Chapter 1292 Playing with fire and setting yourself on fire
But immediately, Master Qinghong’s face revealed a sneer and ridicule.
Qin Chen is playing with fire and burning himself. The reason why he uses these methods to refine it is entirely because of Qingyang Fire, but what about Qin Chen? Although his Qinglian Flame is also very powerful, it is not Qingyang Fire after all, it is a different flame.
However, it was refined using the same method and process, and even the speed was much faster than his. It had to be refined within three seconds.
Is it possible to successfully refine it within a quarter of an hour?
No matter how brilliant the skills are, they all serve the elixir itself. If Qin Chen can't refine the moistening pill, what's the use of just showing off his skills?
In the end, the only thing we face is failure.
The other alchemists had obviously thought of this and expressed great doubts about whether Qin Chen could refine the Nourishing Pill, but this did not affect their shock to Qin Chen.
After only watching Master Qinghong's refining process, he was able to perfectly copy the skills previously shown by Master Qinghong. What is this concept? How could there be such a terrifying genius in the world?
Under the shocked and enthusiastic eyes of everyone, Qin Chen accelerated the refining, and saw various techniques being used continuously, extremely gorgeous, and each process was about twice as fast as the refining process of Qinghong Alchemist.
The key is that there is no sign of the furnace exploding so far, which is simply a miracle.
Time passed minute by minute.
Seeing that the prescribed hour was approaching, Qin Chen finally completed the last step of refining.
"rise!"
He gave a low drink, and a divine light suddenly shot out from his eyes. With a clang, the lid of the alchemy furnace exploded, the rich aroma of medicine filled the air, and twelve bright rays of light shot up into the sky.
"Successful."
"Qin Chen actually succeeded in refining it."
"Twelve rays of elixir light, hiss, this is a perfect twelve percent elixir."
"Oh my God, has the Alchemy God arrived?"
The crowd was stunned, everyone was dumbfounded. Some alchemists even knelt down with a bang, their expressions were excited, and their eyes filled with tears.
The so-called perfect elixir refers to the maximum number of elixirs that can be refined from one portion of materials. It is an extremely rare phenomenon in the elixir pavilion, and this number is usually twelve.
In other words, for any elixir, if one part of the material is given, the maximum number of elixirs that can be refined is twelve. This is a limit, which means that the elixir in one part of the material has been fully utilized to the extreme.
the quantity that can be achieved.
Like the previous Alchemist Qinghong, who successfully refined ten elixirs, which is already extremely exaggerated. It means that the usage rate of the elixir is as high as over 80%, and there is almost no waste.
And Qin Chen's pill furnace actually flew out twelve pills at once, which meant that Qin Chen's utilization rate of the elixir was almost 100%.
Of course, this does not mean that Qin Chen will definitely win.
In alchemy competitions, the number of elixirs is often secondary. The real test is the grade of the elixirs.
Although twelve pills of light flew out of Qin Chen's pill furnace, it does not mean that the twelve pills have really taken shape. There is also a certain possibility that there will be waste pills, that is, pills that failed to be refined.
And even if all the twelve pills are really turned into pills, it still depends on the grade. Even if more than half of the twelve pills are high-grade pills, compared to the ten high-grade pills of Master Qinghong,
Medicine, Qin Chen's result was only one input word.
All, at this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on Qin Chen, trying to distinguish the grade of the elixir in his hand.
Under the guidance of Qin Chen, these twelve pill lights fell into his hands instantly. In an instant, the twelve pills appeared in front of everyone, each pill blooming with rays of light and shining brightly.
Moreover, there are elixir patterns all over it, and the elixir patterns are full and perfect. Compared with the ten high-quality elixirs that Master Qinghong refined previously, they are more perfect and clearer.
"What?"
Master Qinghong's expression changed drastically. He was an alchemist at the peak of the mid-seventh grade. He was naturally very good at identifying the grade of pills. Looking from a distance, the pills refined by Qin Chen were clearly better than those he refined.
The elixir is much better.
How can this be?
His face turned pale, and he took a few steps back, almost falling to the ground.
Whoosh!
He swayed and came to Qin Chen in an instant, reaching out to grab the elixir in his hand.
"Qinghong, what do you want to do?" Medicine King Xuanyi suddenly appeared in front of Qin Chen and intercepted him.
boom!
The palms of the two people collided, and their bodies swayed.
"Qinghong, this is the scene of a big competition, please respect yourself." Pavilion Master Xuan Sheng finally recovered from the shock, and suddenly snorted coldly. It seemed that he was unhappy, and a terrifying pressure instantly enveloped the venue.
"Lord Pavilion Master, this subordinate is being reckless." Alchemist Qinghong's face turned red and white, and he hurriedly bowed and saluted. At the same time, his eyes were fixed on the Moisturizing Pill in Qin Chen's hand, and his body seemed to have been drained.
Like power, shaking slightly.
That's right, special grade, a special grade elixir.
At such a close distance, it was impossible for Master Qinghong to misunderstand the pills in Qin Chen's hands. Each of the pills in Qin Chen's hand was round and full, with clear lines and a faint fragrance. It was restrained but not scattered. It was clearly a special grade of pills.
However, how could he, a twenty-year-old boy, refine a special nourishing pulse pill with only half his time?
He can't understand!
He was not the only one who couldn't figure it out. No one among the alchemists on the field could understand why Qin Chen was able to refine a mid-seventh-grade moisturizing pill in such a short period of time.
Half of Qinghong Alchemist.
How on earth did he do it?
These questions lingered in everyone's mind, making everyone confused. At this time, the master of Xuan Sheng Pavilion had also collected Qin Chen and Master Qinghong's moistening pills. He stared at them carefully.
The moistening pill refined by Qin Chen could not hide the sparkle in his eyes, and he was deeply moved in his heart. Finally, he raised the pill in his hand high and said: "In this round of competition, both sides succeeded within an hour.
The Moisturizing Pill was refined, but the Moistening Pill refined by Qin Chen was of a special grade, and it was twelve perfect pills, while the Moistening Pill of Master Qinghong was of a superior grade.
And it’s ten pills. In this round of competition, Qin Chen wins!”
The rumbling voice of Pavilion Master Xuan Sheng reverberated throughout the world, immediately causing a deafening roar from the entire audience.
Won.
Qin Chen actually won.
One is the deputy master of the Dan Pavilion in the Northern Territory, the Medicine King at the mid-seventh level, and the other is a twenty-year-old boy who was promoted to the Medicine King not long ago. Everyone has thought about countless possibilities, but no one can think of Qin.
Chen will actually win.
For a time, the whole square was buzzing with discussions, as if a pot was exploding.
Shocking!
excited!
In the square, Kang Youming and Jin Shengjie had livid faces and gloomy eyes. They won, and Qin Chen actually won. How is this possible?