"Holy Son! It's done?" St. Tanzanian's lips were trembling with excitement.
How could there ever be an eighth-grade pharmacist in the Guangming Sect? Maybe there was one thousands of years ago, but hundreds of years later, another one finally appeared, and it was at such a difficult time for the Guangming Sect.
St. Jones's mood was somewhat complicated. Originally, he and St. Tanzanes were the only seventh-grade pharmacists in the church. Now that an eighth-grade pharmacist appeared, their status in the church would naturally decline.
The Holy Son of Light nodded calmly, showing off his dignity. But in the eyes of everyone, this is taken for granted.
The hearts of everyone in the Pharmacist Guild are also extremely complicated. After so many years, two eighth-grade pharmacists suddenly appeared. This is indeed something worthy of universal celebration. But the other party happened to be the Holy Son of the Light Sect, not a member of the Pharmacist Guild, and it would be impossible to recruit him to the Pharmacist Guild in the future. This is bound to have a great impact on the current power structure. If they originally viewed the Illuminati as non-interference, now they are wary of the Illuminati. The influence of eighth-grade pharmacists is too great to allow them to be careless.
All the seventh-grade pharmacists at the VIP table looked at Yun Tai in unison. Compared to the Pharmacist Guild, the Guangming Sect's creation of an eighth-grade pharmacist would probably be a bigger blow to Yu Lan, who had irreconcilable conflicts with the Guangming Sect. Eighth grade pharmacist! Guangming has taught an eighth-grade pharmacist! So what if there are more seventh-grade pharmacists in Yulan? Just like a gold medal can crush countless silver medals.
Yun Tai didn't even look at the other person, but stretched her neck to look at Huo Miao and other teachers behind the Holy Son with a worried look on her face. It really doesn't matter whether the alchemy is successful or not, as long as the person is fine.
There is a round pill in the palm of Huo Miao's hand, but its appearance is pale and without any luster.
Huo Miao shook his head.
A breeze blew by, and the round elixir instantly turned into powder and disappeared with the wind.
Then Huo Miao looked in Yun Tai's direction and nodded slightly to reassure her.
Wen Nanshi also shook his head and sighed. After all, he couldn't be as free and easy as Huo Miao. He went through all kinds of hardships to obtain the beast fire just for the purpose of attacking the seventh-grade pharmacist. Unexpectedly, he still failed.
"It's done, it's done." I saw a thin sixth-grade pharmacist holding a pill carefully in both hands, crying with joy.
Wen Nanshi became even more depressed, and he showed a forced smile: "Congratulations."
None of Yu Lan's four attempts to become a seventh-grade pharmacist succeeded. Instead, the friendly pharmacists they trained became seventh-grade pharmacists. Although judging from the color of the elixir, it is of low grade, but no matter how low it is, it is still a seventh-grade elixir.
The two members of the Guangming Sect became even more sarcastic: "Congratulations, the Northwest Alliance finally has a seventh-grade pharmacist." They faced Yun Tai's direction as they spoke, "This is really gratifying."
Yun Tai finally hit back: "Of course, any newly promoted seventh-grade pharmacist is a matter worth celebrating. But did the two pharmacists take advantage of the elixir in the hands of the Holy Son to invite a high-level plant doctor? The magician will give a life salute to remove the undead breath in the elixir. If you wait for the elixir to cool down and determine its identity, it will be too late."
The whole place was in an uproar.
The breath of the undead? When did the eighth-grade elixir become infected with the aura of the undead? !
They got the eighth-grade elixir by carrying the thunder together. It is naturally different emotionally from the president's eighth-grade elixir that he has never seen before.
"What evidence do you have? Little girl, this is not the place for you to talk nonsense." A pharmacist in the audience stood up.
"Since she can stand next to the president, she must have some skills, right?" someone said uncertainly.
"Heh, what qualifications does a little first-grade pharmacist have to say such arrogant things?"
"It's just jealousy!"
"The Holy Son made the elixir in full view of everyone. Everyone can see every step clearly. Where does the aura of the undead come from? We are not blind!"
Regardless of whether they are good or not, the undead type knows that it is more discriminated against than the dark type. When seeing an undead magician, they almost either attack them in groups or stay away from them. The Light Sect describes itself as the human messenger of the God of Light, vowing to bring light to every corner of the world. How could it be willing to have anything to do with darkness and the undead? And they have always given the world the feeling that they are never merciful to necromancers and dark mages.
For a moment, a group of people rose up to attack.
Several people who were leaning towards Yun Tai also frowned. In their opinion, it was very unwise for Yun Tai to stir up trouble at this time.
