Chapter 50

If they can form shapes at the same time, you know that the two are at the same level, but it seems that the color of He Jincheng's danzi is more intense!
Seeing Congyu's appearance, a trace of panic suddenly flashed across He Jincheng's face.

Everyone held their breaths, it seemed that both of them had enough time, now it was just a matter of seeing whose quality was better!
Some people in the audience were so nervous that they clenched their hands tightly, and their palms were full of sweat, "Is there no hope for Congyu?"

At the moment when everyone's eyes widened, He Jincheng's pill fell to the ground as if born out of nowhere, and a bright red pill lay quietly on the spot like blood.

At this moment, everyone already believed that the outcome was decided. They took a deep breath. He Jincheng's alchemy skills were indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people.

When they turned around again, their jaws almost dropped to the ground!
What's left behind has also become an elixir!

Everyone stared wide-eyed, seeing traces of bright red liquid winding up the danzi like a coiled dragon, the whole danzi was full of spirituality!
In addition, the bright red color of lingering is no less than He Jincheng's.

Chu Yu confidently looked at the elixir he had made, "Blood herb pill, inferior, its efficacy..."

Chu Yu looked at this pill, and then at He Jincheng's, "Blood herb pill, inferior, its efficacy..."

Cong Yu took a deep breath, but saw that He Jincheng also gasped!
Everyone held their breath, they didn't see any clues at all, they could only guess who was of higher quality this time, and some people whispered, "He Jincheng's color seems to be darker?"

"Look at the ambiguous ones, full of spirituality, and the quality is probably not low?"

"When did Sunset City produce such an alchemy master?"

I saw Wang Ruize and Li Mo walking up to the stage silently, each holding a pill, examining it carefully, and then exchanging the one in their own hands for a closer look.

Cong Yu sat where he was, took a deep breath and rested, only to see Wang Ruize and Li Mo walking aside, whispering.

"I think Congyu's is even better!" Li Mo's words are well-founded, and his quality is obviously similar, but Congyu is still young, and he is full of spirituality in alchemy. Sacrificing everyone's reputation to keep talents is naturally the way for the development of Sunset City .

It's just that Wang Ruize doesn't think so, "If so, where will the face of the three families go?"

Everyone was still whispering and waiting for the result, but Wang Ruize took the lead and said, "This time, I think..."

Everyone held their breath, only to see Li Mo stop Wang Ruize, "A draw!"

draw! ?
The stage hadn't calmed down yet, but the audience had already exploded, "This person is actually tied with He Jin!?"

"How is it possible, it looks like He Jincheng's face is even brighter red!"

"Gangyu is full of spirituality, maybe this kind of thing!" Out of ten people, only one person spoke for Gugyu.

He Jincheng sat on a chair with an embarrassing look on his face. According to the rules, he could only play an extra match.

Yan Xiaomin stomped her feet, "What's the sentence!"

Amidst everyone's doubts and surprises, there was a second material on the table of the two of them. This is the top-grade cold weather blood grass, which has the effect of curing frostbite and is widely spread among the people.

The high-quality Hantian Blood Grass is very different from Blood Grass. It grows in extremely cold places and is very rare. This material is enough to show that He Jincheng made a fortune!

"Even the top-grade cold sky blood grass is ready..."

"It is said that the refining process of the Cold Sky Blood Grass is more cumbersome, and it will be a good show."

"It seems that this time He Jin became the victor, and he paid a lot of money."

Seeing Han Tianxuecao, He Jincheng's expression improved significantly. It was extremely embarrassing to settle the first game, but He Jincheng was already confident in the second game.

"If you win, give Chuanyu a step up..." He Jincheng thought to himself that after the first round, his opinion of Chuyu had actually improved somewhat.

Young people know how to make alchemy, and they are very skilled. Sunset City had to keep such a talent, and because of the He family's face, there was such a thing. This time, the sacrifice of the cold sky blood grass can also show the skill of alchemy.

As soon as the gongs and drums sounded, He Jincheng used extremely skillful techniques to burn the Hantian Blood Grass with fire. "Hantian Blood Grass is an extremely cold thing. Such burning will help to form the pill later..."

Those who can see the clues are all more or less accomplished in alchemy. This time, He Jincheng no longer underestimates the enemy. It seems that this ambiguity is not easy to deal with.

As for Congyu, the performance just now has attracted the attention of many people. Even so, there are still things that most people are not optimistic about Congyu.

The lingering idea of ​​alchemy is still the same, use the prepared porcelain bowl to put the cold sky blood grass in it, and wait for the cold sky blood grass to make soup.

"The alchemy operation is so weird, I'm afraid it will be difficult to succeed this time."

"It's hard to say, have you forgotten the result just now?"

Although Congyu's thoughts are still the same, it's just that the cold sky blood grass seems to be motionless, and the frost on the blood grass still exists, even if the water is boiled, there is no reaction from the frost.

Congyu frowned and gently touched the boiling water.

The water should have been [-] degrees, but when Chu Yu put his finger on it, he felt that the water was cold, and when Chu Yu looked carefully, it was obvious at a glance.

The cool air from the Hantian Blood Grass directly drops the water temperature, so even if you wait for a whole day, you won't wait until the Hantian Blood Grass boils out the soup.

In that case...

Cong Yu gave a slight palm, and the incoming breeze directly blew the fire of the boiler to "Rampage"!
The blazing flames fluttered left and right in everyone's eyes. Chug Yu grabbed the Cold Sky Blood Grass and threw it directly into the furnace!

Seeing such a big move by Chu Yu, everyone's eyes almost widened, "Don't be so unfreezing!"

"Waste of material!"

He Jincheng turned his head and shook his head helplessly at these nonsensical operations of Congyu. This cold sky blood grass must not be refined by ordinary people, otherwise wouldn't the century-old inheritance be for nothing?

Congyu opened his mouth slightly, counting one by one, "One, two, three..."

When counting to "fifteen", Gu Yu suddenly slammed the fire and cold weather blood grass into the boiling water with his palm, and saw wisps of white smoke suddenly rising, and the porcelain bowl made a "呵, 呵" sound.

Seeing this, several spectators who were very close to Congyu retreated one after another, fearing that something might happen.

The movements in Chu Yu's hands have not stopped. His palms are sometimes firm and sometimes gentle, causing the flames to sometimes grow stronger and sometimes shrink. Appears on the right head, red to blackish dark red appears on the right.

Chu Yu once again put his index finger directly into the blue boiling water. As expected, the water was icy cold!
(End of this chapter)

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