Alchemy&Martial Supreme

Qingyan nodded and said:

"OK, I'll go after refining this furnace of pills."

Since Qin Ming came to invite him in person, he certainly wanted to give face.

"I'll help you."

Qin Ming laughs and walks forward.

"Well?" Green old slightly a Leng, never said that a Dan master refining to half, another person can take over.

Each alchemist has his own layout for the heat in the furnace, how many spiritual plants are added, and how to refine them later.

However, different alchemists have different habits and methods. Alchemy is far from perfect. Therefore, I have never heard that when alchemy is half done, other people can take over.

If other people say so, Qingyan certainly yells.

It's Qin Ming who can say this, then

Then give it to him!

"Well, I'm leaving now. Take care of it!"

Qing Yan slowly takes back the aura in his hand and leaves the stove.

Qin Ming stepped forward two steps. After Qingyan's hand had completely left, he suddenly put his hand on the stove. The spirit of his hand gushed out, and the flame in the furnace became more vigorous.

"Coagulate!" Qin Ming drank softly, and the pills in the furnace began to agglomerate.

"All right Qin Ming closed his hand and faced Qingyan road.

So fast?

Qing Yan was slightly stunned. Although he refined the simplest Qi refining pill, he also refined half of it.

But not so fast?

If the alchemy is so simple, then the pill is not worth money.

No longer thinking about it, Qingyan immediately went to open the lid on the stove, and a dozen Qi refining pills were lying quietly in the middle of the furnace, each of which had nine lines, a perfect Qi refining pill.

Qing Yan was surprised to take these pills in his hand and counted them. There were 11 pills in total. Each pill was perfect.

"How did you do it?"

Qing Yan couldn't help asking.

Although he is the king of Dan, he can refine Qi refining pills. It takes luck to refine them into perfection.

Sometimes, if you are lucky, you can produce one or two perfect Qi refining pills. If you are not lucky, you don't have one.

Qin Ming Ming took over half of the furnace he had refined. He was able to make every one perfect. In addition, he also refined 11.

Even in his best state, refining Qi elixir can only reach 10, which is his greatest ability.

Even, apart from Qin Ming, he had never seen anyone who could produce eleven pills with a pair of Qi refining pills.

"It's just skillful. When you practice for a long time, you can do the same as me."

Qin Ming said with a smile, but this time may be very, very long.

Qinglao nodded. He had heard Qin Ming say it before.

"By the way, Sima family, what are you going to do?"

Qing Yan asked, Qin Ming's ability of elixir is so strong, whether it's to invite experts to produce pills, or to refine top pills, and give them to Qin yuan, they can easily get through this difficulty.

"Sima's family will be destroyed soon. I don't have to do anything!"

Qin Ming said with a mysterious smile.

Qingyan no longer said anything, a family only Wuzong, he did not pay attention to.

If he had not been injured, Wu Zong would have killed him with one slap.

He doesn't care at all about opponents at this level.

What he is most concerned about now is the improvement of his Dan Dao strength. After such a long period of practice, he has also been using the method mentioned by Qin Ming. He feels that he has made great progress.

At least, he now refining pills, much more skilful than before, but also began to adapt to the need not to use genius to help refine pills.