Miss Eight Series Summoner

When Feng Xi saw the old man, he couldn't help but glance a few more times.

It's so gloomy and dark, but on him, it's not the devilish energy carried by the demon seed, but...

Dark department.

That old man in black was actually a dark-line pharmacist?

In Feng Xi's impression, apart from the Bai Yu he had seen, he hadn't seen any other dark medicine alchemists, but seeing the second one was a bit fresh.

It is said that all the medicinal pills practiced by dark alchemists have a dark aura.

Of course, after looking at the black-clothed old man, Feng Xi quickly retracted his gaze.

Because, everyone on the stage was given three medicinal materials and one pill by the attendants.

Feng Xi glanced at it, it was a second-grade cultivation pill, a pill that could improve cultivation ability, not rare, but it was somewhat difficult to refine.

However, when Fengxi swept the medicinal materials in front of him, he frowned slightly.

The pill is second-grade, but this medicinal material is definitely not the medicinal material for refining the cultivation pill. Among the medicinal materials, there are many miscellaneous, especially two of them, one is the most inferior bitter herb, and the other is the poisonous heart flower .

Those two kinds of herbs can only be used for pharmacists to adjust at best, and they cannot be refined together with other medicinal pills.

But among the three medicinal materials, the two medicinal materials are different in the three, and although some of them are not inferior and toxic, they cannot be added to the refining together.

This is nothing more than the rhythm that prevents her from making alchemy.

Feng Xi scanned the medicinal materials in front of her eyes, raised her eyes, and immediately swept towards the black-clothed old man on the high platform.

Looking at each other, they were extremely cold and indifferent. It didn't seem to arouse the slightest smell of gunpowder, but there was a hint of provocation in it.

This medicinal material, did he make it change like this?

Feng Xi guessed in his heart, but it was just a guess, this, if it wasn't the hands and feet of the old man in black, it should be the hands and feet of the Lan family.

However, this old man in black definitely knew and acquiesced!

"Game start!"

After looking at Fengxi for a few times, the black-clothed old man withdrew his gaze and spoke extremely coldly.

Immediately, I saw that the hundreds of contestants present immediately started.

There were some who took out the pill furnace from the space, and quickly set off the fire element, and many others, almost perfect in their movements, had already begun to refine their pill.

Although there are a hundred people participating in the competition, only half of them have the chance to advance. Therefore, do not move quickly and let others go first. Later, if the number of people exceeds half, even if they are refined within the specified time Same was eliminated.

However, everyone was beginning to do it, except that the wind in the corner did not move at all.

...

Above Tongtiandao, two figures were standing there, looking at the wind in that corner.

"President, you said that the black old man is too dark? Isn't this obviously embarrassing the girl? What kind of medicinal materials are people giving? How can bitter grass and heart flower willow join the alchemy? Inside?" The old man in the gray robe looked at Feng Xi without any movement, and couldn't help but whispered to the old man in white clothes beside him.

The white-clothed old man gently stroked the white beard and smiled; "Aren't you here to watch the fun? What are you complaining about."

The broken gray old man grinned in embarrassment, but he straightened his expression quickly and restored his high-end identity.