The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

It makes sense to choose Xibo Abyss. Firstly, Xibo Abyss is the most dangerous place. It is very likely that Qilin Jiaoyu will hide there.

Secondly, the most dangerous places are the most inaccessible, which is convenient for them to catch unicorns and jellyfish.

"Okay, I'll notify the discord now." Beiyehan nodded.

"Chuxin, with your current cultivation base, refining the antidote for Zixin, I'm afraid..."

"Ann, if I say yes, I will definitely do it. Don't you want to continue to be restrained by the heart of the quilt?"

Before Bei Yehan could finish speaking, Sheng Chuxin interrupted him.

She knew that Bei Yehan was worried about her body, but so what?

Her own body knew that at most it was due to the emptiness of spiritual power due to refining the elixir, and it would be able to make up for it after a period of recuperation.

The control of Kezi's heart is an urgent matter to be resolved.

Otherwise, there is no need to solve the Dark Night Technique.

"Ahan, I found the solution to the Dark Night Technique, do you want to hear it?"

Suddenly, she looked at Bei Yehan seriously.

Bei Yehan was taken aback when he heard her words.

"The solution to the Dark Night Technique...is it difficult?" After a long time, he asked quietly.

For him, no matter how difficult it is, he has to solve it, but he can't find the right way.

But seeing the faint worry on Chu Xin's face, he hesitated.

"Although there are few people who are proficient in trickery, they are not hard to find. Why not..."

"No, I have to come." Before he could say it, Sheng Chuxin categorically rejected his words.

What a joke, let others come, how can she rest assured?

It was originally a solution to a narrow escape, if you are not careful, you will die without a place to bury, let someone else do it?

"I'll leave it to you to find the Qilin Jiaoyu. After the medicine refining competition, I will start to practice." She said.

The cultivation she mentioned is naturally the cultivation of trickery.

"Originally, actually..."

"I'm worried about letting someone else come." Sheng Chuxin said bluntly without giving him a chance to speak.

No matter how proficient those outsiders are in tricks, they only regard Ahan as a patient, and it doesn't matter whether he can be cured or not.

How could she be at ease when such a person came?

Hearing this, Beiyehan took a deep breath and nodded.

"However, I still want to go to Xibo Abyss. Doesn't it mean that I have the luck of the ancestors?"

"Yes." Beiyehan nodded.

...

Neither Beiyemo nor Lanyu Xianyin paid any attention to them. In fact, they didn't have the time to bother.

The next day was the beginning of the refining competition.

The competition time is nine hours, and the contestants bring three medicinal materials, and within nine hours, they can refine the elixir that they think is the best.

As long as there is one success, it will be fine.

Of course, if the refining is successful for the first time, you can also hand in the elixir directly, and then step down to rest.

What Ming Bufan wanted to refine was the seventh-grade detoxification pill of the ghost clan, which was the detoxification pill that he couldn't refine no matter what when the ghost corpses were rampant in Qinglong Academy last time.

And what Qionglu prepared was also a seventh-grade elixir, but it was not a detoxification elixir, but a sensitive breath elixir.

He has refined countless sixth-rank Sensitive Breath Pills, but he has never successfully refined seventh-rank pills. He also wants to try it today. If the first two are not good, he will refine sixth-rank pills for the third time.

It is a truth that every pharmacist understands to settle for the second best.

Sheng Chuxin was standing in the place that belonged to him, and at his feet was the purple gas medicine stove that made Ming Bufan hateful.

"Master, there are no medicinal materials that can be used to refine eighth-rank pills. Seventh-rank is the highest level."

In the Wuyi Lingjing Ring, Xu Xu said to her.