667: C667 Qin Ming Concocted Pills

C667 Qin Ming Concocted Pills

1Qin Ming smelled the fragrance and stood up. He smelled the fragrance and said, "Finished refining? En? Three high-grade Spirit Concentrating Pill, not bad."

"Get up, get up and admit defeat! The earlier you finish, the earlier you go back to sleep." The old man in white cast a sideway glance at Qin Ming and said.

Initially, he didn't want to come. There was no suspense in this kind of competition. If it wasn't for Sovereign's order, he wouldn't have come even if the Alliance Chief called him over.

It was better to start the third match as soon as possible, and end this farce as soon as possible.

"I haven't started refining the pill yet! If you want to go back and sleep, then go back and sleep!" Qin Ming lightly smiled and said.

"Hmph..." Of course, the old man in white wouldn't really go back to sleep. If he left now, wouldn't he lose the third match?

"I forgot to bring the alchemy furnace. There should be an alchemy furnace here, right?" Qin Ming touched his Dimensional Ring. He found something awkward. He didn't have an alchemy furnace.

After all, he only needed to concoct pills in the void. He didn't need an alchemy furnace at all.

As for the competition, he didn't take it seriously and didn't prepare for it. Only now did he remember that he didn't have a pill furnace.

"Yes." The judge looked at Qin Ming strangely, waved his hand and said loudly, "Bring him an alchemy furnace."

Two strong men carried a stone furnace onto the stage and placed it in front of Qin Ming.

"Yang Quan, what do you think is wrong with this man? He doesn't even have a furnace, and he even has the fight pill. What a joke." Third Master of Yuv Family said with a disdainful smile.

Yang Quan frowned and was thinking about something. When he heard the question, he replied, "I think I have seen this man somewhere before. He looks very familiar."

"You have seen this person before?" Third Master of Yuv Family was slightly stunned and said, "Then who is he? Where have you seen him before?"

"I don't remember. I keep feeling that this person is very familiar. He is very important to me, but I just can't remember where I have seen him before.

Furthermore, I'm certain that I don't have any impression of this person's appearance. " Yang Quan frowned and thought about it carefully.

He had such a high cultivation at such a young age. If he had seen this person before, he would definitely remember it deeply. But now, his memory was blurry, and he could not remember it at all.

On the fighting stage, Qin Ming clapped his hands and said with a smile: "You refine the Spirit Concentrating Pill, then I will also refine the Spirit Concentrating Pill."

After saying that, Qin Ming did not warm the furnace. He waved his hand and directly placed the Spiritual Plant into the alchemy furnace.

He placed his hand gently on the furnace, and in the blink of an eye, a huge flame rose up within the furnace. The flame was blood red in color, large and small, and was very unstable.

"You are trying to be sensational. If you can even refine this into a Spirit Concentrating Pill, then I will eat the alchemy furnace." The old man in white felt that this was a farce. He thought that he, a dignified Pill Saint, had actually created such a farce. It was truly a waste of time.

"Sigh... The last match, that old man from the Huayu Sect concocted pills, it was still worth watching. This match..." A Alchemist below the stage shook his head when he saw Qin Ming's actions.

"Isn't that so? If he could refine a Spirit Concentrating Pill like this... Then I'll be the Pill God. I can even tell that by cooking, I can't concoct pills like this. It's really like chewing on a peony." A Martial Cultivator dressed like a cook said disdainfully.

"Forget it, forget it. Just treat it as a joke!" Someone shook his head.

Everyone shook their heads when they saw Qin Ming's method of concocting pills. They had never seen such a method of concocting pills before. They felt that this was not concocting pills, but playing around.

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