Mo Zhitao asked strangely: "Why?"

"Oh, maybe you don't know that we have been exposed to some high-grade charity pills. If their martial arts reach level eight and can skillfully refine seventh-grade charity pills 100%, then they may be eighth-grade alchemists." Elder Bai said. "Don't you know how many grades of alchemists you are?"

"I haven't tried the eighth grade medicinal materials, how do I know?" Mo Zhitao said embarrassedly. "I just refine medicine and play with it, and it's not mainly relying on it. I mainly practice martial arts."

When Elder Bai heard Mo Zhitao say this, he felt that he was about to faint. If those alchemists heard these words, they might have jumped off the building and committed suicide.

Alchemists are more popular than martial arts masters, because there are fewer and fewer alchemists now. Even if those sects and families have high-quality medicinal materials, it is useless without alchemists.

Suddenly, Elder Black pulled Elder Bai aside and whispered: "Elder Bai, Mo Zhitao has always been very cunning. Do you think he deliberately fooled us and wanted to deceive us good things?"

"Yes, why didn't I expect it?" Elder Bai patted his thigh and shouted. "Elder Black, do you think Mo Zhitao is an alchemist?"

"Hmph, no matter whether he is? We can use the seventh grade medicinal materials for him to refine. Facts are better than heroic discernment. If Mo Zhitao is an eighth grade alchemist, our martial arts alliance will be developed. If not, we will only lose a little seventh grade medicinal materials, which is nothing big." Elder Black analyzed in a low voice.

If Mo Zhitao knew that the seventh grade medicinal materials were nothing big, he would be so angry that he vomited blood. In order to find the seventh grade medicinal materials, they had sent a lot of people, but they had not found them and had not bought them.

Elder Bai nodded and said, "No, Elder Black, you are becoming more and more intelligent now."

"Elder Bai, what do you mean? When am I not smarter than you?" Elder Black glared at Elder Bai angrily, his black beard was about to fly up

"You are not as smart as me." Elder Bai raised his white beard.

"Do you want to fight?" Elder Black raised his fist angrily.

Seeing that the two elders were about to argue again, Mo Zhitao asked hurriedly: "Hey, do you want me to try it? I really didn't lie to you."

"Didn't you lie to us?" Elder Bai's eyes rolled, and he had an idea in his mind. "Zhitao, we will now give you a medicinal material for refining the seventh-grade qigong pill for you to refine. If you don't succeed and you lie to me, you will have to pay us a seventh-grade qigong pill. How about it?"

Elder Bai made a good plan. Even if Mo Zhitao failed, they would not have to lose this seventh-grade medicinal material, which was borne by Mo Zhitao.

"Okay, there is no problem with this." Mo Zhitao answered without thinking. Humph, the seventh-grade practice pill, which he used to be, how could he not be able to refine? "But if I can refine the seventh-grade practice pill, I have to give me this seventh-grade practice pill."

The black and white elders looked at each other, then nodded and said, "Okay, just as you said." If Mo Zhitao is really an alchemist, then they will be developed.

"Where do I refine it?" Mo Zhitao asked. "Go to my office?"

"No, make it here." Elder Black shook his head and said. "Zhitao, you wait here first. I'll tell the warehouse manager and ask him to bring the seventh-grade medicinal materials here."

"There is no problem with this." Mo Zhitao touched his head embarrassedly. "Elder Black, my furnace is placed in Qingmei City. Do you have it here?"

Elder Black said disapprovingly: "Yes, how could there be no? We have everything here."

"Elder Black, don't talk nonsense." Elder Bai warily pulled Elder Black's sleeve. How did he say such things? If Mo Zhitao feels something and picking things up here at that time, it will be troublesome.

With Mo Zhitao's current strength, only a certain person can control Mo Zhitao. Mo Zhitao is at the same time against three mid-level eighth-level and three late-level eighth-level experts.

"Yes, yes, we have some things." Elder Black hurriedly changed his words.

"Then you bring it over, I'll wait here." Mo Zhitao asked. "Elder Black, Elder White, do you have any tea or fruit? Give me some food and drink."

"No, we don't have those things here anymore." Elder Bai shook his head hurriedly.

Elder Hei took out his cell phone and called. Not long after, the warehouse manager came in with a big bag in each hand. Mo Zhitao had seen the warehouse manager when he went to change things before.

"I have seen two elders, Mo's army." The warehouse manager said. If it were before, he would not have been able to escape Mo Zhitao. But Mo Zhitao fought Rong Tan and joined them here. Now Mo Zhitao's prestige is only below the two elders and above the others.

"Well, put the things here and go out." Elder Black said seriously. "You must remember that you must not tell others that you brought these things over, otherwise we will punish you with the rules of the organization."

