That night, Leng Feng began refining the intermediate potion. Although I had piggybacking and refining it a few times the day before, the quality of the potion had not been improved to the top grade, and the key was that the intermediate potion had more raw materials than the primary potion, so after the condensate was extracted, the difficulty of fusion would skyrocket.

The first potion that Leng Feng chose was the Intermediate Life Potion, which was different from the Primary Life Potion, and the former had to add a herb called heather.

For the condensation and extraction of heather, Leng Feng was not the first time to do it, so he quickly completed three bottles of heather herbal liquid.

Subsequently, Leng Feng started three attempts, but what made him helpless was that whenever these three potions were mixed, the temperature of the liquid would change drastically, although Leng Feng had the ability to minimize the degree of this change, but the best result was still that the quality of the potion was of medium grade.

"What's the problem?"

Leng Feng pondered hard, he tried his best to be perfect every step, but the quality of the potion was still in the middle grade, which made him puzzled.

Coincidentally, at the door of the room, it seemed that Xiao Lu got up to pee, and around his body, there were two faint halos, one yellow and one green, and in the center of the halo, there were two elemental magic balls that were almost too small to be smaller, if it weren't for Leng Feng's scanning with the Eye of Analysis, it would not have been found at all.

Xiao Lu has been able to condense the elemental magic ball so quickly and reach the balance, it seems that the talent is not bad, Xiao Gray may be a little bit worse, and it will take some time to master the elemental balance.

"Balance?"

Leng Feng suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, the refining of the primary potion was too smooth, making him ignore that the potions with different medicinal effects needed to be balanced before they were fused, and the two medicinal liquids Leng Feng could barely be controlled by external force, and when the three medicinal liquids could be reached, Leng Feng began to seem a little more than willing and insufficient. Only then did he remember that a classic book seemed to mention that the more advanced the potion refining, the more difficult it was to grasp the balance.

Realizing this, Leng Feng no longer cared about Xiao Lu who went to the toilet, but concentrated on starting to extract the condensate of the three herbs, and soon, three different bottles of liquid medicine were completed.

According to the method of balance that Leng Feng realized, he began to use the Eye of Analysis to control the flow rate and quality of the three medicinal liquids into the same crystal bottle, refining the intermediate life potion, the ratio of these three medicinal liquids needed to be one to one, at first Leng Feng simply thought that he only needed to refine the same amount of three bottles of medicinal liquid, but now he knows that this ratio is not just what it means.

With Leng Feng's careful control, the intensity of the reaction of the three medicinal liquids in the crystal bottle really decreased a lot, and when the three bottles of liquid medicine flowed out, the crystal bottle that mixed the liquid medicine suddenly showed a rose red, that kind of vigorous feeling, just like the bottle of potion in front of Leng Feng was no longer a potion, but an evergreen hundred-year-old tree.

The mid-grade high-grade potion, Leng Feng has finally finished refining, and he knows that the completion of the high-grade potion will not be far from the super-grade potion.

Thinking of this, Leng Feng continued to start refining.

One morning, three days after Leng Feng refined the mid-grade potion, the old man named Bieber arrived in a hurry at the Proudmoor Auction House with a letter, and then entered the reception hall backstage of the Proudmore Auction House.

When he saw Dai Lin, the old man hurriedly said, "Quick, call your sister out, I have something important to report." ”

"Okay, Uncle Bieber."

Seeing the old man's expression so eager, Dai Lin didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly went to Vivian's place and called her out.

"Uncle Bieber, why are you so anxious?" Vivien asked with a stroke of the broken hair on her forehead, a little puzzled.

"Your father has sent a letter asking you to go back three months early to marry the Onassis family, and your father thinks you can't win the bet, so he tells you to prepare early." The old man handed the letter to Vivien.

The moment Vivien finished reading it, she was a little dizzy, and if it weren't for Dai Lin holding her, she almost fell to the ground.

"My father is so ruthless, can he sacrifice my happiness in order to consolidate his royal power?" Vivien's face turned sad.

