"Fellow Daoist Wang, there is definitely something wrong with your pill recipe. I advise you not to practice it."

"Yes, I've been frying the stove thirty-six times. With your ability, it's impossible to be able to refine it."

"Your master's pill recipe may be immature."

Seeing the fat monk staring at the alchemy furnace in a daze, he went to catch the alchemy ashes burned to ashes. When the others could not persuade him, they frowned and left.

"It's impossible. There will be no mistake in the pill recipe left by Master, but what's wrong?"

Wang Hu's eyes were full of confusion and bloodshot.

Subconsciously reached out and patted the storage bag.

As a result, Wang Hu realized that he had no alchemy furnace at hand.

I have to go to the weapon refining hall to buy a elixir furnace.

With his head down and walking on the road, Wang Hu ignored his messy hair and covered in elixir, and his mind was full of doubts.

In front of me, the noise gradually became louder.

There is a shortcut between the two palaces, which is through the Shudao Square.

"Who is this person? Why is it dirty? You can't be a lunatic."

"Don't talk nonsense, this person's name is Wang Hu. He is a very talented medicine practitioner. However, he has been addicted to some kind of elixir this year and has fryed the stove dozens of times. I'm afraid he's a little bit obsessed with it."

"Oh, it's so pitiful."

Wang Hu looked up at the surroundings casually, not caring about the whispers of these people.

I know very well whether I have been possessed by the evil spirits.

He was unkempt and did not explain anything, not because of his inner demon, but because he was in a bad mood.

Gradually, when he walked to the center of the square, Wang Hu saw a strange platform.

Solve all problems with pills?

Very big tone.

After taking a look, Wang Hu withdrew his gaze.

The news was almost spread throughout the Star Palace, and he also heard others talking by chance.

Wang Hu naturally disbelief of this.

A monk who is about the same age as him probably has a level of refining medicine that is not as high as himself. What problem can he solve?

Stepping around the crowd, Wang Hu continued to walk forward.

But at this moment, Qin Cheng suddenly opened his eyes.

Seeing Wang Hu, a glimmer of light flashed through Qin Cheng's eyes, and the opportunity he was waiting for came.

"Dark Cloud Grass, Tian Zong Vine is a little earlier, and other fairy grasses are just fine, but you have a huge problem. If you don't solve this, it's impossible to make a pill and fry the stove a hundred times."

Qin Cheng did not say this to anyone, but spoke unraveledly, as if he was talking to himself.

But this sentence is so memorable that it is like a bolt from the blue to Wang Hu.

His footsteps suddenly stopped, and Wang Hu felt as if he was hit. He immediately turned to look at Qincheng.

Dark Cloud Grass and Tian Zong Vine are both fairy grasses they use, and it is also called him the blown-up pill.

Qin Cheng was completely telling himself.

Wang Hu stared at Qincheng carefully for the first time.

If Qin Cheng just knew that he was blowing up the pill, it would not be difficult to judge.

Just like this, he was covered in elixir, and he could guess the roughly as long as he refines medicine.

But it is not easy for the other party to know what kind of magic grass he is using.

Especially the dark cloud grass I used was made of crushed pieces, so I was afraid that even my closest friends would not know.

Most importantly, he pointed out that he had a big problem.

This is what moved Wang Hu the most.

"What you said just now is the problem of my blow-up pill?"

Wang Hu's eyes shone through the crowd and said to Qincheng.

He has a straightforward personality and doesn't care that Qin Cheng sees through it.

Qin Cheng smiled and pointed to the spiritual literature condensed above.


Chapter completed!