Traveling through the heavens as a myth

Every master-level pharmacist in the Alchemist Association has established his own unique way of refining medicine after creating one or several new prescriptions.

The second reason is the issue of drug resistance.

After all, the pill is an external force, and if a monk keeps taking the same pill, he will eventually develop resistance.

As long as the drug resistance develops, it means that this medicine has no effect on you.

At this time, you can only take another pill of the same type.

Therefore, it is necessary to enrich the types of elixirs.

And to create a new prescription from scratch, the elixir needed is even more massive!

The type of elixir needed, the trial and error of each elixir combination, the running-in of the drug, the improvement of the efficacy, etc.

Every step requires countless elixir, like a bottomless pit.

And with Ning Yang's speed of refining medicine, as long as the efficacy of the medicine is maintained at an acceptable level, will wealth still come in?

With sufficient wealth, the improvement of the level of refining medicine will also have sufficient protection.

Thinking of this, the eyes of the pharmacists looking at Ning Yang were full of envy and jealousy.

"Boom"

No matter what everyone thought, the melodious bell rang again, and the old voice rang again.

"Speed ​​and quality are always inseparable. The speed of refining medicine is naturally important, but the quality is above speed.

"In the third round of screening, the Association of Alchemists once again provided a new pill to compare the efficacy of the pill.

"The third round is ranked according to the efficacy of the drug, and only the top ten will be selected to enter the final final!"

As soon as the old man's voice fell, as in the second round, a hundred waiters in black walked out from the edge of the conference hall.

The same wooden plate, the same red cloth, the same brushing sound, the same paper.

"It's still an hour. After an hour, the bell rings as an order and the game starts."

Ning Yang couldn't wait to pick up the pill on the wooden plate, spread it out and read it carefully.

"Back to Dan!"

The topic of this round of treatment of the throat medicine, to be precise, is the treatment of severe internal support.

The pill grade is also the first grade of supernatural power.

Although the pill is called Hui, it is not really able to bring the dead back to life and take their lives from the hands of the king, but to give a sigh of relief to the dying monk, so that he will not die immediately and can be followed up for treatment.

The pill for Huidan is not as complicated as the nine-turn broken barrier pill, and it requires much less elixir, only eighteen elixir.

The main medicine is Huicao, which is also the source of the name of the pill.

As in the second round, Ning Yang closed his eyes and fully simulated the refining process of Huidan in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Other participating pharmacists are also studying pill prescriptions, adding even a hint of confidence to the future refining medicine.

Time passed quickly and silently, and an hour passed by in no time.

"Boom"

The ringing of the bell means that the third round of screening has officially begun.

Even so, all the pharmacists did not start refining the medicine, because this time the comparison was not the speed of refining the medicine, but the efficacy of the pill. It was not in a hurry.

However, after a while, a pharmacist started.

Because this time is different from the second round, three panacea are provided, that is, everyone has three chances.

Most pharmacists are probably practicing their hands for the first two times, solving various problems in the refining process, and then trying their best for the third time.

But Ning Yang didn't think so, he was going to do his best from the beginning.

The closed eyes opened, and Ning Yang lightly pressed his left hand against the wall of the Shuanglong Ding, and the magic element of the magical power realm poured out.

"puff!"

The scarlet pill fire rose, baking the medicine cauldron hot.

"Snapped!"

With a heavy shot with the right hand, a total of eighteen elixir on the wooden plate flew up one after another, and fell into the medicine pot for the first time.

Ning Yang's actions were too bold and bold. All the pharmacists who hadn't started refining medicine were shocked, and then the audience who saw this scene were shocked.

"What is he doing? Isn't the third round faster than anyone else!"

"It's inevitable that young people will be proud and arrogant if they achieve a little!"

"Provide yourself!"

"Haha, one less competitor!"

Chapter 144

Although the ridicule and questioning sound rang, Ning Yang seemed to have not heard it at all, and his movements remained smooth without any distortion.

"Hey!"

The first elixir of the elixir fell down, and the fire tongue of the pill fire licked, and the elixir turned into a light green powder in an instant, and the impurities contained in the elixir also turned into fly ash in this lick. .

The second elixir fell, "".

The third elixir fell, "".

...

Finally, the elixir fell, "".

All this was completed in just a few breaths, and in a blink of an eye, the eighteen-flavored elixir turned into a ball of powder and a pool of liquid medicine.

The laughter and questioning in the audience suddenly stopped, as if a rooster crowing was pinched tightly around the neck, leaving only a low, vague "uh uh" sound.

Isn't this because he easily won the next place in the first two rounds, so he was arrogant and arrogant, thinking that he could do everything, and ended up ruining himself?

In fact, he has a recipe for refining medicine that exceeds everyone's imagination, and his level of refining medicine can be called a monster?

"Cough...cough cough..."