year-old boy, and he only spent half of his time, how could it be possible to refine the special moisturizing pill?

He doesn't understand!

He was the only one who couldn't understand. All the pharmacists on the field, no one could understand how Qin Chen could refine the mid-grade 7-rank moisturizing pill in such a short period of time. Half of Qinghong Alchemist.

How on earth did he do it?

These questions lingered in everyone's mind, making everyone unable to think about it. At this time, Pavilion Master Xuan Sheng had also gathered Qin Chen and Qinghong Alchemist's Runmai Dan together, and he stared at it carefully. The Runmai Pill refined by Qin Chen couldn't hide the brilliance in his eyes, and his heart was touched unceasingly.

In the end, he raised the medicinal pill in his hand high and said, "In this round of competition, both parties successfully refined the Runmai Pill within an hour, but the Runmai Pill refined by Qin Chen is of the highest quality. The rank is as high as the special grade, and it is twelve perfect pills, while Qinghong alchemist's Runmai Pill is of the highest rank and has ten pills, this round of competition, Qin Chen wins!"

Pavilion Master Xuansheng's rumbling voice echoed between heaven and earth, which immediately caused a deafening roar from the audience.

Won.

Qin Chen actually won.

One is the deputy pavilion master of the Pill Pavilion in Beitianyu, the medicine king at the peak of the middle stage of the seventh grade, and the other is a twenty-year-old boy who has just been promoted to the medicine king not long ago. Dust will win.

For a time, the whole square was full of discussions, like a frying pan.

Shocked!

excited!

On the square, Kang Youming and Jin Shengjie had blue faces and gloomy eyes.

Winning, Qin Chen actually won, how is this possible?