Chapter 1285: Incomplete Level 2 Bloodline Pill

Generally, pharmacists scrape the dregs from the outside of the pills, cut the pills in half, and then use some medicine-making tools to analyze the ingredients.

And they have to go through repeated experiments, and even eat a part of it personally.

In this way, they can distinguish which medicinal materials the pills are made of.

Zhang Xing knows all this common sense.

But he prefers to use another way.

With a snap!

Another elder of the pharmacist guild who was invigilating next to him jumped in the corner of his eyes and said in a lost voice: "What are you doing?"

Zhang Xing looked surprised: "Debating the pills!"

"I didn't know you were debating the pills, I was asking you, why did you break the pills?"

"The process of debating the pills is step by step, how can you argue like this?"

Elder Zhu Yuantong said angrily.

"Debate as you should!"

Zhang Xing didn't understand why these people always targeted him.

I answer my questions, you invigilate your exams.

What I do is my business, what's your business?

If you don't like it, don't look at it.

Elder Zhu Yuantong really doesn't like him.

Why are you so anxious to go to the second level when you don't take the first level of identifying herbs seriously?

You just want to take shortcuts and try your luck.

Just pass the level that's easy to pass.

If none of them are easy to pass, just give up.

Such people are useless except for being a little clever.

He hates such people the most.

It's okay if he doesn't see them, but once he sees them, he will scold them mercilessly.

"Who taught you to identify pills like this?"

"Did your teacher teach you poorly or did you not pay attention?"

"The three elements of identifying pills are the foundation for the entry of the fourth-level alchemist. You learned them from a dog?"

The last sentence was very unpleasant.

Zhang Xing frowned, but ignored him.

For such a self-righteous person, treat him like a dog.

Either take out a dog-beating stick and beat him until he screams.

Or treat him like a pile of stinky dog ​​shit and stay away from him.

Beating him is definitely not an option, so just treat him like a pile of stinky dog ​​shit!

Zhang Xing started to study the golden pill in front of him, which was the size of a longan.

He let Elder Zhu Yuantong bark there.

The golden pill looked ordinary, but it was strange.

Even Elder Zhu Yuantong, who was supervising the exam, had never seen it before.

Because it was a pill made by the president himself.

It was only taken out after the candidates passed the first level.

It was more difficult for the candidates to pass this level than the first level.

After all, there were three days to identify the herbs, and they could pass the level if they could identify 95% of the number.

However, identifying the pills...

In fact, Zhang Xing was not sure.

The world is so big, and there are too many unknown pills made from various rare and precious herbs.

No one dared to ensure that they could accurately identify the ingredients of each pill.

He also wanted to do his best to win the first place.

After he studied it for a long time and tasted the medicine foam several times, he couldn't help showing a very strange expression on his face.

This pill was actually similar to the second-level bloodline pill.

The degree of similarity was as high as 90%.

If we add the dragon saliva and second-level blood essence of the ancient dragon to this pill, it will be a genuine third-level blood pill.

Even if it is not added, it can improve the blood of ordinary monsters.

Zhang Xing thought about it and was a little dazed.

Elder Zhu Yuantong, who was talking dryly next to him, saw Zhang Xing's expression and became more excited to teach him a lesson.

If you can't do it, you can't do it. Give up the competition as soon as possible to save the pill and time.

Zhang Xing picked up the pen and wrote down the ingredients of the blood pill.

Looking at the second light golden pill.