The old man also sighed secretly, how could he not know how much this delicate princess had suffered and suffered in Zangbao Bay in the past two years, and how many grievances she had suffered before she could achieve such a scale of the family's industry in Zangbao Bay. And all this is just because of this bet.

Now that Vivien is going to admit defeat, wouldn't marrying that fat-brained Hebrew ruin Vivian's life?

The more he thought about it, the more pity the old man felt.

Dai Lin also gritted his teeth, he couldn't wait to go to his father now to reason why he was so eager to push his sister into the fire pit.

At this moment, a burst of laughter rang out at an inopportune time.

"Hey, hey, sister Vivian, my brother came to see you again, have you received your father's letter?"

As he spoke, a fat man in a golden robe walked in, and his face was full of joy.

Who would this fat man be, if not Hebrew.

Seeing this Hebrew, Vivien's face turned pale, and she didn't even have the mentality of being a snake in the past.

When Hebrew saw Vivien holding a letter in his hand, his eyes, which were already too small, narrowed and smiled: "It seems that my sister has got this letter, and I believe that in half a year, your wedding and my wedding must be the grandest wedding in the history of the Kingdom of Kurtilas." ”

"Hebrew, have you finished speaking, and when you are done, please go out, you are not welcome here." Dalin looked at Hebrew's smug look and rebuked.

"Little Dalin, it's very rude to talk to your future brother-in-law like this." The Hebrews were a little displeased.

"Hmph, that bet hasn't been won yet, how do you know, my brother-in-law must be you, why don't you give me a non-stop roll." Dai Lin sneered.

The Hebrews have always been pampered, and even though Dalin is the son of a king, speaking like this has given him a lot of coldness in his heart.

"Hehe, little Dalin, Sister Vivien, then let's see."

Hebrew shook his fat and walked out of the auction house, surrounded by a group of sailors.

"Sister, just listen to this guy's words, I believe you will win." After Hebrew left, Dalin began to comfort Vivien.

"I hope so."

Vivian sighed softly, the time left for her was shortened again, she didn't know what to do, and her head was a mess, but even so, there was still a glimmer of hope in her heart, thinking of that solid back, Vivi felt a little confident out of thin air.

"Uncle Bieber, did you say he would refine a mid-grade super potion?" Vivien suddenly asked the old man named Bieber.

Seeing Vivien's look of anticipation, the old man sighed, "I believe that he will refine it, but no matter how talented a person is, he has just refined a junior super grade potion, and it is undoubtedly difficult to refine an intermediate super grade potion in three months!" ”

"Really?" Vivien's confidence was subtracted by a few points.

Just when Vivian felt disheartened, a strange fluctuation rippled in the room where Leng Feng was alchemy, and the potion in the crystal bottle suddenly formed a whirlpool, absorbing something floating in the air.

Looking at this change, Leng Feng's heart began to flutter and beat wildly, this kind of vision had appeared when refining the primary super grade potion. And this time, the duration is obviously much longer than that of the primary super grade potion.

The potion in the crystal bottle slowly changed from rose red to golden red, and a strong red light was released from the potion in the crystal bottle.

Seeing this scene, Leng Feng took a deep breath, he knew that he had finally refined the mid-grade super-grade potion.

"Congratulations to the user, the ability of the absolute spiritual realm has been improved, the range has been expanded, and within five meters, you can use spiritual attacks."

At the moment when the intermediate supergrade potion was refined, in Leng Feng's mind, the voice of the Origin of Titan rang out.

"Psychic attack?"

At first, Leng Feng was still a little puzzled, but when the Titan Source transmitted the relevant information, he realized that this spiritual attack was to use his spiritual power to slander the spirit and consciousness of others through his eyes.

Leng Feng immediately unleashed a spiritual attack, only to see a trace of white light quickly flashing in his pupils, if you don't look carefully, no one will know that he has launched an attack.

Looking at the time, it was already the afternoon of the day, Leng Feng drank a bottle of mana potion to sweep away the mental exhaustion, cleaned up a little, put this bottle of intermediate super life potion in his waist bag, and then walked out of the door and walked towards the Proudmore auction.