Gu Qingxi hummed, "Yes, I can make pills. Then when I take the Grandmaster test, I will choose to make pills instead of rolling pills. The movements of Jiang Senior Brother and his friends rolling pills are really...really...not very pretty."
Gu Qingxi thought about it and tried to describe her feelings with euphemisms.
In fact, what she thought in her heart was that Jiang Senior Brother and his friends' movements were funny and a little vulgar. But the audience under the ring were all fascinated and admired.
This is actually comparable to Xia Tian's movements of making pills. It's really unbearable to watch.
After hearing what Gu Qingxi said, Elder Lin couldn't help but turn his head to look at the movements of Jiang Haoning and Yan Rongan, wondering, "What's not pretty? Aren't their movements vigorous and powerful?"
Gu Qingxi: "..."
She felt that Elder Lin had learned idioms well, but it was really not so appropriate to use them here.
Or are the styles and tastes of the people in Tiancang Continent different from those in Yuanzhen Continent?
Was it the same ten thousand years ago?
Gu Qingxi couldn't remember it.
Only then did Elder Lin remember that he didn't want to ask this question. The corner of his mouth twitched. Why has his mind been led astray by Gu Qingxi recently? This girl is poisonous.
"You can make pills? A little? That won't do. The assessment of the Grandmaster is not easy. You must meet the requirements for making pills to pass." Only then did Elder Lin ask the question he wanted to ask.
Gu Qingxi shook her head: "I don't know a little. Should I be considered... a little bit good?"
After all, she can make a lot of high-level pills and a lot of rare pill recipes. And the pills she made, whether they are high-level or low-level, are of high quality.
It should be considered a little bit good, right?
Elder Lin glanced at Gu Qingxi, with an expression that said, "I see through you," and said earnestly, "Qingxi, listen to my advice. Although it is normal for girls to love beauty and pay attention to their image, it is also normal for medical practitioners to be unconcerned about small details in order to achieve great success.
You can't stop learning to rub pills just because you think the action of rubbing pills is not elegant.
In the face of the benevolent heart of a doctor, these small details can be ignored.
Besides, the action of rubbing pills is not ugly. Look at the two people on the ring, their momentum is soaring and unstoppable. For
something like alchemy, you must not be a sloppy person if you know a little bit of fur.
Listen to my advice, learning to rub pills is the right way."
Gu Qingxi: "..."
Why did others not believe her when she told the truth?
She said she was a little good at alchemy, but Elder Lin didn't believe it at all, and he persuaded her so much. That tone was as if he was persuading a child who had gone astray to get back on the right track. She
felt a little tired.
What should she say so that Elder Lin would believe her?
When Gu Qingxi was depressed, the competition on the ring had entered a white-hot state.
Jiang Haoning and Yan Rongan were rubbing the pills very quickly, and their spiritual power was mobilized to the extreme.
As they rubbed their hands quickly, more and more pills flew out of their hands and fell into the container that had been prepared long ago.
The people under the ring were dazzled, but no one was willing to blink, and they all stared at the movements of Jiang Haoning and Yan Rongan's hands.
Someone was secretly counting the number of pills the two rubbed, but he became dizzy while counting.
Because as the two people's movements accelerated, they rubbed more than one pill at a time, sometimes three or four, sometimes five or six.
Gu Qingxi looked at this scene and couldn't help looking at her palms. She thought, this time, she couldn't rub five or six pills with a small palm.
It was confirmed that her hands were small and really not suitable for rubbing pills.
Soon, the time for this competition was up.
The referee asked Jiang Haoning and Yan Rongan to stop their movements, and then stepped forward to check the pills they were rubbing.
In terms of quantity, Yan Rongan was slightly
better. However, in terms of quality, Jiang Haoning was slightly better.
The referee thought for a while and gave the result.
"This is a draw."
In the stands, Xun Shuping snorted again. Obviously, he was not satisfied with such a result.
He Lao looked at Jiang Haoning on the ring with a gratified smile.
In fact, for He Lao, the result of this competition was no longer important. He had seen what he wanted to see the most.
The apprentice who was reborn and rekindled his fighting spirit was back again, and that was enough.
On the stage, Yan Rongan raised his hand to stop the referee from saying the next word. He said seriously, "Manager Qu, actually, I lost this round. Junior Brother Jiang's hand just happened to be fine. I won unfairly."
Before the referee could speak, Jiang Haoning immediately said, "Senior Brother Yan, winning is winning. How can you say that it is unfair? Have you forgotten that the president told us before that strength includes many kinds, including our own luck?"
Yan Rongan looked at Jiang Haoning's serious expression and was stunned. In the end, he did not raise any more objections.
The competition ended in two rounds, and both rounds were tied.
Then, the third round was the most critical one.
In the third round, it was originally planned to prepare a medicinal bath, but it was changed temporarily.
A monk who came to the Renxin Alliance to seek medical treatment came with some strange symptoms. The referee decided to let Jiang Haoning and Yan Rongan diagnose and treat him for the competition.
Soon, the monk who sought medical treatment was carried up.
Jiang Haoning and Yan Rongan both stepped forward to observe the unconscious monk.
After a while, the two came to the result at the same time.
This cultivator was not injured, but was poisoned by a Gu.
The referee nodded and asked the two, "Can you cure it?"
Jiang Haoning and Yan Rong'an shook their heads together, "Nothing can be done."
The referee was not disappointed, because the situation of this cultivator who was poisoned by a Gu was indeed very tricky. The vice presidents still needed to take action.
So, the referee announced the final result of the competition, three draws in three games, so the two people tied in this competition.
Everyone was very satisfied with this result. This competition was also surprisingly friendly and harmonious.
Jiang Haoning was stunned for a moment after hearing the result, and then he thought that this was also good.
In this way, Master and Vice President Xun would not have to kneel down.
He explained it to his junior sister, and the junior sister would understand.
"Junior brother Jiang, it's really great that you can cheer up again. We look forward to practicing medicine and saving lives with you in the future." Yan Rongan stepped forward with a smile on his face and a sincere tone.
"Yes, thank you Senior Brother Yan and all the senior brothers for your concern. I will never be so confused again in the future." Jiang Haoning felt warm in his heart. He always lowered his head and forgot to look up, so he could not see the worried and concerned eyes of these senior brothers.
Yan Rongan smiled, stepped forward and stretched out his hand to pat Jiang Haoning on the shoulder.
Jiang Haoning looked at Yan Rongan and smiled.
On the stands, Xun Shuping could no longer laugh. He snorted coldly, stood up, and was about to leave.
He Lao also stood up and said, "Hey, Old Xun, wait a minute. Didn't you just ask me who cured Hao Ning's hand and when? It's not that I don't want to answer you, it's that I'm not sure."
Xun Shuping frowned slightly, stopped and turned around. This old man's attitude is so nice all of a sudden? Weird! It's a trick! Be careful!!!
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