Seeing the reaction of everyone in the stands, the Holy Son of Light put on a posture that he didn't even bother to defend himself.
"Doctor Yun Tai, please be careful what you say!" Lexus said dissatisfied.
This is an eighth-grade elixir! How many years has it been since the eighth-grade elixir was released? Not decades, but hundreds of years!
Looking at several others, including several senior pharmacists in Dan City, they also looked dissatisfied.
Yanhuo snorted mockingly at Lexus. It was almost laughable that Lexus still had illusions about the Illuminati.
"As a doctor, I must point out the limitations of this elixir. This is an eighth-grade elixir. If someone is not terminally ill, who would be willing to take an eighth-grade elixir? If it is not treated in time, for other patients besides the necromancer, For me, the trace of undead breath in it is enough to be fatal. I remind you in advance that this is my duty as a doctor. As for whether you listen or not, and whether you believe it or not, that is your own business. After all, your life is your own. The choice is also in your hands." Yun Tai sat back in her seat nonchalantly, "President, is it time to announce the results of the competition?"
Match Results? Everyone cares about the results. But when it comes to the elixir, don't make it so simple. At least explain it clearly so that everyone can distinguish between true and false and choose to believe it or not! What is this! Who has the heart to listen to the results? They only have the urge to curse! That's an eighth-grade elixir! Eighth-grade elixir! You don't play tricks on people like this.
"Don't leave. Make it clear. If you don't make it clear, don't leave today." Many of the pharmacists had a hot temper and shouted directly.
Even if they know that this eighth-grade elixir has no share in them, what if it happens.
But now some people say that this eighth-grade elixir is specially refined for necromancers. To them, it is equivalent to a poison elixir? If you don’t understand how to make people willing? !
"Pharmacist Yun Tai, tell me, why does the elixir refined by our Holy Son contain the breath of the undead? Do you still want to identify our Holy Son of Light as a necromancer?" St. Tansanth mocked.
As soon as Saint Tanzanes said these words, Yan Huo shook his head. The Guangming Sect and Yun Tai have been fighting for so long, why haven't they learned their lesson yet?
"Of course the Holy Son of Light cannot be a necromancer. There are so many masters present. If the Holy Son of your sect has a talent for the undead, no one will be able to sense it. I am referring to the pill fire he controls." Yun Tai did not hesitate. , gave the answer directly.
"Alchemy fire?" Holy Son of Guangming smiled, "Does Miss Yun Tai have any special thoughts about the Holy Fire of Guangming Sect?"
Yun Tai smiled back: "The name of the holy fire in your mouth is 'Spiritual Bone Hell Fire'. As the name suggests, it is the fire generated by the remains of advanced practitioners or monsters."
"Shut up! You are blaspheming the Guangming Religion." The face of the Holy Son of Guangming changed. As soon as he was about to take action, he felt several dangerous mental powers locking him, making him afraid to act rashly.
"I just listened to two senior pharmacists from your sect saying that they can only be collected during the red moon. The 'Red Moon' is also called the 'Blood Moon' in ancient books. The darkest moment is when the door from hell to the human world opens. moment." Now that he has started, Yun Tai will naturally not shut up after saying a few words. If you want to explain it, explain it clearly, "Since it is a kind of hell fire, it is not surprising that it has the aura of death. In fact, whether the Illuminati religion uses hell fire as a holy fire or uses the undead as a holy object, this It’s none of my business, but you use hell fire to make elixirs and point out the dangers involved. This is the duty of every pharmacist. This is the same as the pharmacists’ guild stipulates that the elixirs sold must indicate the level. "
"And after such a long time, the elixir may have been finalized, and it may be even harder to remove the undead aura from the elixir." Yun Tai shrugged, and then seemed to be talking to himself: "If I remember correctly, the light element can defeat it. It’s the dark type, not the undead type.”
Yun Tai is reminding everyone that there are no spells for the undead in light magic. Therefore, the effect of using light magic to eliminate the aura of the undead is unknown.
The hand holding the pill box of the Holy Son of Light had veins popping out.
After hearing Yun Tai's words, everyone's first reaction was to exaggerate. Rationally, they knew that even if the elixir was hellfire and contained the aura of the undead, the dual effects of high heat and light magic would be enough to eliminate the aura of the undead. However, the elixir is not something else, and it is not something they think they can make do with.
This is medicine, and it has something to do with the undead. Who would dare to take it?
So after destroying the competition venue, destroying so many elixirs (because of insufficient spiritual energy), and injuring so many pharmacists, the eighth-grade elixir refined by everyone's efforts became " Ornamental items'.
All I can say is that this little girl is so cruel!
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