Alchemy & Martial Supreme

At night, starlight entered Qin Ming's room.

Qin Ming lying on the bed closed his eyes and rested.

"Why is there no way to refine it successfully?"

"Is it the reason for the mismatch of medicinal properties?"

I have tried more than 20 times, and the pill has not yet figured out, which made Qin Ming feel a little irritable.

Thinking about it, Qin Ming fell asleep unconsciously.

Waking up is the next day, awakened by the sun.

"That's bad." Qin Ming sat up with a cry, looked at the golden sunlight outside the window, and patted his head.

Perhaps it was because of the exhaustion of alchemy yesterday, or the sequelae after the transformation, accidentally sleeping so late.

After getting up, Qin Ming immediately arranged his thoughts and began to study the pill.

...

For three days, Qin Ming stayed in the room to study the pill without taking a half step out of the door.

In the room, although it is dilapidated, light flashes from time to time.

A purple flame was suspended in the air, with twenty-three Yuanzhi flying above him. Under Qin Ming's control, Yuanzhi turned into liquid at an extremely fast speed.

"Condensation!"

Pinching a pill formula, the liquid condensed into a pill and flew into Qin Ming's outstretched hand.

Seeing the somewhat deflated, ugly-shaped pill, Qin Ming was ecstatic.

This is a dragon-level low-grade pill, and it is a bad pattern. If you usually encounter a pill of this quality, don't persuade you to use it.

All the pills that Qin Ming took during his practice were of perfect quality.

But today, personally refining a pill with a pattern, it is happier than his martial art realm breaking through a small level.

"Success! Three days of sleeplessness, finally succeeded." Qin Ming's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and although tired, he looked radiant.

Ever since he accidentally fell asleep that day, Qin Ming forced himself not to stay in bed.

This small town seems very strange, but Qin Ming has no time or mind to explore, as long as they don't think badly about themselves.

And since separating from Feng Bai that day, Feng Bai never came to him again, which made Qin Ming breathe a sigh of relief.

His time is precious, although he misses Feng Bai's secrets, he also wants to make friends with him.

But the Poison Demon forces fiercely attacked the Heavenly Dragon World, and countless warriors die every day.

Qin Ming delayed for a while, the dead warrior was an entire city.

But if you deliberately retreat and can't get out, deliberately hide, and you are afraid of causing people in the town to doubt.

It just so happened that Feng Bai didn't come to him, and it saved time for explanation.

Looking at the pill in his hand, Qin Ming opened his mouth, swallowed the pill, sat on the ground, closed his eyes and circulated the thin source energy in his body.

The medicinal properties of the medicinal pill were dissolved, nourishing Qin Ming's body, and circling his whole body under the action of Yuan Qi.

The medicinal properties of a pill was quickly absorbed by Qin Ming, but...

"What's the matter, how do I feel that this pill has no effect on me?" Qin Ming opened his eyes, puzzled.

The pill does have an effect, but the effect is minimal and completely negligible.

"Is it because the quality of the pill is too poor and the medicinal properties are not enough?"

Thinking of this, Qin Ming continued to refine alchemy.

Knowing the source of alchemy, and wanting to refine it to perfection is a very easy task for Qin Ming.

A purple light rose in the room, taking out Yuan Zhi from the space ring, Qin Ming focused on refining a new pot of medicine.

It didn't take long before a furnace of ten perfect-quality pills was released.

Looking at the ten warm emerald pills in his hand, Qin Ming took a deep breath, picked up one of them, and swallowed it.

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