Or when I noticed the gaze of the night feathers, Hong Mu glanced at the night feathers.

Hong Mu’s eyes were not big, and there was a shallow scar on the corner of his mouth. There was no expression on his face. Just looking at it, he took back his eyes and continued to look at the refining station.

"Miss Night, this is your medicine. Please check it out. If you have no problem, you can refine your medicine later."

A staff member interrupted the night feathers and placed a light gray space ring in front of the night feathers.

The night feathers took the ring and swept it with the gods. The refining of the medicinal materials of the early Shou Yuandan was quite the same, but there was only one copy of each medicinal material. That is to say, there was only one refining opportunity, and no mistakes could be made!

God read it back from the ring, and the night feathers nodded to the staff in front of him: "No problem."

The other three people also made a positive reply, and the four staff members reported to Hong Kun and then retreated to the side.

Hong Kun glanced at the four people and shouted: "This alchemy time is one day and one night, and the final result is assessed by seven tower owners, and refining begins!"

Under the eyes of the public, the two groups of flames rose.

Yes, only four of the four refining pharmacists used the flame.

At night, Yu Yu and Hong Mu stood there and did not rush to refine the medicine.

From the beginning, Yu Yuying noticed the Hongmu who was beside him. For this thin man, the night feathers were somewhat curious and even worried.

Hong Mu stood there, the front of the console was filled with herbs, and the eyes without undulations patrolled the circle. Hong Mu silently lifted his palms, and each medicinal material was picked up and smelled under the nose.

Outside the light curtain.

The black wind, the vertical, the single child, the Shi Qing several people together to constantly observe the situation in the field.

Tian Li is not a refining pharmacist. Refining medicine has nothing to watch for him. The black wind patrols the field with his small eyes.

"One, two, three, four, five..." The black wind days are padded with feet and whispered.

After counting for a while, there was a bit of doubt in the eyes of the sky, and I hurriedly pulled the arm of the list: "Hey, Zicheng, don't you say that the Bodhi Tower is seven? How come there are eight people?"

On the breeze day, the fingers were raised and pointed to the round table.

In addition to the four refining pharmacists on the round table, there are dozens of chairs on the left and right. These seats are of course prepared for the Bodhi tower masters and the elders of Yaowang.

On the left side, the seven tower owners sit side by side in front of the seven people, but there is a chair, a bamboo chair, and an old man on it, leisurely shaking gently.

Shan Zicheng glanced in the direction of the sky, and mysteriously said: "That is a big man, an eight-product pharmacist!"

"Eight pharmacists?"

When the windy day heard these words almost jumped up, I looked at the old man in the field incredulously, and looked at the list, "Is the old man a pharmacist?!"

"Hey! You are a little bit!" The list was hurriedly pulling the arm of the sky. Some of them were afraid to look up at the stage and whispered to the sky. "This is not a secret in Bodhi. The old man is called Hong Yisheng. I won the title of Dan Wang a few decades ago, but he does not like to be bound, not to serve in Bodhi, but to travel to the mainland."

"So how is he coming back now?" The black wind was looking at the curiosity in the field, and there was no previous contempt in his eyes.

"You see the young man next to the young lady, because he." Shan Zicheng pointed to Hong Mu: "It is said that Hong’s predecessors adopted Hong Mu outside. His talent is very high. It is the first genius in the tower. Legend has it that Hong Lao is Because the cultivation of Hong Mu was only returned to Bodhi."