waste wood pharmacist

Chapter 339 Fighting Medicine 3
Chapter 340 Four Fighting Medicine 3
Xia Bing looked at the man in front of him, already a little crazy.Calmly leaned to the other side.

This kind of crazy person is the most terrifying, who knows what crazy things he will do in the next second.

If it was left in the past, such people would have to be kept three meters away.

The medicine stove 'Qingmei' came out as soon as it came out, so what's the fuss about.

As a result, when Xia Bing raised his eyes, he found that not only the man beside him was staring at the light green medicine stove half-suspended in the air without blinking, everyone except her seemed to be very excited.

On the high platform, Rong Qing's dreamy posture in white clothes flutters, a soft cheek, because the eyes are slightly closed, the curled eyelashes draw a curve, the color of innocence is more intense, and it adds a touch of laziness Qi.

He forcibly turned this posture of concocting medicine into a beautiful picture scroll.

In the air half a meter away from Rong Qingmeng, there was a dark green medicine stove floating tremblingly, which looked very different in the pitch black medicine stove.

No matter how expensive or priceless the medicine stove is, it is actually made of a kind of black sandstone specially used for refining medicine stoves.

Due to the limitations of manufacturing materials and craftsmanship, the medicine stove can only appear in black.

Even the famous medicine stoves on the list are no exception.

They are either more cumbersome and finely crafted than ordinary medicine stoves, or they are easier to control and move at will.

Or, like Wen Bai's famous medicine stove 'Crystal'.When the medicine stove was suspended in mid-air, although it turned around and looked completely black, at the lowest end of the medicine stove was a transparent crystal-like thing.

And for such a special existence, it is necessary to pay attention to the skills of the craftsman and whether the needs of the alchemist can reach a common point.

The person who refined the crystal was still a master who refined it a hundred years ago, but there was no blood-colored medicine stove at that time, and the most eye-catching things in the world were the famous medicine stoves owned by the five major or aristocratic families or sects.

It wasn't until the appearance of the Scarlet Medicine Stove that refreshed people's perception of the medicine stove that a complete reform was carried out on the arrangement of the medicine stove.

Therefore, the "crystal" of the medicine furnace appeared in everyone's field of vision.

When Situ Ling took a sudden look at the medicine stove 'Killing' in his hand, it might be difficult for people to distinguish the difference from the usual medicine stove.

It's just that almost all the medicine furnaces are half-suspended in the air now, spinning slowly.

In comparison, this medicine stove named 'Killing' seems to be darker.

As for other ordinary medicine stoves, looking at it this way, the color is lighter, as if the color of killing is the real pure black.

Although it sounds absurd, it is true.

Looking around, apart from Yaolu's 'killing' which is not obvious, the most eye-catching thing is the 'Qingmei' in Rong Qingmeng's hand.

Because it was the first time that Qing Meng appeared in front of everyone, everyone's attention was focused on Rong Qingmeng.

They were very curious, looking forward to it, and they had no idea what kind of elixir they could refine.

Xia Bing's eyes kept scanning An Ran's direction.

Brows furrowed slightly.

Are you in trouble?The time for three sticks of incense has passed, why haven't you started refining medicine? !

I saw An Ran on the high platform, standing in a corner, fiddling with the herbs carefully, with serious eyes, and the faint smile on his cheeks had long since disappeared.

Xia Bing couldn't help smacking his lips.

She can take pills, but she doesn't know anything about refining pills.

Aren't these herbs all unified?

Could it be possible to make flowers out of this?

Even if this is the case, the medicinal materials will remain the same, and the refined medicine will also be the same.

I saw that An Ran was wearing a light blue ruffled shirt, which was not very conspicuous at first, but because of her status as a disciple of Plum Medicine Venerable, and up to now, everyone had already started to refine medicine, except for her who still chose to make medicine. Pick and choose.

On the high platform, in the viewing seats specially set up for dignitaries, Mei Gushuang wore a black dress with a water-blue ribbon tied around her waist and a bow was loosely tied. Among the people in brocade clothes and jade robes, there is still a cold and unique aura, which is hard to ignore.

And beside Mei Gushuang, there was a man sitting. The cyan robe originally had an elegant temperament of a scholar, but it looked nondescript when worn on this man.

I saw the man with a pair of hanging eyes, the black eyeballs were slightly dim, and the entire eye socket was deeply sunken, and the two mustaches on the corners of the mouth were even more unique.The sharp-billed monkey's cheeks are very apt to describe this person.

A figure like this, dressed in blue robes, was extraordinarily unsuitable and awkward. It seemed that the master didn't think it was wrong, and even specially matched a golden dragon pan's silver thread folding fan for it.

It was intended to show the suave and suave look of a talented scholar, but it turned out to be extremely vulgar.

But the voice sounds like a man's deep
"Mei Yaozun, is this the apprentice you spent all these years looking for?"

This person is Situ Ling's master, Heng Wenyao.

The two of them were collectively referred to as Yao Zun by the world, so he didn't offend him when he said such presumptuous words.

Mei Yaozun exuded the aura that strangers should not enter all over his body, and he glanced at Heng Wenyao in his eyes

"Heng Wenyao, if you have this time to chat with me, you should take good care of your apprentice, don't let her offend me again next time, otherwise I won't show mercy."

Mei Gushuang called her name directly, and her voice was not low at all, so her words were naturally heard by the other people sitting in the seat.

The people who can come in here are all prominent figures who can be counted in the Xuantian Empire.

Heng Wenyao scanned around from the corner of his eye, and most people's eyes were on the two of them.

So that his face looked a little ugly.

Shan Suoyan's originally gloomy expression became even more gloomy, and he squeezed out each word

"Mei Yaozun, stay on the front line when doing things, so we can meet again in the future."

When he said this, it was only because Mei Gushuang swept over his face that he had no choice but to utter cruel words.

Mei Gushuang snorted coldly, and completely ignored these seemingly threatening words.

"I'm afraid we won't be able to see each other in the future."

Mei Gushuang crossed her arms and stared at Heng Wenyao with condescending eyes.

A black dress looks even more aloof and arrogant.

It was as if a queen had come to speak to an extremely stupid people.

A pharmacist is inherently more arrogant than ordinary people, not to mention that Mei Yaozun, who is sought after by thousands of people and is the closest to ten thousand people, has that arrogance penetrated into his bones.

It's like, she has always looked down on Heng Wenyao who used despicable means to get to this position. Even though they are both Yaozun now, she still doesn't even want to look him straight.

(End of this chapter)