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Chapter 342 The Judgment of the Elixir

Chapter 340 The Judgment of the Seventh Elixir
Hearing the maid's painful exclamation, An Ran sat up immediately, stepped forward two steps quickly, and saw the red and swollen fingers from touching the bloody medicine stove.

"What's the matter?"

I could only hear the maid clasping her fingers and saying,

"The medicine stove is extremely hot. I just touch it lightly, and my fingers are already red and swollen."

An Ran blinked, the slightly pale complexion on her face softened slightly, and she licked the slightly peeled corners of her lips.

Glancing at the blood-colored medicine stove standing quietly on the ground, because she signed a contract with the blood-colored medicine stove, and because she is still an artifact spirit in a semi-chaotic state, a feeling of extreme reluctance rose in An Ran's heart.

Or rather, perceived.

Originally, everyone's attention was focused on An Ran and Rong Qingmeng, but now An Ran's abnormal reaction attracted most of the people's attention.

"Hey, what's the matter? Is something wrong?"

"It looks like it has something to do with the blood medicine furnace."

"Could it be that the refining medicine is broken?"

"Who knows, let's see."

At this moment, those referees thought that something was wrong with An Ran, so they wanted to send someone over to take a look, but before the person passed, An Ran simply and quickly poured the elixir from the medicine furnace, Arranged in a small white jade porcelain dish.

An Ran handed the small porcelain dish to the maid and said,

"What happened just now is because I have time to remind you in the future that this is a pill."

It's just that, without too much explanation, but the maid is also an extremely smart person, even if the blood-colored medicine stove that the world can never forget, it must be different from other medicine stoves.

And An Ran's apologetic attitude is already much better than others, who would take a maid seriously, and there is nothing serious about it.

Not blaming her for being inconvenient to do things is already three points of courtesy.

The maid took the small white jade plate from An Ran's hand, took off the light blue jade plaque at the corner of the table, and left politely and respectfully.

In the time of half a cup of tea, the elixirs of 29 participating alchemists have been arranged in front of the five referees one by one.

Each kind of elixir has its own serial number hanging in front of it.According to the order of the morning and evening of the refining time, the order of the identification of the morning and evening is arranged.

The next step is to identify and judge, whose elixir is better.

All the bright and dark guards suddenly appeared beside the five referees, and their aura suddenly radiated, making the already dignified atmosphere even more tense.

All contestants withdrew to a place five meters away, quietly waiting for the result.

At this time, it is already afternoon.

Whether it is the people competing on the high platform or the people watching the competition under the high platform, they are all waiting for the final result with empty stomachs.

For the other 20 or so elixirs, the five senior pharmacists already knew what grade of elixirs they were after a quick glance.

But when they walked to the back, especially when they looked at the light green jade plaque hanging in front, all the alchemists had flashes of admiration in their eyes.

I saw a large Western character engraved on the light green jade tablet.

But everyone knows that the pill next to the last two jade cards is the real highlight.

The five referees picked up the elixir next to the white jade plaque and observed it carefully, then put the elixir close to their noses and sniffed lightly.

Immediately after that was the elixir next to the light blue jade tablet, which was exactly the same as just now.

After just half a cup of tea, the five referees gathered together to discuss carefully.

Finally one person stood up, everyone thought they were going to announce the result, and the atmosphere became even more tense all of a sudden.

Rong Qingmeng was dressed in a white dress, and stood quietly on the spot like a fairy, with a delicate face and a small red mouth gently smiling.

As if this result was nothing to her.

only listen to the humane
"If winning or losing is judged according to the rank of the pill, then the winner of this competition is the Rong family, Miss Rong Qingmeng."

As soon as the words fell, the people who supported Rong Qingmeng under the high platform suddenly cheered loudly.

I only heard a man who supported Rong Qingmeng, his eyes were full of arrogance, as if he was the winner of this competition.

"Originally it belonged to Miss Rong, that is to say, in the past, the ancestors rated the 'Qingmei' medicine stove as the first, and the 'Bloody' ranked second, there is a reason for it."

It just so happened that this person was next to Xia Bing. Hearing these words, coupled with this person's disdainful tone, Xia Bing's face turned livid in anger.

Then the referee who came out to speak on the high platform raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, looked at Rong Qingmeng, his eyes were full of admiration and even nodded continuously, and then said
"The Guyuan Pill refined by Miss Rong is an eighth-grade elixir, and the elixir is round and round, and the drug control power is just right. This first name deserves it. It's just... ······"

There was some hesitation in the referee's eyes, but the last thought of seeking knowledge overcame the hesitation, and looked towards the direction where An Ran was standing.
"Miss An Ran, can the old man ask the girl a question?"

This question of asking for advice once again caused an uproar. The profession of pharmacists is so arrogant that there is no need to explain anything.

Especially Xiang, a senior pharmacist, has his own pride.

Now facing Yang Anran, he even used the word "ask for advice".

How can it not cause a sensation?
An Ran smiled, there was no flattered look on her face when she heard this, and she said in a clear and shallow voice.

"If the master wants to ask anything, An Ran will know everything. It's serious to ask for advice."

He didn't show humility because of the words of this senior pharmacist, nor did he show disdain, just lightly, as if it was no big deal.

This kind of demeanor, this kind of indifferent but not humble attitude made the other four pharmacists standing on the side nod frequently.

I just heard the pharmacist who asked An Ran for advice just now say,
"Miss An Ran doesn't know what kind of elixir she is refining. How can such medicinal materials that are incompatible with each other be able to be refined into a elixir?"

Although it is one sentence, it is two questions.

An Ran raised her eyes to look at the puzzled pharmacist, and said with a smile:

"This elixir is called Fudan. Naturally, medicinal materials that are incompatible with each other cannot be refined into elixir, so the selection of ingredients is extremely particular."

The pharmacist, listening to An Ran's words, tapped frequently.

After being told by An Ran in this way, the thirst for knowledge became even stronger, and he asked
"Then what is the use of Sudan? How to pay attention to the selection of medicinal materials?"

An Ran smiled and did not speak.

How to pay attention to the selection of materials is to ask about the formula of this elixir.

Here, especially this unknown elixir, the formula is extremely precious, especially the formula of high-level elixir.It is priceless.

(End of this chapter)