The pill floated in front of Chu Cheng, attracting the attention of many people.
"Holy crap! Only one? What's going on!" Many disciples who were refining alchemy around were stunned, and even forgot the movements of their hands.
Then there were repeated explosions, and smoke instantly filled half of the outer hall square.
Those people wanted to cry, but they were affected by others at the critical moment.
There were less than forty people left in the main hall.
"A pill." Master Li rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had been deceived, but he noticed that the expressions on other people's faces were also very interesting, and he suddenly understood that he was not the only one who saw a pill.
"One pill for each pot, what a waste of elixir." An old man took a deep breath, feeling a little distressed when he thought about wasting so many pills to refine a pot of pills.
"But this man is quite a talent." The man in green, Alchemist Mo, chuckled, revealing an intriguing smile.
Gou Mao stood on the outside with a very ugly expression on his face. Originally, this eye-catching light belonged to him!
He has been silent for many years, and has practiced hard for many years, just for this time. But now, three people appeared in the sky and took away the light that belonged to him!
There were many people surrounding the three people, and people kept showing their kindness, but there were only a few people around him.
"Who are these three people? Why haven't I heard of them before?" Gou Mao had a gloomy face, and this feeling made him very unhappy.
But after Chu Cheng's pot of pills appeared, his attention also focused on that pill.
"A pill?" Gou Mao was stunned for a moment.
Throughout the ages, which alchemist could make only one elixir in a batch? I'm afraid that this alchemist is already the most amazing alchemist in history.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Gou Mao.
Gou Mao and Chu Cheng immediately formed a strong contrast. Both of them are at the same extreme. Other alchemy masters practice more than ten pills in one batch, but the two of them have one positive and one negative, and each one is more extreme. An extreme amount of less.
Next to Gu Liu, a young man was standing squeezing his shoulders. He suddenly stopped, rubbed his eyes and said, "Brother Gu! Aren't those the fifth brothers of Chu!"
"Well, it is indeed my young master." Gu Liu twitched his lips, feeling a little confused.
Every time Chu Cheng made a move, it was so surprising.
"One...how does this count?" Xia Nong frowned.
"With the young master's alchemy skills, even if he has not reached the third level, a second-level alchemist cannot escape. Why is there only one..." Nujiao Niang frowned, a little surprised. She knew Chu Cheng's alchemy level.
"Will the young master fail?" Feng Qingqing has not practiced, has not yet opened his spirit, and is not even in the Qi gathering state. I quit early, and I was lucky enough to pass the first round based on the spiritual sketch atlas I had read over the past three months.
Nujiao Niang shook her head and said: "If it was me who had the final say, then the young master must have passed it."
This is Ziyun Sect, and decisions can only be made by those alchemists.
On the high platform, the middle-aged man took a deep breath and asked: "Elder Li, how... should we judge this?"
"A pill. With this little pill-forming rate, it naturally failed." Alchemist Mo shook his head.
"That's right, the elixir's success rate is too low." The old man also said.
"But his rate of producing high-grade elixirs is 100%!" On the other side, the female alchemist who had been silent until now spoke.
"This...this..." After hearing this, several alchemists began to hesitate again.
To become a second-grade alchemist, one needs to have a high-grade alchemy rate of 70%, and there is no set number.
A pill, a finished pill, that's a 100% chance, far more than 70%.
Master Li was a little confused, but this person had indeed passed according to the rules. But if it’s just one, how can it convince the public?
"Ahem." Master Li finally focused on Ding Danzong.
"Haha! If you want ten percent, this will be ten percent. If you want ten pills, I will make the pills turn into ten pills." Ding Chao chuckled and looked at the man in white strangely.
He specially put a breath on the three elixirs. If someone can unlock it, then the breath will be locked on that person.
"Interesting! Sure enough, anyone who knows that Mingmuhua can refine life-enhancing pills is a weirdo." Ding Chao nodded.
His ancient prescription was found in the outside world. At that time, Ding Chao went out to participate in an auction, asking for a pill that could help give birth, and met a strange and wretched old man.
There were two fire sparrows flying around the head of the wretched old man. There was also a young man in black accompanying him.
Why do you say weird? Because this old man was begging for a bucket of boy urine outside the auction. As long as the child urinates, he can agree to any conditions.
Ding Chao couldn't see through the old man and the girl, and felt that their origins were not simple. I wanted to give it a try and let the drug boy next to me pee.
The result did not disappoint. The old man took out an ancient elixir prescription, which contained seven kinds of ancient elixirs, among which was the longevity elixir.
Let’s go back to the question of weirdness, because Ding Chao saw the wretched old man take a sip and said it smells good...
Under the doubts of several alchemists, Ding Chao came to Chu Cheng's side.
"Fourth Grade Alchemy Sect!" Chu Cheng narrowed his eyes and saw the four-marked pill order on this man's waist. He was a little glad that he had not peeked at the spiritual grass atlas before.
This is a Nascent Soul cultivator, so he can naturally detect if someone is cheating secretly.
"What is this Danzong doing in front of me?" Chu Cheng wondered.
Ding Chao looked at Chu Cheng for a few times and praised a few words: "Not bad."
Immediately afterwards, Ding Chao took out a small knife, picked up the magic-building pill, and said: "The sect stipulates that as long as you reach 70% of the upper-grade pill yield rate, you can become a second-grade alchemist. Some people say that only one can become a second-grade alchemist." One, so good, I will make him ten!"
After Ding Chao finished speaking, he picked up the knife and cut off the pill. In less than a moment, it was divided into sixteen petals.
"Well, that's sixteen." Ding Chao patted Chu Cheng's shoulder, nodded, and said happily: "Sixteen high-grade elixirs, 100% high-grade elixir yield rate, not bad! Really good! The future generations are formidable. ah!"
"..."
Chu Cheng was stunned for a moment, but after seeing this, he thanked him: "Thank you, senior!"
Master Li saw that even Ding Chao had said it, so he, as the person in charge, had no choice but to obey the opinion and said: "Passed!"
Many people complained that there was only one high-grade elixir, and many people had at least two or three top-grade pills in one pot.
Chu Cheng watched Ding Chao leave and breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that he was right!
One elixir has a 100% chance of becoming a high-grade elixir, exceeding 70%. This is the rule he is betting on.
Time passed, and the two-hour time limit finally ran out. None of the more than forty people present had a 70% high-grade elixir yield rate.
It's just that there were five alchemists in this session, which even caused a sensation in the inner sect, because there had never been so many people in this session who passed the alchemist examination.
Among these five, there is one whose fame exceeds that of the other four. This person is said by those people to be the "One Pill Master".
