When Zhang Fan poured all the unpleasant and ugly black paste residues into the medicine pod, everyone was stunned.

"What?"

"All the waste residue is poured into the medicine pod, doesn't that affect the refining of medicine?"

"Damn, what the hell is this guy up to?"

"Could it be that this guy wants to use waste residue to refine medicine?"

"What are you kidding? The reason why it is called waste residue is because it is wasted. No matter how awesome an alchemist is, it's impossible to refine elixir from waste residue, right? ”

Na Nanwang still looked disdainful, and snorted coldly: "Grandstanding!" ”

Just as he finished speaking, Zhang Fan's right hand began to ignite.

In the palm of his right hand, a blue-white flame condensed.

The outer flame is blue and the inner flame is white.

As soon as this strange flame appeared, everyone present was surprised.

"How is this flame blue-white?"

"What the hell is this?"

"Are you sure it's flames?"

But the layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

When the shopkeeper's grandfather saw the blue-white flame, his eyes instantly became much clearer: "Netherworld Ghost Fire!" ”

When the shopkeeper heard this, he was surprised: "Grandpa, is this really a ghostly fire?" ”

As for Nanwang, he only opened his mouth slightly at this time, and his eyes widened.

As a third-level alchemist, how could he not know about the Netherworld Ghost Fire, one of the three major divine fires?

But according to legend, no one can refine the Nether Ghost Fire, not even the former God of Medicine.

How the hell does this guy do it?

At the same time, a sense of frustration arose in his heart.

He thought that his talent was already the strongest.

As a result, this kid's talent far crushed himself.

If that's not all, you can surpass this kid with hard work.

But this kid has already refined the Netherworld Ghost Fire, one of the three major divine fires.

In this way, there is almost no hope of surpassing this kid.

At this moment, from childhood to adulthood, he was smooth sailing, and his psychology suffered a major blow.

At the same time, Zhang Fan's Netherworld Ghost Fire caused the surrounding temperature to drop instantly, and the entire medicine tripod was frozen.

Just now, these materials have been subjected to too high temperatures, and they can't withstand the slightest direct roasting at this time.

You can only lower the surrounding temperature first, and then slowly warm it up little by little.

In Zhang Fan's mind, the nano watch monitors everything in the medicine tripod in real time, reminding Zhang Fan to heat up or cool down at any time.

Inside the medicine pod, those black pastes froze into a black ice lump at the temperature of the extreme bottom.

Then, as the surrounding temperature gradually rises, the ice lumps slowly melt.

The powder in the ice lump sank to the bottom in the constant change of temperature.

The liquid in the ice cube was evaporated above the pod.

After Zhang Fan separated the powder from the liquid, he used the Nether Ghost Fire to refine it.

After purification, the best parts of it are extracted.

Eventually, he fused the liquids and powders together.

This process lasted about twenty minutes.

Twenty minutes later, a medicinal fragrance spread from the pod.

This medicinal fragrance wafted away in the wind, making everyone around feel refreshed.

There is only one person, not only does not feel relaxed, but also feels that his heart has sunk to the bottom.

This person is Na Nanwang.

He knew that Zhang Fan had succeeded.

However, he was still unwilling.

He still had the last glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that Zhang Fan would fail at the last moment.

However, two minutes later, a drop of golden-yellow, glowing liquid flowed from the mouth of the catheter into the jade bottle.

At this moment, everyone present was silent.

Although everyone saw that Zhang Fan had successfully refined the elixir, they were so shocked that no one even spoke.

It wasn't until a moment later that anyone came to their senses.

"Cheng ...... Succeeded......"

"Unexpectedly...... It was actually made into an elixir from waste residue! ”

"And it's a top-grade elixir!"

"I'll go, it's just unreasonable!"

"This guy isn't human at all!"

"In the eyes of others, it is just a pile of useless scum, and he has been so drummed up that he has actually drummed up a top-grade third-grade elixir!"

"That pile of waste is not even worth a power stone; This top-grade third-grade elixir is worth billions of energy stones! ”

"Turn waste into treasure, turn decay into magic. This is the real god-level alchemist! ”

"It seems that the alchemists are divided into two gears, the other alchemists are the first gear, and Zhang Fan is the only one!"

……

In the overwhelming exclamations and praises around him, Nan Wang, the king of southern medicine, was as dead as ashes, his eyes were blank, and he seemed to be dozens of years old in an instant.

and the high-spirited and beautiful image of a beautiful son when he came just now.

Defeated.

Utterly defeated.

Growing up, he never failed.

But this time, he was a complete defeat. Defeated so simply, so defeated that he didn't even have a chance to resist.

This guy named Zhang Fan has been refining twice and succeeding twice. The success rate is 100 percent, which has already made him a complete failure.

And what hit him the most was that this guy actually used the waste residue that he failed to refine by himself, and successfully refined the top-grade third-grade elixir.

What could be more devastating?

At this moment, Nanwang's previous ambition disappeared without a trace in an instant.

It's like you're in the desert with thirst and heat, going through a difficult journey of more than ten days, crossing sand dunes, and seeing you climb over the highest sand dune in front of you, and then you're out of the desert.

But when you actually climb the highest sand dunes, what you see is a larger, more continuous, endless desert.

The desperation can be imagined.

At this time, the two light gauze women saw that Nanwang seemed to be a little wrong, and the two of them hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed Nanwang's arm from left to right, and persuaded:

"Young Master Nan, what is a failure? Our Young Master Nan is the most talented, we ......"

However, before they could finish speaking, Nanwang had already shook off their arms, hung his head, and slowly turned to leave.

On his feet, he seems to be wearing heavy shackles.

At this time, Zhang Fan turned his head and looked at the shopkeeper's grandfather.

The owner's grandfather didn't speak, but turned around and entered the store, straight through the side door, and inside.

Zhang Fan also followed into the store and passed through the side door.

The shopkeeper entered the store and said to everyone, "I'm sorry everyone, it's not early, the shop is closed." ”

As he spoke, he closed the door.

Zhang Fan didn't immediately follow, but first let the nano watch hack into the super watches of everyone on the scene, and deleted the self-refining process they had just filmed.

Be a man, or after the low point.

Then he followed the shopkeeper to a room in the back.

The shopkeeper's grandfather lay directly on the bed, ripped off his clothes, and said, "Come on." ”

"Uh......"

Zhang Fan has a black line.

What's coming?

How?

At this moment, in Zhang Fan's body, the trace of ghostly fire began to shake violently uncontrollably.