The young lady's wife is a little crazy

Chapter 745 Are You Pretending To Be A Fork?

There are many types of spirit-gathering pills, and the effects of refining are different depending on the formula of the pills.

Feng Jiujiu's Gathering Spirit Pill, as people in the medicine refining circle, they naturally found various channels to obtain it.

The elixir is extremely effective. They have studied it and agreed that it is because of the elixir.

Everyone looked happy, "Really."

Huang Yaoshi at the side stopped him. It wasn't that he didn't believe in Feng Jiujiu's ability, but that there were too few pills.

He was worried that this girl was still young and had too little social experience.

Feng Jiujiu was grateful for Huang Yaoshi's protection, "It's okay, if you lose, it will be a pill. If you win, they will give me free refining pills."

Zhang Bing nodded, "If you beat us, we will naturally be convinced."

In the villa, there is a ready-made pill stove.

However, most alchemists use their own stoves, which is more convenient.

Zhang Bing, "Miss Feng, don't say I'm bullying you, you choose what kind of elixir you want to refine."

Feng Jiujiu was not polite, "Then I will choose the Golden Flame Pill, which can improve a person's physical strength, and is perfect for defense in times of danger."

Zhang Bing's face twitched, "Golden Flame Pill is a third-grade pill."

Now he is still a step away from the second rank, how to practice?
In his heart, he felt that this girl was pretending to be a fork.

It's not about him, those alchemists around him all think so.

Only Huang Yaoshi's eyes were lowered with shock.

She is now a third grade?
In the entire continent, there are only a handful of third-rank ones.

"Then let's take Feiyun Pill. If you eat it, you can walk against the wind. If you are fighting an enemy, you can run away if you lose."

Feiyun Dan is not difficult, it is just in the category of first rank.

Zhang Bing didn't think much, and nodded in agreement.

As a pharmacist, after reaching the first grade, he has his own natal fire.

Zhang Bing is a beast-like flame, light blue in color.

As soon as he came out, the surrounding temperature rose.

Moreover, the momentum was astonishing, even Huang Yaoshi couldn't help but nodded.

When it was Feng Jiujiu's turn, there was a flame, it was red, and it looked like it was lit by firewood.

The power is so weak that it looks like a fake flame.

"Haha, what kind of fire is this? It looks like a fake fire used by magicians to perform magic tricks." A pharmacist beside him said, smiling unabashedly.

"I've been in the alchemy circle for decades, and I've seen a hundred if not a thousand kinds of fire. It's really rare to see something like this..."

In a war of words, Yi Bo is not a master who will suffer.

Others would be afraid of a pharmacist, but he, the young master of the Yi family, is fearless.

"I haven't seen it, it's because you are short-sighted. You have lived a long life in vain, and you are ashamed to say it. You want to tell us that you have seen too few things?"

"And you, said that my ninth master's is like a fake fire, and your fake fire is like this."

"There are still a few of you who didn't say anything, dare to say that Master Jiu is not good, I hate you so much that you doubt life."

They are older than Yi Bo, and they are well-known, how can they care about him.

When it really quarreled, there was no light on my face, so I could only talk about it.

Yi Bo was unreasonable, "You just wait to be slapped in the face, anyway, this old face of yours looks like it deserves a slap."

One of the men was unhappy, "Young Master Yi, you are a layman, so you definitely don't understand, but with the current situation, I can guarantee that Miss Feng can't win."

"You said you can't win?... How about this, how about we make a bet..." Yi Bo laughed like a fox, leading several guys into the pit step by step.

(End of this chapter)