Many alchemy furnaces were turned off, and the bustling scene gradually came to a halt. The alchemists who had not yet finished their work felt more and more psychologically stressed as time went on.

Mr. Chen's mentality was very good, as calm as water, without a single ripple. His mind was immersed in the fusion of pharmacology, just like the natural law of heaven and earth in a furnace, giving birth to creation.

finally.

The prototype of a pill was formed. In the pill fire, it underwent some kind of transformation. Its surface gradually became as smooth as jade, emitting a magical light.

Buzz! When the pill was completed, a strange fragrance rushed out from the pill furnace. The fragrance was pure and attracted the attention of many alchemists.

"A young man with a very stable mind."

This is their evaluation of Mr. Chen. Towards the end of the competition, the pressure becomes greater, but only a few people can withstand the pressure and make rapid progress.

For example, at this moment, there have been several cases of furnace explosions at the scene.

Even if the alchemist's furnace did not explode, his mind was in turmoil and the quality of the pills he refined was greatly reduced, so there was no need for a second round.

The whole place was shut down for nearly half a day.

"Submit the pills you have refined and start grading them."

Old Shen sat at a referee table and asked the alchemists to line up in a long line. He gave comments to each of them one by one.

"Xifu, the temperature of the elixir is controlled perfectly, very well."

"Master Ding Dan, you have great experience in taking an unconventional approach. Very good."

"Huo Heng, your basic skills are very good, eight points."

"Master Qi Dan, the benefits of using the secret technique of Dan Dao appropriately are nine points."

When it was Master Fei Dan's turn, Mr. Shen gave him a nine.

"These spiritual herbs are a little lacking in quality. They fail to show my strengths."

Master Fei Dan muttered to himself, feeling a little aggrieved. The spiritual herbs prepared by the medicine house were still inferior to those he grew.

If he could bring his own spiritual herbs to this competition, he could also get full marks.

Soon, it was Mr. Chen's turn.

"Hui Long Dan, please give your comments, Mr. Shen."

Mr. Chen held a pill in his hand and placed it in front of Mr. Shen.

This is a second-level alchemist with a sharp eye and broad knowledge. It is his luck to receive advice from him.

"Not bad, to be honest, it's quite good. I don't see any flaws. It's very good."

When Mr. Shen saw the Huilong Pill, his eyes lit up. The fragrance of this pill was barely audible, but its medicinal properties were restrained and not easy to dissipate.

Be it the temperature, the choice of spiritual herbs, the blending of pharmacological properties, etc., he could not find any mistakes.

In the entire medicine house, there is no one who can do this.

"It's not because of my superior qualifications, but because of the support of the seniors."

Mr. Chen was inspired. He learned Xi Fu's fire control technique, Master Ding Dan's pharmacology, and Master Fei Dan's ability to select spiritual herbs.

If you practice any one of these three kinds of alchemy knowledge to the extreme, you can become a powerful alchemist.

He mastered the essence of the three schools and practiced hard for several years. Now he has submitted the answer. Fortunately, he did not let down the care and concern of the old seniors.

"The three of them really think highly of you."

Mr. Shen was able to sit in this position because he was supported by the elders. When he looked at Mr. Chen, it was as if he was looking at his youth, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"Master Chen actually made Elder Shen admire him so much."

This scene fell into the eyes of the alchemists in the medicine house. The way they looked at Chen Sheng changed. They realized that this young man's attainments in alchemy were already very deep. Even the second-level alchemists respected him very much.

"I can't refine that Huilong Pill."

Previously, the middle-aged man in white who had announced that he would compete with Chen Sheng was silent in his heart. When he saw the Huilong Pill, he knew he had lost.

Suddenly, Mr. Chen became the focus of attention.

Originally, when Xi Fu was around and asked Chen Sheng to get involved, they just thought that Xi Fu was bringing the younger generation to broaden their horizons. Now it seems that he was clearly here to share a quota.

If they had known this earlier, they would have joined forces to give this young man a cold shoulder and directly eliminated a powerful competitor.

Regardless of everyone's thoughts, the second round of assessment began.

This time, most of the alchemists participating in the competition were missing. They knew that except for those who got high scores in the first game, they would have no chance unless they made collective mistakes.

In this case, it is better to quit directly to avoid losing face.

"This time, we are refining the Blood Dragon Pill."

The alchemy proposition was set by Mr. Shen alone, and it was only announced at this time.

The alchemists participating in the second game have only just realized that the competition is about making decisions on the spot and a little bit of luck.

"Blood Dragon Pill, a first-grade top-grade pill, has the effect of increasing blood energy."

Information about the Blood Dragon Pill emerged in Chen Sheng's mind. He had never refined this kind of pill, but he had eaten a used Blood Dragon Pill from Master Ding, and he had a deep memory of it.

With the experience of his predecessors, he will avoid many detours and should be able to compete for the three spots as assistant alchemists.

The raw materials for the Blood Dragon Pill had been prepared in advance, in portions, for anyone to use.

Chen Sheng took a look and found that the quality of all the spiritual herbs was roughly the same. He did not choose too much and directly took one that he liked.

call.

call.

call.

The alchemy furnaces were burning again, the red flames illuminating the void. Only those who could stay were alchemists with full confidence and great skills.

They stood tall and straight, each with an extraordinary bearing, truly a paragon of immortal elegance.

The next moment.

Some of them were skilled in alchemy, which was extremely exquisite and eye-catching, while others had the method of controlling fire which was beautiful and mysterious. When they performed it one by one, they aroused great exclamations.

"They practice theirs, and I practice mine."

Mr. Chen put aside all distractions and focused on refining the elixir. His idea was simple: do your best. If he really wasn't selected, it was because he was not as skilled as others.

At this moment, he should use all his alchemy skills on making the Blood Dragon Pill and give himself a satisfactory answer for this election.

Buzz! The Chixun furnace trembled slightly, as if it had come alive, and the rise and fall of the pill fire was its breathing.

The spiritual herbs floating in the furnace were slightly wilting. It was obvious that they would begin to melt due to different temperatures, but they were maintaining the same progress.

"The shorter the refining time of the Blood Dragon Pill, the better."

This is the information Chen Sheng gained from his understanding of the Wasted Blood Dragon Pill.

Therefore, in the process of refining the spiritual herbs, he strived for perfection and also took on a great psychological burden.

If he is not careful, all the spiritual herbs will be destroyed and he can quit immediately.

Fortunately, his control over the temperature had reached a high level, and he quickly overcame this difficulty.

Clusters of magical herbal liquid, like colored glaze beads, floated above the elixir fire, sparkling and shining. They were extremely beautiful, brightening Chen Sheng's entire mood.

Poof! Over here, someone's car flipped over.

Many alchemists are aware of the quality assurance of the Blood Dragon Pill, but there is a saying that goes "acting too hastily".

Without the absolute skill of controlling fire, being impatient would be a bad thing.

(End of this chapter)