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As the symbol of an alchemist, mental strength is equivalent to a person's second hands, capable of doing twice as many things as ordinary people.

For ordinary alchemists, God is fair, after giving them a second pair of hands, they will not be given a third pair of hands.

But for special alchemists, God gives special preferential treatment. After giving them the second pair of hands, it is possible to give them the third pair of hands and the fourth pair of hands.

And Ling Chen is a special alchemist in the eyes of everyone.

He uses his mental power in one mind, which is equivalent to two alchemists using their mental power. Whether it is the speed of alchemy or the efficiency of alchemy, they are twice as fast as ordinary alchemists.

It is worth mentioning that this kind of operation is almost only able to be done by alchemists of the fourth rank or above in the alchemy path.

A person like Ling Chen who has the logo of a first-rank alchemist on Danfeng, but can control the mental power and do two things at once, is rare, and the probability is extremely low.

When everyone was stunned, Ling Chen in the arena remained calm and his movements were as smooth as water. Under his control, Ling Chen was as docile as a sheep.

When the flame in the alchemy furnace rose, Ling Chen's eyes turned and fell on the medicinal materials beside him.

With one move with one hand, he grabbed the Sanfan Grass and Chongxiaohua, one grass fell into the flame in the left area of ​​the alchemy furnace, and the other flower fell in the flame in the right area of ​​the alchemy furnace.

Only two "噗嗤" sounded at the same time, and the two herbs in the pill furnace were swallowed by the raging blue flames. In less than three seconds, the originally bright branches and leaves quickly turned a little brown, and the veins on them began to burn. melt.

Seeing that the two medicinal herbs were about to be burned to ashes, Ling Chen strengthened the two spiritual powers, and slowly lowered the temperature of the blue flames around the two medicinal herbs.

In an instant, the outer flame of the blue flame gradually weakened, calmly, and calmly smoked the two medicinal plants suspended above it.

Time passed by second by second, and after half a minute, the two medicinal plants began to ooze out drops of dark green liquid.

As the dark green liquid continued to seep out, the branches and leaves of the two medicinal herbs also continued to shrink. After the last drop of dark green liquid was extracted, the two medicinal herbs were completely reduced to ashes and sank under the furnace.

"boom!"

Ling Chen had just finished extracting the essence of Sanfancao and Xiaoxiaohua, when the alchemy furnace in front of a No. 30 alchemist suddenly burst into flames. , nothing remains.

Thick smoke rushed towards his face, making the alchemist's complexion dark. After looking at the alchemy furnace in astonishment, the person cursed, replaced the medicinal materials again, and carried out refining again.

When the alchemists next to them were amused, they also secretly guarded to avoid embarrassing themselves like this poor guy.

However, as soon as the idea came to fruition, another alchemist made a mistake in operation, and the medicinal materials that had been refined with great difficulty turned into nothingness.

Immediately afterwards, several alchemists next to him rushed to follow in their footsteps, but all failed.

The appearance of this scene made them all dumbfounded.

"What's going on here?"

"Something's wrong. I'm sure I've controlled the optimal temperature for extracting the essence of the medicinal materials. Why are the medicinal materials being burned?"

"Me too, there seems to be something wrong with this medicine."

The voices of discussion from these alchemists finally fell one after another, which is quite eye-catching.

"This medicinal material is impure. Each medicinal herb is mixed with other medicinal ingredients. When extracting the essence, impurities must be removed." Seeing the anxious faces of these people, Ling Chen's voice rang out in a calm manner. .

"What?" Upon hearing this, the alchemists immediately grabbed one of the medicinal herbs, examined it carefully, and found that it was indeed mixed with other ingredients as Ling Chen said.

For a moment, everyone was annoyed and shocked.

They were annoyed because they didn't realize this problem in advance, and didn't realize the difficulty set for them in this round of competition.

What shocked them was that Ling Chen had such a sharp insight.

"It's only now that I realize what a foolish look." Tuoba Congming shook his head and said with a sneer when he saw the surprised faces of several people.

Since he was alchemy since he was a child, he has long developed the habit of inspecting the medicinal materials. Every time he wants to make alchemy, he will carefully inspect the medicinal materials one by one to make sure that the ingredients are unique before he starts.

These alchemists were too eager for success, and they didn't even see the medicinal materials clearly, so failure was reasonable.

Hearing Tuoba Zhiming's contempt and contempt, the faces of these alchemists were ashen, but they couldn't refute anything. After taking a deep breath, they cupped their fists at Ling Chen, expressed their thanks, and started to extract the essence of the medicinal materials again.

"Why does Fellow Daoist Ling remind them that if they go on like this, won't his chances of winning be greatly increased?" Mu Lingshu, who was outside the arena, frowned slightly and muttered puzzledly.

The third round of the alchemy competition is the most critical round of the entire alchemy competition, no matter how good Ling Chen's performance in the first two rounds is, as long as his performance in the third round is not satisfactory, he will be eliminated.

Although Ling Chen has already confirmed that he can enter the top ten after the first round of additional tests, but the top ten is also divided into high and low.

No.10 is the top ten, and No.9 is also the top ten, but the point rewards are completely different, and the gap is huge.

In other words, in this case, one less competitor is equivalent to accelerating a step towards the top ten position.