The warehouse manager was shocked when he looked at the murderous faces of the two elders, the murderous faces of the two elders. The two elders had never been so serious. It seemed that this was a major event in the Wu League, and he must be cautious.

"Please rest assured, the two elders, I won't talk nonsense. Even if someone wants to kill me, I won't tell you what happened today." said the warehouse manager.

"Okay, you go back." Elder Black's face relaxed a little.

After the warehouse manager left, Elder Bai closed the door and said seriously to Mo Zhitao: "Zhitao, you can start now."

"Okay." Mo Zhitao was not polite either. He refined the seventh-grade practice pill in this hall. The hall was very spacious, and Mo Zhitao could find a place to refine the practice pill.

When Mo Zhitao took out the furnace, he couldn't help but open his eyes. The material of the furnace was very special and it was very heavy in his hand. It seemed that it had been a long time since it was already in its fortunate years.

"Elders, is this the earth cauldron?" Mo Zhitao asked.

"Zhitao, it seems that you are really an alchemist. Do you know this kind of ancient refining furnace?" Elder Bai nodded in admiration. This earth cauldron is a refining furnace passed down by ancient refining furnaces. It is said that it was an item from the Zhou Dynasty.

Mo Zhitao smiled and said, "Of course, if I don't have this ability, how dare I boast about Haikou in front of the two elders. There is no problem in refining seventh and eighth-grade qigong Practice Pills in this earth cauldron. With this earth cauldron, I have more hope for refining eighth-grade qigong Pills."

You should know that for alchemists, having a good furnace is equivalent to having a good weapon that can improve the success coefficient of the refining process.

"Well, I saw you that you could refine the eighth-grade practice pill, so we borrowed this thing. This thing is the treasure of our Martial Alliance." Elder Bai gave Mo Zhitao a vaccination. This thing was borrowed, not for Mo Zhitao.

Mo Zhitao didn't say anything, he carefully checked the medicinal materials. The ingredients of these medicinal materials were very good, and others even prepared the portions, which saved Mo Zhitao a lot of effort.

Mo Zhitao first put the one of the sacred medicines into the ground cauldron, and then slowly input the internal force into the furnace. Under the action of the internal force, the sacred medicines were refined into powder.

Then Mo Zhitao put another Yiming medicine in and continued to refine it...

When the Black and White Elders saw Mo Zhitao's orderly refining process, they couldn't help but nod their heads secretly. They had seen Lan Pengshan's refining process before, and it seemed that they were much worse than Mo Zhitao.

Because Mo Zhitao's technique was too fast, not long after, Mo Zhitao refined Yiming medicine, and then took Yiming medicine. However, Elder Hei and White did not think there was anything strange. After all, Mo Zhitao's martial arts skills were much better than Lan Pengshan.

After about half an hour, Mo Zhitao refined all the medicinal materials. Then Mo Zhitao gently covered the furnace cover and then began the last procedure of refining medicine seriously, which was synthesis.

The black and white elders also looked at Mo Zhitao intently. To be honest, they were much more nervous than Mo Zhitao. They knew that if Mo Zhitao succeeded, it would be a blessing for their Martial Alliance. Then, more masters would appear.

More than ten minutes later, Mo Zhitao's face showed hot sweat. After almost an hour of refining medicine, the internal strength was very loss. Because Mo Zhitao compressed the two or three-hour process into one hour, and the internal strength needed was more.

Slowly, a fragrance came from the ground cauldron, and the two elders showed joy on their faces. They knew that Mo Zhitao was about to refine the elixir. Mo Zhitao refining medicine so fast just now, they thought Mo Zhitao would fail. They had never seen a method of refining medicine like Mo Zhitao.

A few minutes later, the cover of the ground cauldron opened with a "pop" and a pill with a fragrance flew out.

Mo Zhitao smiled, then gently stroked his right hand, and the pill flew towards Mo Zhitao. "Hahaha, it's done, two elders, do you need to verify it? Otherwise, I will put away the seventh-grade practice pill." Mo Zhitao is not polite, he said just now that this practice pill was for him.

"Of course I have to look at it. Who knows what you have refined?" said Elder Hei.

Seeing Elder Hei say this, Mo Zhitao gently raised the elixir in his hand to Elder Hei, and the elixir flew towards Elder Hei.

Elder Black took the pill and looked carefully, "Elder Bai, look at this pill, there is no flaw at all. This is the top seventh-grade practice pill."

"Yes, it's not bad." Elder Bai shouted excitedly. They had seen many practice pills, so they could tell what this was at a glance.

"Hahaha, we have found the treasure now." Elder Black laughed smugly.

"Elder Black, don't be happy so early." Elder Bai reminded Elder Black, "We also have seventh-grade alchemists in the martial arts alliance. If Zhitao was not an eighth-grade alchemist, it would not have much effect."
Chapter completed!