Chapter 2275: Slapping the face is a serious matter
Palm alchemy, which belongs to the "fancy skills" in alchemy, is only occasionally played by the bigwigs in the alchemy world, because if you don't use Ding Alchemy, you need to pay more than a hundred times the original spiritual power.
After alchemy like this, people have to overdraft and prostrate, and few people are willing to do this, except for bigwigs and fools.
Yin Wushuang is not a bigwig-level figure, and he doesn't look stupid, so alchemy can only explain one reason: she doesn't have a tripod, and the tripod may be lost or broken, and she can't take it out for a while.
"Palm alchemy? A small nine-rank alchemist has so much spiritual power? The tenth princess squeezed out a mocking expression on her chubby face, and saluted the empress: "Mother Emperor, Feng Mingyin is the daughter of the Queen Mother and the sister of the old ten." Alchemy is not child's play, Lao Shi implored the mother emperor to send a professional alchemist from the palace to save Feng Mingyin! ”
The tenth princess accentuated her tone on the word "professional".
The matter has come to this, Feng Mingyin can't die, if she dies, the mother emperor will definitely open the blood oath stone to block the mouth of Youyou.
Feng Mingyin wants to live, but it is not the turn of this female cultivator named Yin Wushuang to save her
She doesn't deserve it!
Still palm alchemy? Don't weigh yourself a few pounds and taels!
"That's true." The empress nodded and instructed the guards, "Quickly invite the royal alchemist to come." ”
When the words landed, a shout came from the banquet: "Yin Wushuang is going to marry Dan, Dan is going to be!" ”
"Yudan needs more mental strength, can she hold it?"
"I see she's sweating profusely!"
The guards hurriedly left the table with the empress's words and went to invite the alchemist.
The tenth princess glanced at Yin Wushuang, whose face was getting whiter and paler, and said coldly: "It's only an ordinary nine grades, so you dare to refine the pill in your palm, and if you don't refine it, you will eat yourself!" Young people are reckless! ”
The tenth princess didn't like Yin Wushuang, she hadn't forgotten how Yin Wushuang had fueled the flames and pushed her to the forefront just now.
In Yin Wushuang's palm, the medicinal herbs had already gathered into a pile, slowly rotating into a circle, and slowly changing color.
When the color becomes almost the same, the elixir becomes, this is the most critical step in alchemy, and there must not be the slightest deviation.
"She's going to make it! She's going to succeed! Oh, my God! In the public chair, an ordinary-looking princess covered her lips and exclaimed, feeling that all this was too shocking!
Even Feng Wushuang in the ball of light floated forward slightly for a distance, wanting to see it more realistically.
She was very shocked in her heart, in her cognition, no nine-rank alchemist could do palm alchemy!
Dan is going to be done!
Seeing that the pill was about to be born, a demonic wind suddenly blew from outside the hall, blowing the pill in Yin Wushuang's palm away from its original position.
There was a mistake in alchemy, and Yin Wushuang immediately suffered a backlash, with a fishy sweetness in his throat and blood bleeding from the corners of his lips.
[It's the hand of the Ten Princes!] Mo Baobao's eyes were sharp, and he said coldly: [I saw it. 】
The tenth princess wanted to forcibly interrupt the master's alchemy!
Yin Wushuang didn't have time to pay attention to the tenth princess, she hurriedly raised her left palm and put it on top of the pill, and with her right palm, it was like a furnace, wrapping the pill that had not yet succeeded.
The fire of the red fox in the ice field spun rapidly between the two, and the breeze that it brought up stirred up Yin Wushuang's bangs, making her preoccupied expression visible to everyone.
Under the light of the flames, Yin Wushuang's temperament was like a saint who saved the world, and even the birthmark on his face was blurred, which was not important.
After a few breaths, Yin Wushuang slowly withdrew the flames, and his flying hair slowly landed.
Dan, the refining was successful.