Chapter 222: Choosing Dan Fang [Asking for Subscription!]

For the rule of completing the game in forty minutes, the alchemist players were very dissatisfied, but at the same time they were very helpless.

Rules are rules, and when they are formulated, they have their reason, and if you are not satisfied with them and it is none of their business, what they want is that you can follow his rules.

There are nearly 100 invigilators for the afternoon game, one of them is to ensure that the game is fair and impartial, and the other is to deal with some emergencies.

The group of invigilators of hundreds of people has been evenly dispersed at this time, and the contestants have begun to gather towards them.

Thousands of contestants got up from the ground one after another, and rushed over to find the nearest invigilator.

On Lin Xiu's side, in the position of the twentieth player, there was an invigilator, and there was a red box in front of the invigilator, which was used to draw Danfang.

At this time, many alchemists in the front row had already gathered and started to choose the Danfang.

Lin Xiu glanced to the side, and the Holy Stepson, Caidie and the others didn't move, they just looked at the queue over there to draw lots.

Retracting his gaze, Lin Xiu closed his eyes again, the Holy Stepson They didn't want to join in the fun, so he wouldn't go, it wasn't that he couldn't let go of his body, but there was no need for that at all.

What Dan Fang is drawn, it is all random to see luck, and it has nothing to do with the order of your selection.

Perhaps because the number of people was much smaller than the primary selection, the selection of Danfang was carried out quickly, and after a while, the first few rows of contestants had already been selected.

When they got the Danfang, their expressions were also very different.

"Ha Luha, I drew the Dan Fang of the Lingjian Pill, it's not bad. ”

There was a player in the fiftyth place, looking at the Danfang in his hand, as if he had won some kind of jackpot, and showed off to the player next to him with excitement.

As soon as the player next to him heard this, his jaw suddenly dropped.

"What! you can still laugh when you draw the Dan Fang of the Lingjian Pill, you are stupid!"

Looking at the other party's eyes as if looking at an idiot, the player's face turned gloomy, and he said, "You are stupid, the Lingjian Pill is a second-grade lower-grade elixir, and it will not be too difficult to refine." ”

He was a second-grade mid-level alchemist, and refining only second-grade low-level Lingjian Pills was more than enough.

At this time, another even more sassy player next to him interjected, "I smoked the second-grade low-grade Biyuan Dan Dan Fang, I have refined this pill countless times, and there is no problem at all in forty minutes." ”

The smugness on the face of the fifty-ranked disciple only decreased a few points when he heard this, "I have also practiced the Biyuan Pill, but unfortunately I didn't draw it, but the Lingjian Pill is no problem, what about you, what kind of Dan prescription did you draw, it shouldn't be a second-grade high-level, Ha Luha." ”

"Wool, you two have been proud for a long time, what did I think it was, you can't learn to calm down on this little thing?"

"Look at my brother, look at my brother's Danfang, and you will know what the connotation of the Tao is. ”

Glancing at the two of them with disdain, the player took out a brown paper stick from his sleeve.

"Back to Jingdan,, is there any heavenly reason? ”

"A mid-level Hui Jing Dan, your mother's pretending to be calm. ”

As soon as the two contestants saw this brown paper, some of the smug looks on their faces suddenly disappeared.

They thought that they would be very lucky if they drew a second-grade low-level pill, but when they saw this pill of the Hui Jing Pill, the two of them realized that they were not lucky, but real hardship.

"Hahaha~~"

With the decrease in the number of Dan Fang in the box, an extremely lively discussion arose on the playing field.

Like the previous scene, it can be seen anywhere on the playing field. The players who drew the Danfang had some joy and some sorrow, but this did not change anything.

The discussion on the field became more and more intense, and in the front row of the field, it was a little deserted.

Elsewhere they are scrambling to draw the Dan Fang, but this side is deserted, only a certain player who stands up from time to time goes over to draw the Dan Fang silently and then silently returns to sit down, without saying a word in the middle process, not even an expression.

This situation is fine, but it is just a grievance to the invigilator in charge of this area.

The other invigilators had already completed their tasks and returned to the army, but he was still standing behind the Danfang box, waiting for the contestants to come.

Like a monkey pestle there, being looked at by everyone, that feeling is really called every day should not be called the earth is not spiritual, if it is not the wrong occasion, he really wants to yell "Uncle, I won't do it!"

But this can only be his imagination, the situation in front of him does not allow him to do that at all, if he really does this, it is estimated that he will be directly opened by the Yuan Master Supervisor in the next second.

The helpless and aggrieved invigilator stood behind the Danfang box, silently enduring the silent destruction of this group of strange people.

The bad times didn't last long, and soon, a happy smile rose on the invigilator's face.

For what?

Because Lin Xiu, who was sitting in the No. 1 position, finally opened his eyes and got up and walked over.

And immediately after, the Holy Stepson and the others also opened their eyes one by one and wanted to get up.

This is a good sign for this proctor.

Lin Xiu was indeed preparing to draw lots, but he was not for the invigilator in charge of the lottery, just because the time for the draw had come.

Most of them have already been drawn, and if he continues to hold his ground, he will definitely not be able to speak.

Walking forward with a calm face, Lin Xiu stretched out his arm, and then put it in the red box.

In a moment, Lin Xiu took out a palm-sized brown paper stick from it, his gaze swept over, his brows furrowed slightly, but he immediately relaxed.

After taking the required spiritual materials from the invigilator according to the number, Lin Xiu turned around and walked back to his place.

The Holy Stepson and the others in the front row all looked at Lin Xiu, as if they wanted to see something from his expression.

Seeing that the latter was frowning slightly at the moment when he took out the Danfang, his brows seemed to be slightly wrinkled without a trace, and several people had a little worry in their eyes.

After Lin Xiu finished drawing, the rest of the people began to draw lots one after another, they were very concerned about Lin Xiu, but Lin Xiu did not deliberately pay attention to them.

After drawing lots, Lin Xiu crossed his knees in front of the medicine tripod and closed his eyes, thinking.

Poison Clearing Pill, thinking of the pill that had just been drawn, Lin Xiu, whose eyes were closed, couldn't help frowning again.

"Don't you even have a decent Dan Fang?" Lin Xiu, who closed his eyes, frowned and thought to himself.

He had thought about countless possible outcomes before the draw, but when the actual draw came out, all the possibilities became impossible.

Qingxin Pill, it is a bit reluctant to say that it is a first-grade pill, it can only be said to be infinitely close to a pill of a first-grade pill, and this kind of pill is also commonly used among ordinary people.

It is easy to refine and easy to use, and he can solve the poison that is generally small fights, it is cheap, economical and practical, and it is liked by many low-level martial artists.