"We are not very familiar with the formula for the Gathering Spirit Pill."
Mo Lan frowned.
Refining pills is not difficult; the difficulty lies in her lack of knowledge about the formula.
"Don't worry, I will publish the formula, but I won't disclose the dosage. You'll have to figure that out yourselves."
With a wave of his hand, the formula for the elixir appeared on the water screen of the True Man Wuwei.
"Each person has three portions of medicinal herbs. If the herbs are used up before the pill is refined, even if the time is not up, you will be eliminated."
"This is too difficult."
"That's right."
"The most difficult part of alchemy is the dosage of these herbs. Even if you know the formula, you have to ponder it repeatedly before you can make it. There are only three portions of herbs—it's really too difficult."
Almost everyone on the field frowned.
Only Ning Hong remained calm.
He knew the formulas for the pills; they were in the complete collection of pill formulas that 0321 had given him.
Besides, even if we lose this match, it won't really matter much.
He's won two games, at least.
Thinking about this, Ning Hongze became more and more at peace.
Everyone else was wasting their herbs. Even the little genius and Mo Lan only had one last herb left. If this last herb didn't work, they would be eliminated.
Ning Hong used only one dose of herbs, and the Gathering Spirit Pill was successfully refined.
The moment it came out of the furnace, a streak of light even flashed and disappeared into the elixir.
"A Heavenly-Rank Gathering Spirit Pill?"
A look of shock appeared on Wuwei Zhenren's face.
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