Facing the alchemist's hall that suddenly fell into darkness, no one made a sound of fear and screams.
The only thing left was whispered discussions among each other.
"Brother, I'm afraid..."
Meng Jing touched A'liu's head. Although he didn't know what to do in the darkness in front of him, the only thing he could feel was that the ground beneath their feet was slowly sinking.
Boom!
There was a slight shaking, and the entire sinking ground suddenly stopped.
rub! rub! rub!
Suddenly, someone who didn't know who it was, lit up a ball of fire from the darkness.
Immediately afterwards, more and more alchemists began to light up their spiritual flames.
The fires lit up by nearly a thousand alchemists could have captured the entire area.
But for some reason, the spiritual flames that lit up between each other could only illuminate an area less than half a meter in front of them.
To put it bluntly, it seemed like something was blocking the connection between them.
at this time.
"There may be new alchemists who don't know what the second item is."
"First of all, let me introduce this place to you. This place is called the Alchemy Wall. It contains the alchemy recipes left by our past generations of alchemists."
"Of course, please rest assured that we will not write down the process of refining this elixir."
"Not to mention the medicinal materials needed to refine this elixir."
After hearing this, many alchemists couldn't help but frown.
When the other party said this, the meaning was already obvious.
You can only get the name of one elixir, and the rest depends on your reading and memory to select the medicinal materials and refine the elixir.
This undoubtedly does not greatly increase the difficulty of this game!
It was even said that there were already quite a few alchemists with expressions of despair on their faces.
There was no way, they were able to pass the first level by luck, but it was not that easy to pass the second level!
At this time, in the alchemist hall.
The president of the Alchemist Alliance Association, Gu Heshan, glanced behind him at the old man.
In the old man's hand, he held a porcelain vase. The thing in this porcelain vase was none other than the drop of blood that Meng Jing had just collected.
"President, the results have been tested and it does contain dragon blood."
Furukawa narrowed his eyes, sucked his palm, and took the porcelain bottle in the old man's hand into his palm.
Opening the cork of the porcelain bottle, a rich and violent energy emanated from it.
Gu Heshan nodded slightly and murmured to himself, "I didn't expect that there are still dragon messengers alive in this world."
"What's their purpose here?"
A person with dragon bloodline is extremely popular everywhere and will be cultivated by various major sects.
But now he comes to the Alchemist Alliance Association of their kingdom to refine medicine?
It's not that you can't make medicine, but it always feels like making a fuss out of a molehill.
"But why does this feel like the young man from that night?"
Furukawa gently sniffed the scent in the porcelain bottle. In a daze, he couldn't help but recall the figure that appeared last night.
Similar to that figure, that figure is also about the same age.
"President, do you think something is wrong?"
Seeing their president falling into silence and contemplation, the old man standing behind him couldn't help but asked cautiously in embarrassment.
Na Guheshan waved his hand, "No, this drop of blood is indeed the blood of the Dragon Clan."
"The concentration of this bloodline seems to be not low, but it seems that the young man doesn't want too many people to know about it."
The old man sounded a little confused.
"Then President, how should we solve it?"
Furukawa said: "Now send someone to find out the origin of the person who wrote the letter. He seems to have ulterior motives when he wrote such a letter!"
The old man was stunned for a moment, but he quickly nodded and left.
After the old man left, Furukawa looked down at the drop of golden blood in his hand and laughed a few times.
“However, this time it’s an advantage for me, an old guy!”
"I just don't know if it can improve my cultivation!"
....
"Brother, I seem to have found a third-grade pill recipe!"
In the cave, Alyu shouted excitedly, raised the blue pill prescription in his hand high and waved it.
(The different grades of the elixir are determined by the color emitted from the surface of the elixir, which is equivalent to the grade.)
[White represents the first grade elixir, green represents the second grade. 】
[Blue, third grade, purple, fourth grade. 】
[Red, fifth grade, orange, sixth grade. 】
As soon as he said these words, he quickly attracted the envy, jealousy and hatred of many people around him.
That's right, most of the numerous elixir recipes here emit orange light.
It is rare to have an elixir that emits blue light like the one in A Liu's hand.
Meng Jing walked over quickly and glanced at the pill prescription in A Liu's hand.
"Quickly change it to another one, this one won't work!"
A Liu looked puzzled, "Why, brother."
"This is a third-grade elixir recipe. It is the best elixir to refine."
"Just because it's easy to practice, do you think that old guy will give you a hard time?" Meng Jing knocked on A'liu's head, lowered his voice and continued: "During the preliminary round, you also saw that old guy's The requirements are so strict!”
That's right, among the many sixth-grade elixir recipes here, there is a third-grade elixir recipe.
Anyone else would find it weird, right?
Furthermore, the requirements for refining the Iron Armor Fruit in the first preliminary round were so high.
A third-grade elixir recipe suddenly appears. This is probably a trap!
Alyu covered his head and pursed his lips, "Okay, brother."
"I'll listen to you."
Meng Jing touched his head and said, "Be good!"
A Liu nodded, placed the third-grade elixir recipe in its original position, and then began to look for a suitable elixir recipe for him.
Meng Jing also left quickly, he had to find one quickly.
Along the way, he had seen many prescriptions.
A big reason for not choosing the other party is not that the other party is difficult to refine, but that it is a bit too simple.
There are many elixirs that he has studied in Yao Chen's ancient books.
To him, these are nothing.
But because of this, he felt that if an elixir recipe could easily refine the elixir.
Then the final score will definitely not be very high.
Therefore, he must choose a more powerful elixir.
At this moment, Meng Jing's footsteps paused, and his eyes fell on a Danfang whose body was completely dark...
