Traveling through the heavens as a myth

"Ok!"

Ding Hongkuo nodded heavily and walked towards the central stone platform.

In the exclusive area of ​​the water law school to the west, there is also a young boy with a beautiful appearance, and the waves in his eyes seem to contain deep love.

It was the boy named Mizusuki who had seen him at the entrance of the convention hall before.

Both of them boarded the stone platform at the same time, Ding Hongkuo took the lead in calling out the medicine pot, but Shui Wuyue took out a mirror.

What is he going to do?

All the alchemists of the Fire School were puzzled, including Ning Yang.

Although I heard from the master Jiang Ziang that the pharmacists of the Water Method School use Lingquan to refine the medicine, but they don’t know what the Lingquan looks like.

Moreover, after so many years of secret development, it is still unknown what changes have been made to the refining methods of the water-based pharmacists.

Shui Wuyue threw the mirror forward, and then landed gently.

The moment the mirror fell to the ground, something strange happened.

The mirror expanded dozens of times in an instant, turning into a large circle.

Then, within the circular envelope, the originally flat stone ground instantly turned into a calm water pool.

The water in the pool is crystal clear and has a deep depth.

Could it be Lingquan?

Shui Wuyue took out several three-inch-high jade bottles from the storage container, and then poured the liquid in the jade bottles into the water pond Zheng

Colorful and unknown liquids are poured into the water pool, and the water pool is dyed into areas of different colors.

"Flap! Pop! Pop!"

I saw countless bubbles rising in the pool, and then burst, it seems that what happened to those unknown liquids.

After a quarter of an hour, all the colors disappeared, and the pool became clear again.

When Shui Wuyue saw it, he did not hurriedly threw a strain of elixir into the pool of suspected spiritual spring

"Ch! Chuck! Chuck!"

The elixir plants dissolved in the water pool one after another, and the dissolved essence of the elixir gathered in the center of the water pool.

"drink!"

Shui Wuyue drank in a low voice, and printed out one by one, each rune was punched into the pool, splashing a lot of water.

Soon, a whirlpool formed in the pool, and the bottom of the whirlpool was the essence of the fusion.

Under the power of the vortex, the essence of the elixir slowly merged, gradually forming the shape of an elixir.

Time passed quietly, and an hour later, the vortex still began to slow down.

"drink!"

Shui Wuyue gave a low cry again, and patted the ground with both hands.

"Boom!"

A column of water rushed up from the pool, and a pill crossed an arc, and fell into the palm of Shui Wuyue's open palm.

Chapter 156

Shui Wuyue's pill refining was completed, but the other side was still in the final stage of pill formation.

Shui Wuyue took the pill in her hand, turned her head and glanced at Ding Hongkuo, a smile slowly appeared on her face.

"Hahaha! Fire School is nothing but that! Now even the speed of refining medicine is slower than our Water School!"

His words naturally aroused the anti-blessing of all the alchemists of the Fire School and the audience who supported the Fire School.

"What are you doing?"

"Age, so arrogant!"

"It's better than whose medicine is now, and it's not better than speed!"

...

Shui Wuyue remained unmoved in the face of such an overwhelming shout, still with a mocking smile on her face.

Seeing that he didn't care, the audience turned to Ding Hongkuo.

"defeat him!"

"Defeat the Water Law School!"

"Defeat the Water Law School!"

A shout came into Ding Hongkuo's ears, but it did not have the corresponding effect.

Faced with such high expectations and such a huge pressure, Ding Hongkuo shook his hand, causing the pill fire in the medicine cauldron to become disordered.

Hearing a "puff" sound, a gray smoke rose with a burnt smell.

Refining medicine failed!

The entire conference hall suddenly became quiet, and then the curse resounded throughout the audience.

"inability!"

"waste!"

"What do you want?"

"Get out of the Alchemist Association!"

...

Ding Hongkuo's face was gray, his eyes staring at the medicine cauldron in front of him blankly, his body under his robe trembling slightly.

What are the serious consequences of failing to refine medicine in such an important competition?

Will he be punished or even expelled from the Association of Alchemists?

Will you be torn to pieces by angry audiences?