Genius Alchemist

"Ha!"

With a mouthful of turbid Qi, Shen Qingling was refreshed and opened his eyes.

These days, she has been reading and refining pills in Ziyun ring, and her cultivation has improved a lot. Unfortunately, she still hasn't found a way to eliminate poisonous insects.

"Master, you'd better go out quickly. If you don't go out again, they will cry."

Shen Qingling wanted to refine pills again. The radish on one side saw her like this and said nothing.

"Who cried?"

Shen Qingling was stunned, and some didn't react.

Well, you forgot all about it.

Radish said nothing: "today is the annual poison fight ceremony of Yuedu palace. It is estimated that the time should start. Those people have come to invite you several times, but there is a boundary, and they haven't been able to come in."

Shen Qingling's divine sense went out. Sure enough, she saw a disciple pacing back and forth outside her room.

These days, she focused on alchemy and reading books. She really forgot.

……

In the square, all the disciples were impatient.

When the hot sun came down, the disciples became more upset and began to complain.

"How come the game hasn't started yet!"

"Yes, in the past, didn't the game start early?"

The elders were also in a hurry. They wanted Su unintentionally to go to Shen Qingling, but they saw Su unintentionally half lying in his seat, holding his head in one hand and looking at the young and energetic disciples in the square. Their eyes became long and painful.

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, everyone didn't dare to disturb him.

"Why hasn't your highness come yet?"

"I have sent my disciples to invite you."

If you wait any longer, the poison fight won't have to be held again.

Elder Chen asked Su unintentionally, "Lord, your highness hasn't come yet. Shall we start first?"

Hearing the speech, Su inadvertently glanced at the empty position beside her, frowned, "wait a minute."

It was another quarter of an hour before Shen Qingling finally arrived late.

"Your Highness the saint!"

Shen Qingling came in red with a big knife on his back. He was a little dusty.

The disciples knelt down and shouted in unison, "welcome your highness!"

"Hail your highness!"

"Hail your highness!"

"Get up."

"Yes!"

Elder Chen and others were relieved to see that Shen Qingling finally came.

Good guy, I'm here.

"Why did you come so late? Everyone is waiting for you."

"I have something."

Shen Qingling responded with a guilty conscience. She did not dare to say that she had completely forgotten it.

Not only did Su have no intention of saying this, but all the elders would die speechless.

Forget?

Can you forget the annual poison fight in our moon poison palace?

Shen Qingling took his seat and the competition officially began.

As the host, elder Chen spoke on the stage: "I announce that the annual drug fight competition has officially started now! I hope you can take the stage enthusiastically."

The crowd applauded warmly and was excited.

The game is finally about to begin!

"Hahaha, my poison can finally come in handy. It's made exclusively by me. With 7749 kinds of herbs, absolutely no one can untie it!" the boy laughed.

"Come on, you haven't said that for years, and I haven't seen you win." the companion who had a good relationship with the boy turned his eyes.

"The long-awaited poison fight has finally begun. I don't know what new and powerful poison will gush out this year."

They were all rubbing their hands, as if they were going to fight a big battle. Shen Qingling looked at it and felt a little puzzled in her eyes.

Isn't it more toxic? How do you look? It's like going to fight.

Soon, Shen Qingling's doubts were solved.

Chen Lao's hands were printed on his chest, a light green crystal ball condensed in his palm, then flew towards the square, and then quickly grew into a huge barrier, shrouding the contestants who will participate in the competition.

With the sound of "start" falling in the morning, the square was full of demons and turned into a pot of porridge.

I saw that the contestants kept taking out the poison powder refined by themselves and sprinkling it on others. The people who got the poison powder fell to the ground and foamed at the mouth. After detoxifying themselves quickly, they took the poison powder and sprinkled it on others.

Is this really a game, not an opportunity for revenge?

Originally, it's this comparison method

Shen Qingling could not help twitching at the corners of his mouth.

She seems to know why Yuedu palace recruits so many people every year, but there are only so many disciples in Yuedu palace.

Others don't know what Shen Qingling is thinking. For example, the elders sitting below her can be described as watching with interest. From time to time, they give a sigh of admiration, and from time to time, they give a sigh of hatred for iron and steel.

"How do you feel?"

It doesn't matter what she feels. What matters is that she obviously feels very good.

Shen Qingling looked at him expressionless and replied honestly, "not much."

"The test of this competition is their detoxification ability." Su unintentionally felt hurt. How many people wanted to see the poison fight ceremony, but she said nothing?

"The premise of using poison is to protect themselves first. Look at them. They only blindly detoxify. But if they are strong enough to set up a spirit mask in front of themselves, no matter what poison, they can't help them."

Nearly half a year after coming to the moon poison palace, Shen Qingling found that the disciples of the moon poison palace were almost obsessed with poison, but they ignored their spiritual cultivation and rarely practiced.

The reason why they can have divine cultivation is that they only benefit from the rich spiritual power of the upper world and have unique advantages.

If they are in the lower boundary, I'm afraid they can't even reach the cultivation level of heaven.

Hearing her words, Sue didn't intend to freeze.

There is no denying that Shen Qingling is right.

It seems that they have made mistakes in understanding from the beginning.

Since you are wrong, you must correct it.

Su didn't intend to stop: "the first round of the game is over, and the people who are still standing advance to the second round."

Since we have decided to rectify, there is no point in further comparison.

Everyone didn't know why Su didn't intend to stop suddenly, but although they had doubts, they all did what Su didn't intend to say.

In the second round, it's about refining poison.

It's similar to alchemy. Everyone has a medicinal material at hand. Whoever can refine it faster and better will win.

However, all alchemy uses internal fire, but they can only take out large pots and firewood and refine them with open fire.

After all, poison is not the right way after all, and people despise it. If you can summon internal fire and become an alchemist, who would like to become a poison refiner?

Shen Qingling watched them throw down the herbs, then took out the spatula and kept stir frying. When it was like cooking, she couldn't help but sigh that she had an internal fire.

Refining with open fire is too troublesome, and the poison pill and venom refined with open fire is much worse than that refined with internal fire.

"Do you want to have a try?" Su had no comment. Shen Qingling looked like a little sigh. He moved in his heart and asked.

She has read so many books that they still don't know how her poison art is.