Mo Jiuqing's Prince's Mansion resources were not blown, and within a minute, all the materials that Chu Luo wanted were ready.

Chu Luo looked at this dazzling array of materials and couldn't help but sigh:

It's good to be rich!

"Whew~" Chu Luo exhaled a breath of miscellaneous air, sat down cross-legged, lit a strange fire, and used his spiritual power to refine medicine.

First put in the Yiling Grass, it was almost destroyed, and it seems that the grandmaster-level alchemist is not very easy to promote.

This is similar to the saying in Tai Chi, "One life gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things." All things are negative yin and embrace yang, and they are impulsive and peaceful. ”

The process of differentiation of medicinal materials in the Ding furnace is very short, and there are many populations of differentiation, and the speed is comparable to the division speed of bacteria.

The slightest distraction can be ruined!

When he put down the main medicine Golden Silk Weed, the pill turned black sharply, and Chu Luo couldn't save it.

Dan Waste.

Once, twice, three times, four times...... Ten times, eleven times, twelve times...... Twenty ......

There is only one last piece of golden silk weeds left.

Chu Luo frowned, no, it is very likely that it will be wasted this time, but there is only the last one left.

However, I had to give it a try.

Chu Luo once again got rid of distracting thoughts and entered the refining medicine.

Yiling grass, unicorn flower, peony orchid...... Gou Dan, Dangren...... Golden silk weeds, unscrupulous seedlings......

Great, just one last step!

You will soon be promoted to a grandmaster-level alchemist!

Ahem cough cough –

Mo Shuying, who was on the soft collapse, let out a violent cough, Chu Luo frowned, Mo Shuying's golden needle should be changed, but Cheng Dan still needed a quarter of an hour.

Is Mo Shuying's life important or is it important to be a grandmaster-level alchemist?

Chu Luo was very entangled, and Mo Shuying on the soft collapse coughed even more.

Forget it, Mo Shuying is important.

Chu Luo got up and went to change the golden needle for Mo Shuyingdu.

The last medicine is gone.

That's right, I'm still forty percent sure.

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Shuying's cough had been relieved, and the whole person had returned to its original quiet and sweetness.

Chu Luo rubbed her eyebrows and sighed, she could feel that as long as she tried again, she would definitely succeed.

Chu Ling couldn't get used to it: "Luoluo, it's okay, there are many golden weeds, and there are many in the space."

Chu Luo looked confused: "Why don't I know?"

Chu Ling: "You refine the pill first, and the rest will be talked about later." ”

Chu Luo: "There's still a lot of time, it's okay for you to say."

Chu Ling: "Don't call me sister, I'll call you sister, there is still an hour before the scheduled time!" ”

"You've gone crazy in refining medicine, haven't you? It's been days! ”

Chu Luo: "What the hell?!" It's almost time?! Then don't talk about it for now. ”

Chu Luo took out some golden silk weeds that had been cut by Chu Yan from the space, and began refining the medicine again.

Yiling grass, unicorn flower, peony orchid......

The medicinal herbs were put in one by one, just as Chu Luo expected, everything went smoothly, and it was a success immediately!

Chu Luo was excited, and the medicinal liquid in the medicine tripod directly turned gray-brown, Chu Luo frowned, her remaining spiritual power could not support her to turn all this.

Chu Jing knew that he couldn't disturb her and add pressure to her, but he couldn't help but speak:

"Luoluo, there is only a quarter of an hour left!"

Chu Luo was even more confused.

It's about to be abolished!

Chu Luo's spiritual power is now at its limit, and he is about to faint.

PS: I don't want to write, I'll make up for it tomorrow, good night, and I'll pick you Mimi.