"Wuhu." Ye Qiao's eyes lit up.
It just so happened that she had stuffed several steamed buns into her mustard bag, which were probably almost hard. Ye Qiao caught them in her hands, threw them up, and then threw them accurately at the other alchemists.
"Are you sick?" They couldn't stand it anymore.
When I looked up, I found that they were a few good-looking boys and girls, who started to hit people with a smile and no manners.
Xue Yu was stunned for a moment, and also saw several fellow disciples outside the venue. His fingertips paused, and he was somewhat moved. However, why did their sect always take such an unconventional path?
Looking at the descendants of Changming Sect who were having a lot of fun smashing things around outside the venue, the elders frowned.
What's this weird painting style?
"stop!!"
The leader of the Eight Great Clans could no longer sit still, and without thinking, he warned: "Changming Sect, you are not allowed to throw things into the field again. If you violate this rule again, points will be deducted later!"
“Tsk.”
Ming Xuan hadn't smashed enough yet, he leaned back and chuckled: "Rules, rules and rules, it's just that these eight families have so much trouble."
Only Xue Yu from Changmingzong reported Danxiu, and he was one of those who fought alone.
The others were organized alchemists who gathered together and were intentionally or unintentionally interfering with his judgment of the herbs.
You know, if you win against the disciple, you can really become famous.
No matter how you win, just look at Ye Qiao and you will know that as long as you can win, people will like you no matter how cheap you are.
Mu Chongxi curled his lips and said, "Those who interfered with Xue Yu are all direct descendants of the Eight Great Families, and they are very talented."
They are all rare geniuses.
The organizers are the Eight Great Families, and the top management turned a blind eye to such unethical behavior.
Ye Qiao tilted his head: "Are the Eight Great Families so unreasonable?" The county magistrate is allowed to set fire, but the common people are not allowed to light lamps. What kind of logic is this?
Ming Xuan snorted, "They have always been like this. They are such a powerful family, and they are not used to reason with ordinary people like us."
Zhou Xingyun glanced at him and felt that Mingxuan's attacks had become increasingly indiscriminate between friend and foe recently.
Ye Qiao raised his hand and asked the referee, who was also in charge, "Let me ask you, isn't it against the rules if they use their spiritual sense to interfere?"
The other party was calm and composed, and when he saw that the person asking the question was Ye Qiao, he raised his eyebrows and replied calmly: "This is just a trivial thing done within the scope of the rules, and that's all." He emphasized the last two words, full of warning.
He knew Ye Qiao.
Everyone knows her after the competition, but even Ye Qiao cannot join the Danxiu competition. What can she do?
Ye Qiao looked at him with understanding, "If that's the case, then it means that off-site interference is allowed, right?"
"Can."
Since they have done something that disturbs the atmosphere inside the venue, it is naturally possible to intervene outside the venue.
But no one can interfere with other people's alchemy from outside the field. They are so far away, what can even Ye Qiao do?
"Are you going to act up again?" Mingxuan opened his eyes and became alert.
"Don't say that. I'm just doing some simple things within the rules. That's all."
Ye Qiao casually took out the mustard bag red lotus cauldron and smiled slightly.
This was given by Xue Yu and others. It is said to be a spiritual weapon, but I haven’t had the chance to try out its effects.
"Want to see how I use the alchemy furnace to make elixirs?" she asked.
Mingxuan: “Take a look.”
Ye Qiao sat down without saying a word, recalling the steps of making the Soul-Replenishing Pill, and adding spiritual plants into it smoothly. She was very fast at making pills, and could even make ten pill seals at one time.
In order to ensure that the power was strong enough, Ye Qiao fired fifteen at once, and then her ears began to bleed.
Without even raising her head, she melted the elixir, condensed it, and adjusted the fragrance.
When it came to the perfume-adjusting stage, Ye Qiao threw the ingredients in without changing her expression. This time she chose the durian flavor. Fifteen pills lay in the furnace in a mess. The effect of the spiritual weapon was also rapid, several times faster than her previous pill-making speed.
The other alchemists had not yet finished refining their pills, so Ye Qiao took this opportunity to release the aroma from the fifteen pills.
"Where's the Wind Control Talisman?"
Ye Qiao asked Mingxuan without even raising his head.
Mingxuan stepped forward and handed it over: "Brother, here you go."
Ye Qiao pinched his fingertips, and the talisman blew away, creating a gust of wind that was sent into the field. When a faint stench drifted over, the alchemy practitioners with a sensitive sense of smell noticed it.
"What's that smell?"
Xue Yu: “…”
As soon as he smelled it, he knew who could have done it.
But in fact, you will calm down after smelling it for a long time.
But others can't stand it.
The referee outside the court could no longer sit still. He walked angrily to Ye Qiao. Seeing this legendary genius who was a master of the third level of cultivation refining an elixir, he slammed the table next to him and asked, "What are you doing?"
Ye Qiao: "Refine the elixir."
She handed it to him, "Want to try it?"
Just... quite kind-hearted.
"No need." He refused subconsciously, "Get out of here and practice."
"Why?" Ye Qiao hugged his alchemy furnace and was shocked: "What for? I am just refining some elixirs that I like within a reasonable range, that's all."
She responded with the word "just" in the same way.
The referee's face darkened.
I just can't refute it.
He said this, there is nothing wrong with it, and no one said that it is not allowed to make elixirs off-site.
But can a normal person create such a hellish thing?
The atmosphere among the alchemists was also very subtle. Some people looked a little strange, "Who is refining shit in the alchemy furnace?"
“…No.”
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