Super Doctor of the City

Chapter 415 What is Alchemy (Part [-])
"It's actually an eighth-grade Soul Concentrating Pill?"

As a member of the Xu family in Mobei, Xu Huanwen is well aware of the power of this elixir.

Although Ye Wenjun didn't know how to make medicine, but when she saw the nine colors, she felt that the medicine was very special, very special.

She knew that Fang Yu might win.

……

"impossible!"

"This is absolutely impossible!"

Fan Wuji couldn't accept the facts in front of him, and repeatedly denied it.

He didn't believe that someone could refine the eighth grade Soul Concentrating Pill.

Not at all.

"What's impossible?" Fang Yu asked back.

"Dan Lei, Dan Lei...It is impossible to completely isolate Dan Lei by isolating the magic circle! Even if it is isolated...you don't have enough time to use fire!"

This alchemy is just like cooking.

No matter how good your cooking skills are, if the fire is not enough, it will be undercooked. How can raw food be called a good dish?

Not only him.

Even the black eagle beside him didn't believe it at all.

It can refine eighth grade elixir.

Explanation——Fang Yu is an eighth-rank pharmacist.But is it possible?From ancient times to modern society, in such a long period of time, there are very few alchemists above the eighth rank.

What's more, Fang Yu looks so young.

Fang Yu smiled lightly and said:

"You are incompetent, but you want to deny the power of others. What kind of fallacy is this... You don't know how to make medicine at all!"

heard.

Fan Wuji blushed.

As a sixth-grade pharmacist, how could he be convinced if he was told that he didn't know how to make medicine?

Just about to refute——

Fang Yu stood with his hands behind his back and said:
"First of all, a single small isolation circle is really not enough to suppress Dan Lei... So, I drew two isolation circles and used them in stack!"

Fan Wuji was shaken all over.

He remembered that someone said that it is difficult for formations to be superimposed like combat skills.But it doesn't mean it can't be done.

Often those who use formations in a superimposed manner are all "master-level" formation masters without exception.

Those who can be called master-level array mages are basically above the seventh rank!

Thinking of these, Fan Wuji would of course be surprised and shocked.

This young man is not only a pharmacist, but also a master formation master.

how can that be? !
"Secondly, the heat you said was not enough. Sorry, I used the fire of the sun, and I don't need such a big flame, so I let the flame burn directly inside the furnace. Here... look carefully at the middle of the broken furnace , Is there still blue flame?"

The crowd looked over.

In the middle of the cauldron that fell to the ground just now, there was indeed a tiny flame burning tirelessly.

After all this time, the flame is still burning.

This proves that the flame is extremely powerful.

"In the end... a thousand words and ten thousand words are not convincing in the final result... You provided the medicinal materials, and you also provided the tools. Could it be... that my nine-color panacea is still made with fake medicinal materials? made?"

This rhetorical question.

Fan Wuji staggered back, trembling all over.

"Master-level alchemy...master-level...impossible! You can't be an eighth-rank alchemist! Eighth-rank...impossible!"

He could no longer control his emotions and started talking nonsense.

No matter how Fang Yu explained, he shook his head in denial.

In this situation, anyone would be flustered, after all, what they bet on is not property, but life!

Fang Yu put the nine-color elixir in his hand, that is, the eighth-grade soul condensing pill, in front of him, and waited and watched——

"Is it the eighth-rank Soul Condensing Pill? As an authentic sixth-rank pharmacist, can't you even tell the difference?"

This is a rhetorical question.

Immediately, Fan Wuji staggered another step and almost sat down.

Yes.

How could he not be able to tell the truth from the fake?

The Nine-Color Spirit Pill in Fang Yu's hand is the real Eighth-Rank Soul Condensing Pill!
"So, I said that you don't know how to refine medicine at all... you are absolutely right..."

Fang Yu sighed lightly, stood with his hands behind his back again, and said leisurely, "In ancient times, there were countless alchemists, geniuses came out in large numbers, and sixth-rank alchemists, in that era, were just ordinary pharmacists, but they were regarded as treasures by your Hongmen. Egg, it's ridiculous..."

heard.

Fan Wuji said dissatisfiedly: "In ancient times, spiritual energy was abundant, unlike modern society where it is thin. Even the medicinal materials for these competitions were found by me through untold hardships... How could there be many sixth-grade pharmacists?"

Fang Yu sneered and said:
"The times are developing, it's true...that's because human beings are focusing on technology. The thinness of aura is not an excuse for not being able to refine medicine... Take this Soul Condensation Pill as an example, it's quality, not quantity, You know that the medicinal materials themselves are different, why don't you choose them carefully?"

Fan Wuji was speechless.

In ancient times, medicine could be successfully refined because of the high quality of medicinal materials.

Seeing his ugly face, Fang Yu continued: "So, I spent half of my time selecting medicinal materials that are comparable to those in ancient times... At the starting point, you have already lost...Secondly, the heat of refining medicine, If you burn with the inner element, the temperature of the flame is relatively scattered, like a bonfire, and the control is much worse... My Sunfire is the complete opposite. You only see that the fire is very strong, but you don’t find the distance between the furnace and the cauldron. Is the flame a foot away?"

Fan Wuji's eyes widened.

The more I thought about it, the more it happened.

His flame swayed when the wind blew.

As for the opponent's flame, not only is it going straight up, it won't disperse in the wind, and it's also blue!
The fire, the bluer it is, the fiercer it is!
"Finally, I'm using the isolation magic circle, the double circle, to suppress the Dan Lei, the fragrance of the medicine, and the light of the medicine... The purpose of doing this is not only to prevent the Dan Lei from hurting people, but also to preserve the efficacy of the medicine to the greatest extent. .Isolate the magic circle and keep the flame inside the furnace to continue burning, which is equivalent to stewing the pot, squeezing out all the effects of the medicinal materials, and the final refined soul condensing pill, will it be worse?"

The whole place went quiet.

No one could refute Fang Yu's words.

Irrefutable and flawless.

However, Black Hawk's eyelids twitched from time to time, as if stung by a bee.

It never occurred to him that this Fang Yu was actually an eighth-rank pharmacist.

"Speaking so much is nothing more than nonsense...Why should I explain to a dead man. Alright...The result is already clear, please keep your promise and hand over your life."

Fang Yu's voice hammered into his heart word by word, like a god of death demanding his life.

This caused Fan Wuji's entire face to twist together.

For revenge, he would rather lose Yangshou.

How can he feel at ease now that his revenge has not been avenged.

follow closely--

Fan Wuji gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "I will keep my promise...but my apprentice's revenge must also be avenged. Black Eagle, kill him!"

"Huh? Playing tricks?" Fang Yu stared.

"I didn't cheat... after you die, I will keep my promise!"

Hear this nonsense.

Chen Daotian was so angry that his mouth was crooked, how could there be such a brazen person in the world!
"Damn it, in the end it's still talking with fists, and you're still gambling on refining medicine..."

Black Hawk stretched his muscles.

All the bones in his body made a crunching sound.

"I'm sorry... This is your bet, not mine... Now, please accept my trial!"

(End of this chapter)