The upper seat, VIP seat and the viewing area were all too quiet at this time.
Everyone was nervously watching the movements of the alchemists in the field.
No one was noisy and noisy, and the atmosphere became tense in such an atmosphere.
Thorns-
A sound broke the original silence.
Several alchemists who were still thinking about the steps of medicinal materials looked over in surprise.
Bai Ye, has the furnace turned on?
Ignoring the thrilling eyes of everyone, she pinched her key points, and the inner fire was sent to the alchemy furnace smoothly and steadily, but did not put the medicinal materials in it, but instead raised the temperature of the alchemy furnace in an orderly manner.
This time, what Bai Ye wants to refine is the seventh-level soul-fixing pill.
Even for seven-star alchemist, the rate of the soul-fixing pill is not necessarily 100%.
The reason is not only because of the unique efficacy of the elixir, but also because of the strict pickyness of the heat.
The Soul-Direction Pill not only requires very precious medicinal materials such as Qiliang, Gu Poison, and Mijiao Juice.
There are extremely strict requirements for the spiritual power of alchemists and the strength of the alchemist.
So there has always been a price but no market, so there is no need to mention the rareness.
The medicinal materials on the table are decreasing one by one, and Bai Ye's expression is becoming more and more cautious.
Now everything was not in her sight. All she saw was the alchemy furnace and medicinal materials.
While the hand gestures changed again, the sound of Xiaokongbi reminding and explaining also sounded.
Immediately afterwards, the flames of the Zitian Alchemy Furnace changed several times, and Bai Ye's hand techniques became more and more complicated.
The others hurriedly came back to their senses and were extremely nervous. The competition was actually the most test of the alchemist's mentality.
There was only the sound of sizzling flames in the venue, and everyone was sitting and waiting with their breath.
During half an hour, the fragrance of medicine began to emerge from the alchemy furnace of each alchemist.
After the Zitian Alchemy Furnace undergoes several changes in flames, the aroma of medicine becomes more and more intense.
Seeing this, Zhuo Yu kept oozing out of his forehead, and his hands were also accelerated unconsciously.
Bai Ye stared at the stove cover.
At this point, opening the cover to get the pill is the most critical moment for Soul-Stationing Pill.
As long as the mental power or fire is slightly unstable, all previous efforts will be wasted and the elixir will be destroyed.
Success or failure is here!
There was also a flash of water on Bai Ye's forehead.
The slow oozing speed shows that she is concentrating at this moment, not nervous or anxious.
At this moment, a strange internal force fluctuation suddenly spread out, and the fire attributes in the air were immediately affected and began to fluctuate irregularly.
The other alchemists' eyes suddenly tightened and they immediately changed their skills to control the fire.
Bai Ye's face was quiet, but her fire did not change much.
The incident just happened for only a moment, but she had already keenly noticed the source of the fluctuations in the air.
With the reminder of Xiaokongbi and Xiaobahuo, she was fully prepared before other alchemists could feel it.
The hand gestures were pinched to quickly stabilize the ready-to-moving flames.
Without any slight drag on the mud, uncover the cover and form a pill!
Bai Ye used his internal force to wrap three round pills, causing them to slowly fall into the medicine dish.
"Look! Someone has become a pill!"
"It's the saint of the temple, she is the first one? So fast! Has the pill been made? It's too far away and I can't see it!"
"It seems to be..."
"Ah, I just don't know what level of pill it is!"
The onlookers watching the competition area immediately began to whisper.
Bai Ye has already cleaned up everything with his hands and feet.