"Go to the warehouse and get three Mochizuki pills!" Even the referee ordered to the disciple next to him. Although he was puzzled, since it was the request of the contestants, he didn't bother to remind him.

"Yes!" A disciple hurried away.

"You want to refine the Mochizuki Pill?" Ju Jun pointed at Qin Ming and laughed. "Wangyue Pill is a nine-tier pill, and among the nine-tier pill, it is particularly difficult to refine."

"You don't choose a simpler pill, but choose this extremely difficult pill. Are you going to wait until all three spiritual plants fail to refine, because the pill is too difficult to perform well?"

"Do you think your strategy is too low-level? You treat all the audience as fools?"

The reason why Qin Ming chose this unpopular and extremely difficult pill was probably to make an excuse for all subsequent failures in alchemy.

Ju Jun sneered from the bottom of his heart. He didn't think that young people under the age of 30 could make alchemy so high.

Qin Ming raised his head, glanced sideways at Ju Jun, then lowered his head, closed his eyes and rested, waiting for Lingzhi.

"Huh..." Qin Ming ignored him, Ju Jun couldn't hold back his face, and he was more certain of his previous thoughts in his heart.

Turning around, he watched the referee say an extremely simple and often used formula.

"Give me three copies of the Nine-Rank Yudan Pill."

There are Yu Dan from the third to the ninth grade, and the pill prescriptions are also in the same line, and they are often used by martial artists.

The refining of Nine-Rank Yudan is relatively simple, and Lingzhi is also very common, and the demand is huge, and the market profit is good, so it is often refined by alchemists.

Moreover, because the third to the ninth product all have the same elixir, this kind of pill, familiar with the hands, is the most powerful pill made by alchemists.

Even the referee nodded. This kind of pill is reasonable. This kind of pill that is very common and is often refined by alchemists is suitable for refining in this kind of competition!

Another disciple, received the order from the referee, hurried to the warehouse.

Soon, the disciple who ran to the warehouse first came back, holding a silver space ring in his hand.

At the sign of the referee, the disciple handed the space ring to Qin Ming.

All the Wu Shengzong disciples in the audience were sitting righteously, with their eyes wide open, staring at Qin Ming.

They were very curious whether Qin Ming really had strength or was it just luck.

The news that Qin Ming was the disciple of Emperor Cangyu Dan had been circulated unknowingly. The disciples of the Martial God Sect who received the news nodded their heads, showing their original expressions.

Cangyu is the most powerful pill emperor of the Martial God Sect, and everyone has high hopes for his apprentice.

Cang Yu also stared at Qin Ming, looking forward to it.

Qin Ming is not his apprentice at all. He is looking forward to his specific strength. It is the first time he has seen a young man under 30 with such a pill.

Even the seventh-grade perfect pill that Qin Ming just refined was really refined by luck, but even if it was luck, without sufficient pill strength, no matter how lucky it was, it was impossible to refine it to perfection.

There are so many alchemists who have refined the pill for a lifetime, and have never refined a perfect pill.

As a pill emperor, of course he knew how difficult it was to refine the seven-rank perfect pill with the rough stone-made pill furnace on the stage.

Only in the army can he deceive himself, force himself to deceive, and Qin Ming only relied on luck to refine the seventh-grade perfect pill.

"How strong is your Pill Dao? Pill Emperor, Dan Zun, or... Pill Saint?"

"It's really exciting!"