「...... A total of 279 people entered the second level. Two of them have refined the 'Wanhua Pill' medicinal power fusion degree of ninety percent, they are His Royal Highness Cheng Zixuan, the fourth prince of the first number, and Nie Kong of the thirty-third number, and there are four people with a fusion degree between eighty percent and fifty to ninety, and there are thirty people from eighty percent to eighty percent five......

It didn't take long for the results of the drug test to be summarized in the referee's seat, and then passed to the VIP seat and the onlookers behind.

The sea of people who had just been silent for a moment due to the end of the first level became boiling again, and there were actually thirty-six people with a fusion degree of more than eighty percent, especially two young elixir masters who had refined an elixir with a fusion degree of ninety, which was far beyond the previous "Thousand Elixir Society".

It can be seen that the strength of the young elixir masters who participated in the medicine competition this time is very good, and this means that the next competition will be more exciting, except for those who have relatives and friends who have been eliminated, everyone is talking with great interest, and they are looking forward to the final dragon fight.

Listening to the sound coming from behind, Nie Xingyun smiled, slipped behind Mu Zisi, and said with a fake smile: "Old man Mu, I'm really embarrassed, this time the old man's apprentice is a little ahead of your granddaughter. At this moment, the old guy had a feeling of raising his eyebrows.

Mu Zisi pretended not to hear, but the corners of his mouth twitched twice. Nie Xingyun found out about this, and his heart was even happier, and he said with a smile: "Old man Mu, with Nie Kong's little guy's ability, the hope of winning the first place is very great, and the old man will thank the disciples for the prize prepared by the Lingbao Pavilion. 」

It's just that Nie Kong's performance in this first level is much better than Mu Xiaoling, but it is a fact, and Mu Zisi couldn't find anything to refute, so he had to roll his eyes angrily. Seeing this situation, Lian Tianxin and the others around couldn't help but smile.

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At the high platform, with Mo Xingtu's order, those elixir masters who had been resting for more than ten minutes excitedly rushed up the second staircase. On the wide steps of the second floor, rows of low tables were also neatly arranged, but the tables were empty.

"The second level, dispensing!"

Mo Xingtu stepped onto the first step of the stairs and shouted loudly, "Here comes the pen and paper!" Another group of beautiful maids walked up to the high platform with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

"There are three formulas for elixirs written on the paper, each formula lacks a medicine, if you want to pass this second level, you must fill in the more suitable medicine before the hourglass is poured!......" Mo Xingtu laughed like a butcher looking at a group of lambs to the slaughter.

Behind Mo Xingtu, someone had already moved the previous hourglass up, but the sand in it was much less than in the first level.

"It's all over in one go!"

"To perfect the recipe of the three elixirs, oh my God, you might as well kill me!"

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As soon as the title of this second level came out, the elixir master was so anxious that his lips trembled. This level does not require spiritual power or alchemy, but the requirements for the elixir master are higher. Although the first level requires the identification of the prescription, it is possible to choose one of the six medicines, even if you don't know, you may be able to get it right.

However, in the second level, if you are not familiar with the surname of pharmacological medicine, you will not even have the possible surname of Meng, after all, there are thousands of drugs known in the Heavenly Spirit Continent.

"Let's go!"

Mo Xingtu didn't care what the elixir master who participated in the competition thought, seeing that the maid had finished sending the pen and ink, her right hand slashed down, and the hourglass flipped over, and the rustling sound sounded one after another.

The crowd of onlookers also knew that it was the critical moment, so they all closed their mouths and stared closely at the figures sitting at the low table on the high platform.

Nie Kong opened the half-folded paper, and there were three columns of text written on it, all of which were the names of drugs that could refine the first and second grade elixirs.

At this time, Nie Kong followed the two masters to study pharmacology for a month, and the role of the surname came into play. As soon as these medicine names entered his eyes, Nie Kong's mind could immediately flash their medicine names. However, if you want to complete the prescription, it is not enough to memorize the surname of the medicine.

The three elixir formulas on the paper did not appear, and they should have been temporarily figured out by the six fifth-grade elixir masters on the referee's seat for this elixir. Such a prescription is naturally not comparable to those elixir formulas that have been tempered for countless years, and most of the drugs lacking are more ambiguous and specious, and even the five-grade elixir masters themselves have not yet been determined.

Therefore, Mo Xingtu just said that he only asked everyone to fill in a "more suitable" drug, rather than a unique and accurate drug.

Nie Kong didn't start writing immediately, after memorizing the three formulas of medicine, he closed his eyes and sat quietly, and his brain was spinning rapidly.

As for Mu Xinjiang, who was playing soy sauce next to him, he was much more frizzy, his eyes lit up first, and he picked up the pen and wrote a few words. After writing it, Mu Xinjiang frowned again, crossed the name of the drug, thought hard for a moment, and continued to fill in the medicine on the paper.

After repeating this several times, half of the white paper has become black, but not even a recipe has been filled. At this moment, Mu Xinjiang suddenly heard a commotion from the silent crowd, and couldn't help but turn his eyes around, and saw that the fourth prince of No. 1 had already stood up.

With the filled recipe in hand, the four princes walked down the high platform leisurely. Before taking a step, he actually glanced in the direction of Nie Kong and Mu Xiaoling with a smile.

Why is this guy so fast? God bless him for not filling in a single prescription correctly, and he is out of the game directly! Mu Xinjiang scolded secretly, but he also knew that this was impossible, so he glanced at Nie Kong and saw him sitting there motionless with his eyes closed like a wooden carving, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.

If Nie Kong was brushed down at this second level, wouldn't the four princes be even more arrogant and proud? Mu Xinjiang was about to wake Nie Kong up, but as soon as his mouth opened, he felt a little wrong, and when he raised his eyes, he saw two eyes staring directly at him in front of him, as if as soon as he made a sound, the big hand like a strong man like a fan was about to grab him and drop his head high.

Mu Xinjiang had no choice but to pull his head down, extremely depressed.

In front of the referee's seat, the fourth prince, Cheng Zixuan, handed the paper to the far right. Vol Rong picked it up, looked at the newly added medicine names at the end of the three columns of prescriptions, and his eyes suddenly bloomed with a sparkling light, but he didn't say anything, just nodded slightly and handed it to Lian Tianxin next to him.

In the end, the paper was passed to Cheng Feiliu, who was on the far left. After reading the prescription, Cheng Feiliu stroked his beard and smiled with satisfaction.

Several referees exchanged glances, and Vol Rong nodded in appreciation, "Your Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, I didn't expect you to replenish the prescription so quickly. Very good, these three pills you filled in are very suitable, congratulations, the first one passed the second level and entered the third level below!"

Volron's voice was not loud, but it was transmitted very clearly. The crowd behind was in an uproar, and one after another eyes fell on Cheng Zixuan with admiration or admiration. Cheng Zixuan seemed to have known that this would be the result, his expression changed slightly, and he just looked at the high platform with a smile.

There, Nie Kong suddenly opened his eyes and picked up the brush resting on the inkstone......

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