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Mark Twain's words made the others seem to have found a fulcrum: Since you said that you have refined the Seven Divine Elixirs, then you must let us refine the Seven Divine Elixirs. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although this is a bit of a rhetoric, after all, even if you know something, you don't necessarily have to teach it to others, so that others can learn the same technique.

But Yi Xing is here to do this, not to mention that Mark Twain is the top divine master, in the eyes of others, this kind of thing is not difficult, even they can restore most of the potions according to other people's retellings, if they don't use it because the Seven Divine Potions are too difficult, I'm afraid they don't need Mark Twain out at all.

But in Yi Xing's eyes, on the contrary, compared to the group of experienced people in front of him who stood at the pinnacle of pharmacists, he was more willing to teach the blank paper who had never touched potions.

At least they won't refute it, they won't doubt it, and the group of old guys in front of them, if they can easily accept everything Yi Xing said, it is a lie, and they are playing with Yi Xing as a fool with a negative IQ.

The people who are indignant about the arrangement of the Lord God in front of them are afraid that they will grasp every detail and ask questions, as if this will prove that they are better than the easy ones, and the Lord God will withdraw the arrangement.

But they didn't know that whether it was for the sake of majesty or face, it was impossible for the Lord God to take back the orders he had already given, at most when it proved that Yi Xing did not have enough strength, he just watched them Yi Xing stand in the air.

Originally, Yi Xing didn't plan to agree, but after thinking about it, he was arranged to know about this group of divine masters, if he didn't dare to say anything, he couldn't say it, and Mark Twain was a good person, and he also relieved himself, and he lost his face just now, although there was a factor of distrusting himself this time, but he also gave himself a step down, if he didn't agree again, it would be a slap in the face.

Thinking of this, Yi Xing nodded and agreed, but still said:

"Explain in advance, my method of refining potions is different from yours, so if there are any problems, don't open your mouth during the refining process, and wait until we finish refining before talking about other things. ”

Seeing that Yi Xing agreed, everyone was overjoyed.

As for Yi Xing's conditions, the process of refining potions requires full attention, and outsiders cannot be disturbed, and most of the people present are angry just because they feel that Yi Xing does not have the ability to know them, and if they really exceed their strength, it is too late to ask for advice, so how can there be no gift of not agreeing, and they all nodded and agreed, ensuring that they would not speak in the process of refining.

This made those ill-intentioned priests depressed in their hearts, and they didn't agree, but they were afraid that others would see through the malice and jealousy in their hearts, so they could only nod and agree.

But they don't sit still, their eyes keep rolling in their sockets, and they don't know what kind of harmful plot they are thinking.

"In that case, can we change all the current materials? ”

Yi Xing looked at the neatly placed various materials, and nodded secretly in his heart, but some of the materials were mishandled and could not be used, in order to take care of the good man's face, he did not replace those mishandled materials, but replaced all the materials except for the essence of the godhead with a new one.

Although Yi Xing did this, none of the people present knew what he meant, so they sarcastically mocked in their hearts one by one, but because of their commitments, they could only hold back.

Mark Twain's face was also dark, but he didn't get angry, but really told those on standby to prepare a new potion material.

The people on call outside had already received a notice from the main god that the restriction that a divine master could only use one copy had been lifted, so they quickly brought a new material over.

"Wraith grass, take out the core, and throw the rest away. ”

As soon as Yi Xing opened his mouth, those divine masters couldn't help but want to object, because as we all know, the core and leaves of the Wraith Spirit Grass are different, the leaves are a very precious medicinal material, and the core of the Wraith Spirit Grass has no effect, that is, it has no effect, whether it is good or bad, it is a recognized waste in the medicine industry.

Any potion can be added to the core of the Wraith, as it will not have any effect, but usually the apothecary will remove it, because there is a core, which affects the feel and accuracy of refining.

Therefore, when he heard that the impact was only the core of the Wraith Grass, this recognized waste, there would be such a big reaction.

"Don't you understand why I need this waste material? Actually, the reason is very simple, do you really think that a waste that does not affect the medicinal properties of other materials at all is waste?"

Seeing that many Divine Masters were lost in thought, Yi Xing continued: "In my eyes, the core of this Spirit Grass is much more useful than its leaves, they are extremely powerful neutralizers, without them, how can you make the Divine Essence and those potions fuse?"

In fact, not everyone thinks that the core of the Wraiths is a waste, and there are several divine masters present who have studied the role of the core of the Wraiths, but they have not been able to produce any results, and they can only give up in the end.

However, giving up doesn't mean that they really think that the core of the Wraith Grass is a waste, it just that they can't find good evidence that the grass core is useful.

Now that Yi Xing has said the role of the grass core, they are the most happy, because it proves that their opinion is not wrong, the efforts of the year are not wishful thinking, but the direction they chose is wrong, of course, it is also because they have not encountered the Seven Divine Elixirs, otherwise they can study the effect of the grass core if they are given time.

Mark Twain quickly plucked the grass core and put it in a special place, but he didn't throw away the leaves, but found an open space to put them.

Looking at the grass cores on the quilt plate, which were full and without a trace of additional scars, Yi Xing had to admire Mark Twain's technique in handling medicinal herbs.

"Ghost face flower, take the part of the eyes ......"

"Okay. ”

"Dragon's tooth bone, I want the pulp inside the tooth ......"

"Okay. ”

"Hundred-tongued bird, take the thirty-third tongue ......"

After this time, the priests were obviously much more honest, even if some of them were contrary to common sense, they didn't say anything, but watched quietly, kept their doubts in their hearts, and waited for them to finish before asking.

It's just that they didn't notice that as time went by, their doubts about Yi Xing became less and less, and the corresponding resentment in their hearts began to decrease.

But correspondingly, the hearts of others have become more unhappy, and the jealousy in their hearts has become deeper. These people were keenly aware that things were moving in a favorable direction, and one by one they were anxious and wanted to stop this situation.

It's just that in the face of this situation, they don't know what to do, so they can only watch Yi Xing sway there wantonly, slowly convincing everyone.

"No, if it goes on like this, this lucky guy will steal all our limelight, how can Master Hu still remember us. ”

"Yes, these should have belonged to us, but they were all snatched away by this guy. ”

"What else can I do, hurry up and find a way, snatch back what originally belonged to us, and let the Lord God know that we are his best choice. ”

There the ill-intentioned people made eye contact with each other, testing each other, trying to get the others to strike first.

"Happy grass, take its tears ......"

Suddenly, the sound of Yi Xing floated over the crowd and fell into the ears of these ill-intentioned people......