Several times, He Chong couldn't help but want to say to Fu Xianyi, "You slow down, I haven't caught up yet!"

However, he naturally didn't dare to say this, so he could only watch Fu Xiyi's movements with all his might, and at the same time throw medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this time, Fu Freehand was already ready to blow up the furnace at any time.

This time he wasn't standing in the center of the explosion-proof formation, so if there was an explosion, he would have to get through it on his own.

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However, Fu Xianyi was a little surprised that after He Chong followed him to refine sixty or seventy kinds of medicinal materials one after another, there was no fryer.

For a while, Fu Xianyi couldn't help but exclaim in his heart: The alchemist who can break into the finals is really not simple.

But what Fu Freehand didn't know was that it wasn't He Chong's luck or strength, but that in order to keep up with his techniques and speed, he even used his own exclusive natal skills.

At this time, Fu Freehand's movements were twice as slow in He Chong's eyes, so he would keep up with his movements!

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At this time, on the top floor, the eyes of the elders of the Alchemist Association had already fallen on He Chong.

"This son has a great understanding!"

"Yes, although he has been imitating Fu Xiyi's movements next to him, he has not made a mistake until now, which shows that his ability is excellent!"

"That's right, after all, this He Chong has only broken through the seventh-grade alchemist for a few days, and there are a few medicinal materials in it that are relatively unpopular, I estimate that he may not even recognize all the medicinal materials!"

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For a while, He Chong became the object of everyone's discussion.

But at this time, only He Chong himself knew how difficult it was for him to hold on.

Fu Xiyi's movements are so skillful, he doesn't look like a person refining the Purple Spirit Pill for the first time, if he hadn't been memorizing the Pill before, he would have suspected that the other party had refined the Purple Spirit Pill!

And he was a genuine seven-rank pill outside of the second refining assessment competition, so in order to keep up with Fu Freehand's movements, his physical, mental, and eyesight were already seriously overdrawn.

If this continues, he estimates that he will not be able to survive the last step at all!

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Fu Xiyi didn't fail to notice the changes in He Chong.

His breathing had begun to become unstable.

But now was the critical period for him to fuse all the medicinal liquids, and he couldn't be distracted in the slightest, so he could only temporarily lay a simple defensive enchantment around him, and then began to devote himself to refining the medicine.

And at this moment, a series of explosions began to sound around again.

Fortunately, most alchemists didn't think that they would succeed in one attempt, so after many people blew up the furnace, they temporarily extinguished the Dan fire in the Dan furnace and turned to look at other alchemists who were still refining medicine.

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And the surrounding explosions quickly affected He Chong.

After his alchemy furnace was swept away by the air wave generated by the explosion, the Dan fire in the Dan furnace immediately moved, and then, the medicinal materials he had just put into the alchemy furnace were because of the wrong heat, and instantly turned into a ball of medicinal liquid that was much less than expected and merged into the remaining medicinal liquid.

The Purple Spirit Pill pays the most attention to the balance between various medicinal properties, so after being thrown into the medicinal materials that had evaporated a large amount of medicinal liquid, He Chong's alchemy furnace soon began to make a scalp-numbing sound of "snort".

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Hearing the sound coming from the alchemy furnace, He Chong's face suddenly turned pale.

He's only managed to get to this point, is he's going to fail?!

But seeing Fu Xianyi's light breeze and the appearance of the old god there, He Chong's heart suddenly became very unhappy.

Why was he so unlucky to be distorted by the waves of anger, but this guy was not affected at all?!

Thinking like this, He Chong's eyes couldn't help but darken, and then as if to make up for his mistake just now, he prepared to throw the second copy of the same medicinal herb into the alchemy furnace.

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However, as soon as He Chong's hand picked up the medicinal herbs, his alchemy furnace shook violently uncontrollably, and then made a violent explosion sound of "bang".

He Chong had already refined about eighty or ninety kinds of medicinal materials, so the medicinal power contained in his alchemy furnace at this time was very huge.

Therefore, as soon as his alchemy furnace exploded like this, many of the alchemists around him who had not yet started refining the medicine, and the alchemy furnace in front of him were all shaken by this sudden terrifying wave of aura.

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The alchemists who were more than a dozen positions away from He Chong were all affected, not to mention Fu Xianyi, who was just a few meters away from him.

Although Fu Shuyi had long expected that He Chong would blow up the furnace, but at this time he was in the critical step of fusing the medicinal liquid, so after the explosion occurred, even if Fu Shuyi laid a defensive enchantment around him and tried his best to control his arm, in the end, it was still because of the slight vibration of the ground, which caused his alchemy furnace to tremble at this critical period.

"Whew!"

After a violent evaporation sound, the medicinal liquid in Fu Freehand's alchemy furnace, which was enough for the size of a basketball, instantly turned into a white vapor and disappeared into the air.

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Seeing the failure of Fu Freehand's alchemy, He Chong's heart couldn't help but feel a sense of joy.

Hmph, Lao Tzu failed, don't think about success!

And next, He Chong took out a lot of pills that replenished physical and mental strength, and stuffed them into his mouth.

His spiritual power was almost exhausted, and there were still nine days to go, so he had to recover his physical strength and mental power as soon as possible to refine the next round of Purple Spirit Pill.

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And Fu Shuyi looked at He Chong lightly, without the slightest look of chagrin and pain at the critical moment on his face.

After extinguishing the flames in the alchemy furnace, Fu Shuyi sat cross-legged on the futon behind him and breathed like many alchemists who failed halfway and lost a lot of spiritual power.

After sitting on the futon, Fu Shuyi took out the elixir that Murong Jiujiu gave him last time.

Seeing the smooth and round pill with dan lines in his palm, Fu Xianyi couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, and then hurriedly closed his palm and quickly swallowed the pill in his hand.

No wonder the little junior sister is not interested in the Alchemist Competition!

The current junior sister is at least a nine-rank alchemist, right?!

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Thinking of this, Fu Freehand couldn't help but close his eyes, and his heart became more and more calm.

The little junior sister is so powerful, how can he, who is a senior brother, still be so weak?

Feeling the boiling medicinal power constantly moisturizing his limbs, Fu Xiyi was calm and moved in his heart.

With this elixir, he didn't have to worry even if his mental power was exhausted halfway!

And about an hour later, Fu Shuyi suddenly opened his eyes, and then stood up again.

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Seeing Fu Freehand's movements, the elders of the Alchemist Association were stunned for a moment, "Why did he rest so quickly?"

You know, mental power is extremely difficult to recover!