"Sneer----"

In the three-foot medicine tripod, the flame of the orange flame stone calcined the medicinal herbs one by one, making bursts of sound.

The seal knot in the hand of the third-order alchemist changed, carefully controlling the temperature of the flame to prevent the medicinal herbs from being incinerated by too much medicinal power.

This process lasted for half an hour, and her movements gradually stopped, sweating on her forehead, and a faint fragrance of medicine wafted out from the furnace.

At this time, the female disciples of Lingyan Pavilion who had fallen into a coma were even more pale, and their lips had turned black and purple, which was a little dangerous.

Seeing this scene, Ling Qingzhu and Ling Qingxuan couldn't help but feel anxious in their hearts, but they didn't dare to urge the third-order alchemist.

"It's too slow, I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on at all. Jiang Mo said out loud.

Ling Qingzhu and Ling Qingxuan might have been worried about angering this third-order alchemist, but Jiang Mo was not worried at all.

"Boy, what are you talking about?" Hearing this, the third-order alchemist extinguished the orange flame stone, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Jiang Mo with a faint hint of anger.

As a third-order alchemist, her identity is extremely noble, and on weekdays, even the Ling Qingzhu sisters are very respectful to her, how can Jiang Mo question it?

"I'm just telling the fact that with your refining speed, you won't have time to treat them. Jiang Mo spread his hands and said seriously.

At this time, the third-order alchemist had already taken out four or five pills with a slight trace of impurities from the medicine tripod, handed them to Ling Qingzhu, and said, "Give them these pills first." ”

Then, she turned to Jiang Mo again, and said with a proud expression: "Accusing me of being slow in refining medicine, I want to ask, what kind of confidence do you rely on?"

"Maybe your martial arts cultivation is the best among everyone, but where is the art of alchemy as simple as martial arts cultivation?"

"If you really think that my refining speed is slow, you can go and ask someone else to come over, or refine it yourself. ”

As she spoke, she was already about to put away the medicine pod, flicked her sleeves, and wanted to leave.

With his identity, this third-order alchemist was also full of momentum when he spoke, as if he was born superior.

"Young Master Jiang Mo, forget it, Sister Ying's alchemy skills are second to none in our Lingyan Pavilion, and no one can compare to her. Ling Qingxuan hurriedly came out to persuade her, for fear that this Ying sister would stop doing it.

"Miss Qingxuan, I want to ask, how much do you need to pay this 'honorable' alchemist for inviting her?" Jiang Mo turned his head to look at Ling Qingxuan and said.

"I need to pay Sister Ying three million gold coins a year. Ling Qingxuan thought about it for a moment and replied honestly.

Hearing this, Jiang Mo turned his gaze to the so-called 'Sister Ying' and said, "Since Ling Yan Pavilion has paid you so much, at this critical time, if you say you don't do it, isn't it not quite in line with the noble identity of an alchemist?"

The remuneration of three million gold coins is indeed a lot, but this 'Sister Ying' is still putting up a shelf everywhere.

"Hmph, what am I doing, I don't need your kid to interfere yet!" The Ying sister was obviously angry, and turned to leave.

Although her strength is not very good, with this alchemy technique, no matter where she goes, she will be treated as a guest.

"Sister Ying, what Jiang Mo Gongzi said is just some urgent words, don't take it to heart, these sisters of Ling Yan Pavilion are still waiting for you!" Seeing this, Ling Qingxuan hurriedly pleaded.

However, Sister Na Ying seemed to have a huge shelf, and she didn't pay attention to Ling Qingxuan's dissuasion at all.

"Miss Qingxuan, you don't have to pull her, if I remember correctly, this is already a relatively inner part of the Aoki Forest, and there is no shortage of some fierce fourth-order desolate beasts, if she thinks that she can go out by relying on her own strength, she will be fine." Jiang Mo smiled faintly.

Hearing Jiang Mo's words, Sister Ying's steps forward suddenly stagnated.

Her gaze swept over the fourth-order desolate beast that had been killed, and she couldn't help but hesitate a little when she thought of the Wind Thunder Winged Tiger she had encountered before.

According to her martial arts cultivation, at most she has reached the second-order great martial arts, and even most of the Lingyan Pavilion disciples here are inferior.

Not to mention that it is a fourth-order desolate beast, even if she encounters a slightly stronger third-order desolate beast, her life has to be explained here.

"My status is so noble, I must not die in the mouth of a desolate beast. As soon as she thought of this, she came back and said, "Since you said that I received the money from Ling Yan Pavilion, then I will finish what I should do." ”

Seeing Sister Ying come back in a gloomy manner, take out the medicine pod again, and continue refining the antidote, Ling Qingxuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and her beautiful eyes turned to look at Jiang Mo.

She was so curious about Jiang Mo that even this kind of alchemist, who thought highly of herself, was obedient to Jiang Mo's tidying up.

"Forget it, you don't need to refine the antidote, your speed is too slow, and the effect is not very good. Jiang Mo pursed his lips and said.

Hearing this, Ling Qingxuan and Sister Ying were a little surprised, and looked at Jiang Mo in confusion.

"What, do you have a better way to detoxify them?" Sister Ying raised her eyebrows and sneered, and then said confidently: "Except for me, no one present can unravel their poison!"

Ling Qingxuan also looked at Jiang Mo suspiciously, although this Ying sister's attitude was a little disgusting, but after all, she was also a third-order alchemist.

Jiang Mo didn't want her to continue refining medicine, what about the other female disciples of Lingyan Pavilion who were poisoned?

"Hmph, you're not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue. Jiang Mo shook his head, and then said, "Just look at their reactions." ”

Hearing Jiang Mo's words, Ling Qingxuan looked at the poisoned female disciples and saw that they had only opened their eyes, but their faces were still ugly and bluant.

Ling Qingzhu also shook his head at this side, signaling that the antidote pill refined by Sister Ying was not very effective.

"What do you know? The Shadow Bat is so poisonous that even the antidote pill I refined won't take effect so quickly. Sister Ying argued.

Jiang Mo looked at the five or six female disciples who were still in a coma, and shook his head, unwilling to waste his words with this Ying sister again.

"Actually, it's not that difficult to solve the poison of the ghost bat. You'll see it clearly. Jiang Mo glanced at Sister Ying deeply.

As the words fell, Jiang Mo stroked Zichen's ring lightly and took out more than a dozen medicinal herbs from it, all of which he had obtained from the Great Wilderness.

With Jiang Mo's experience in refining medicine in his previous life, it was simply easy to configure an antidote.

"This kid actually has space treasures, it's not easy!" Looking at the purple ring on Jiang Mo's hand, Sister Ying was surprised.

Jiang Mo didn't have time to pay attention to everyone's reactions, after the medicinal herbs were taken out, his right palm spread out, and suddenly a wisp of cyan flame emerged from his palm.

Immediately after, he threw the dozen or so medicinal herbs into the cyan flames in an orderly manner.

Jiang Mo doesn't need a medicine tripod, he can refine medicine out of thin air!

(End of chapter)