Chapter 125

On the court.

Because Zhao Fang stepped forward with a simple step.

The original noisy scene suddenly quieted down.

Zhao Fang raised his face full of black and gray drug residue, looked around indifferently and nodded slightly.

Seems very satisfied with this effect.

Then he turned to Nangong Ling and said with a smile, "Ling Er, I don't have an alchemy furnace. Can you lend me one?"

Wen Yan.

Nangong Ling couldn't help rolling his eyes.

The alchemy stove is what alchemists eat.

As long as a pharmacist, there is an alchemy furnace, even one with lower quality.

And this wonderful flower in front of us.

He said he was a herbalist, but he didn't have any medicine to refine. Even the Dan stove was borrowed from her.

This makes her doubt. Can Zhao Fang really refine pills?

But just as she was about to ask Zhao Fang.

But seeing Zhao Fang looking directly at himself, he suddenly said, "linger, you look so beautiful."

Nangong Ling's face turned from white to red.

Ultimate crimson.

Seeing the people looking at her, she wanted to find a seam to drill in.

"Zhao Fang, you are so hateful!" she thought in her heart.

The onlookers were also very angry.

Zhao Fang even flirted with their goddess in front of everyone, which made them not angry.

For a while.

Everyone, including Chu Zhongtian, looked at Zhao Fang with cold eyes and a bad smell.

If eyes can kill.

So.

Zhao Fang at the moment is estimated to have been torn into countless pieces by these eyes?

"Ling'er, now, you are the only one who can help me. Do you really hope that that hateful idiot won the Dan duel?"

"Special, who do you say is an idiot?"

Chu Zhongtian was not calm and glared at each other.

Zhao Fang didn't look at him at all, but stared at Nangong Ling affectionately.

Nangong Ling suddenly regretted and became the notary of this Dan fight.

In particular, Zhao Fang's hot eyes made her very uncomfortable.

But strangely enough.

She doesn't really dislike Zhao Fang!

She looked up, showing her still red face, looked at Zhao Fang and asked seriously.

"You really don't have an alchemy furnace?"

"Neither."

Nangong Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

But when she heard Zhao's next sentence, she was almost stabilized, and her breath fluctuated greatly.

"When the gambling fight is over, there will be."

At first glance, there's nothing wrong with that.

But when she saw Zhao Fang's eyes, she immediately understood that Zhao Fang was talking about the red dragon divine tripod in Chu Zhongtian.

"I don't know where you come from."

Nangong Ling muttered and patted the storage bag.

There was a bright light in the storage bag.

After the light dissipated, a medicine tripod was revealed.

This medicine tripod is obviously inferior to the Red Dragon God tripod in quality and sales.

It can even be said that the two are not the same level at all.

"I have this spare green grain tripod in my hand. I can't. just use the tripod in the carriage."

Hesitated, Nangong Ling said.

Zhao Fang naturally knows the tripod in the carriage.

Although I don't know the name, I feel that it should be no inferior to the red dragon divine tripod in the sky of Chu.

"No, I don't have to. I'm not strict with the Danlu. This is very good."

He's telling the truth.

Zhao Fang's alchemy is different from that of an ordinary herbalist.

Usually, when a pharmacist is refining pills, the pill stove is naturally better.

Zhao released the system flow and brushed the proficiency.

As long as you are proficient, you can refine pills even with an iron pot for cooking.

In short, for Zhao Fang, the alchemy furnace is just an unimportant medium.

But the people heard this.

But they all think that Zhao Fang gave up.

"The boy seems simple and honest, but he can't keep his hand. If he chooses an ordinary alchemy furnace, he will leave a way back for himself. In this way, if the pill he refined is not as good as the young master Zhongtian, he can put the responsibility on the alchemy furnace."

"Listen to what you say, it really means something in this regard!"

"Yes, otherwise, which alchemist would abandon the superior Dan furnace and choose the ordinary one?"

"Really special people don't judge by appearance. This boy is so treacherous!"

For everyone's comments.

It's natural to hear the cultivation of Baxing Wuzong, a senior official of Zhao.

After listening.

He looks strange.

But there was no argument.

The current arguments will be useless.

If you want to hit your face, you must bring dry goods!

The dry goods of Zhao Daguan people will be pills.

Buzz!

With a flick of his fingers, the great official of Zhao poured out the true power of martial arts, and the lid of the Dan stove flew up automatically.

The next moment.

Seven or eight Hong level medicinal materials, wrapped with a Zhou level spirit ginseng, appeared in the public's sight.

See these herbs.

The crowd was so bored that they shook their heads and became more and more dissatisfied with Zhao Fang.

You know.

Before Chu Zhongtian, the lowest grade of medicinal materials used was Zhou level.

On Zhao Fang's side, it has become the best grade.

What's more sad is that Zhao Fang has only one such Zhou level medicinal material.

"Are you abandoning yourself?"

Chu Zhongtian sneered.

"Do you think the higher the level of medicinal materials, the greater the success rate of refining high-level pills? What a brain cripple idea. Open your dog's eyes and let me tell you what frugality is!"

Originally wanted to ridicule his Chu Zhongtian, but he was angered by Zhao Fang.

His eyes were cold.

Sneered, "I'm still pretending. I'll see what you can do!"

Zhao Fang ignored him, pretended to be serious and began to refine pills according to the systematic steps.

Time has not passed too long.

But the more people looked at Zhao Fang's Alchemy, the more they wanted to laugh.

The more I tried, I couldn't help mocking him.

Because, compared with the fancy alchemy technique of Chu Zhongtian.

Zhao put this, it's just dirt.

Time, little by little.

Many people yawn because they wait too long.

"When is he going to practice?"

"This boy won't spend so much time with us!"

Just as everyone was impatient.

In Zhao Fang's Alchemy furnace, a sudden fragrance of medicine floated out.

meanwhile.

A cold prompt sounded in my mind.

After hearing the sound, Zhao Fang's mouth was slightly raised, revealing a strange smile.

"The boy took Dan!"

"I've been hiding and afraid to take it out. It must be refining a slag pill."

"It must be so!"

However, just as they said so.

But Zhao Fang opened his palm.

Show the pill in the palm of your hand before everyone's eyes.

"Shit, how is it golden?"

"Glittering, how dazzling!"

"Gold, gold, is it..."

Suddenly, someone seemed to think of something and his face changed greatly.

This emotion, like a tower card pushed to, quickly spread among the people.

Chu Zhongtian's proud expression was also slightly stiff. He looked at Zhao Fang's golden pill in surprise.

"Golden elixir? Except that several very special elixirs are golden, it seems that there is only one possibility!"

Nangong Ling muttered to himself. Later, his pretty face suddenly changed. He stared at the golden pill in Zhao Fang's hand and said unbelievably, "the best pill?"