But Ling Chen's previous reminder gave those alchemists who failed to extract the essence of the medicinal materials a chance, it was an unwise approach at all.

As if hearing Mu Lingshu's muttering, someone shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "The real strong don't need to rely on luck."

They could see a strong confidence in Ling Chen's eyes, that kind of confidence had already won over all the alchemists present to a certain extent.

Hearing this person's cryptic and cryptic words, Mu Lingshu fell silent, and returned to the scene, continuing to watch.

At this time, nearly half of the hourglass above the alchemy furnace has slipped down. Many alchemists have successfully extracted the essence of six medicinal materials, leaving only the essence of the last medicinal material.

But helplessly, the last medicinal material was not provided, that is to say, they needed to pair the first six medicinal materials in twos or threes, fuse the seventh medicinal material, and then extract the essence.

The process of fusing medicinal materials is more cumbersome than extracting the essence of medicinal materials, but any distraction or mistake will destroy all the medicinal materials.

There are only three chances in the whole alchemy process, they have already wasted one, and there are two left. If the fusion fails, then they can only be eliminated.

Because each alchemist requires a different seventh medicinal material, so there is no opportunism at all, and they can only try one by one, even the four direct disciples who move faster.

Except for Ling Chen, everyone carefully controlled their mental power to fuse the medicinal materials, not daring to breathe.

However, not everyone can perfectly integrate medicinal materials.

Within the first minute of the fusion, an alchemist was too nervous, and the flame temperature was slightly higher. In an instant, nearly half of the medicinal materials fused were turned into black ashes in an instant.

"Damn it!" The man cursed secretly, his face full of unwillingness.

If it was normal, he would definitely not fail due to nervousness, but now that so many people are watching and there are masters beside him, he still makes nervous mistakes.

Since he had failed twice before, this was the third failure, which meant that he was no longer qualified to continue the competition.

While sighing, the alchemy furnace in front of this person was taken back by the long-bearded old man next to the colorless alchemy furnace, and the number of people in the competition changed from the original 50 to 49.

Watching the departure of one of the alchemists, the remaining alchemists became more cautious and did not dare to be careless.

On the other hand, Ling Chen, at this moment, his speed is much ahead of the others, and he has already started refining the seventh medicinal material that others are fusing.

In the eyes of the people around, Ling Chen fell into thinking and speculation because the cowhide scroll did not give the specific refining method of the Beast Taming Pill.

The reason why he didn't do it was purely because there were more than ten methods of refining the Beast Control Pill in the "Dan Jue", and he didn't know which one to choose.

After pondering for a minute, Ling Chen finally chose a pertinent refining method, and immediately followed this refining method to put the seven medicinal materials extracted earlier into the alchemy furnace one by one for essence fusion.

When he was taking this step, the four personal disciples also chased after him, and started the essence fusion one after another.

Their refining methods are different from Ling Chen's, and their refining methods are also inconsistent.

Everyone is not sure that other people's refining methods are the correct way to refine Beast Taming Pills, and they are also worried that following other people's refining methods may lead to failure, so they can only rely on their own reasoning and speculation, and then simulate a set The method of refining the Beast Taming Pill, and refine it according to this method.

Time passed slowly, and only one third of the hourglass remained.

At this moment, more than half of the people on the scene have been eliminated, and there are less than 10 people left.

Among these 10 people, Ling Chen gathered the most eyes here.

Because his refining process was so smooth, as if he had refined Beast Taming Pills before, there was no difference in every step and process. Compared with others, he was like a candidate who knew the answers to the test papers generally.

As one of the direct disciples, Zuo Qiuqiu's forehead was covered with sweat. He felt that his performance today was very abnormal and made many mistakes, which was worse than some core disciples.

Up to now, he has heard a lot of comments about him, basically asking him to take off the title of direct disciple and not worthy of having it, because he is not even as good as an ordinary alchemist like Ling Chen.

From the third round to now, he has failed twice, and his speed is very slow. Even when others imitated the method of refining the Beast Taming Pill and started refining, he had just fused the seventh medicinal material.

Seeing that time was running out, and seeing that Ling Chen had only one last step left to successfully refine the Beast Taming Pill, Zuo Qiuqiu became more and more anxious, and his displeasure with Ling Chen became deeper and deeper.

"That Zuoqiuqiu is a direct disciple? My God, the performance is really bad, right?"

"It's really embarrassing for Danfeng's direct disciple status, it's better to give it to Ling Xiaotu, such a guy who doesn't deserve his name, it's useless."

"It's probably through the back door. There is no comparison with Ling Xiaotu at all. One is in the sky and the other is in the ground, alas."

In the rear viewing seats, someone gradually belittled Zuo Qiuqiu, and it intensified, almost stomping on him to death.

"Ma De, are you so optimistic about Ling Xiaotu? Alright, labor and management will let him die!" Zuo Qiuqiu gritted his teeth, controlled his mental power, and rushed towards Ling Chen's alchemy furnace.

Ling Chen didn't expect this scene at all, and couldn't react in time. When the essence of the medicinal materials was fused and burned until the paste was about to become a pill, his mental power was forcibly dispersed.

Suddenly, the temperature of the flame rose sharply, and the paste was directly incinerated by the sudden increase of flame, and sank in the pill furnace