What's more, he took over Ai Le's things, and he couldn't hide it.

"Okay, it's a bet."

Lingxi moved quickly, swiftly took out the pen and paper and started to write the contract. After writing it, his signature was handed to Fang Jinhong.

"Are you still afraid that I will lie to you? Huh, at the level of Ye Qingyu, still wanting to be number one? It's a joke."

"Since Dr. Fang is a person who keeps his promises, what are you afraid of signing a letter, you are not afraid that you will win, and I will be wrong?"

Fang Jinhong was blocked for a while, and he stopped talking, and signed the contract. Lingxi took the contract back, and handed it to Shangguan Wei Hao under Fang Jinhong's gaze.

Lingxi said without changing his face: "Please also ask the elder Shangguan to help me be a testimony, so as to prevent me from acting like a villain and refuse to admit it."

Fang Jinhong's face was blue and white, and he didn't do anything less when he said such things.

"So, the old man will join in the fun and help you to be a testimony." Shangguan Wei Hao smiled and accepted the contract and placed it in front of him.

In this way, the gambling game took shape.

Ye Qingyu on the ring frowned and thought for a while, then turned around and took three materials.

"Hmph, did you see it, she herself is not confident. This is to bring back all the materials." Fang Jinhong's words, no one responded, he was still content with himself, waiting to receive the pill.

Ye Qingyu, who had brought the materials back, started to clean the pill furnace, and continued with the steps just now, and continued to refine the pill.

"Boom!" Fry the furnace again.

"Hahaha, this is a new trick. Did you see it? This time it's more thorough than the previous one." Because of the bet, the few people who were quite optimistic about Ye Qingyu shook their heads, saying that Ye Qingyu wanted to take it. First, there is really little hope.

Ye Qingyu continued to think, cleaned the pill furnace, put in herbs, and continued to refine the pill.

"Boom!" Fry the furnace again.

This time Fang Jinhong smiled even more arrogantly, and even asked if he should give him the pill first, so what else to bet on?

After Ye Qingyu thought about it, he added all the herbs once again.

It's just that the fryer didn't appear as Fang Jinhong expected this time. Until Ye Qingyu happily took out the five feathers from the pill furnace, Fang Jinhong couldn't believe that Ye Qingyu actually succeeded once.

In three days, some people finished it quickly, and some people were still messing around with bottles and jars when the time came.

If Ye Qingyu only refines one kind of pill, it won't take three days at all. The reason why she used to fry the stove before was also because she wanted to try to realize her previous plan and make her own pill to make her own mark.

If Ye Qingyu is most familiar with the visualization of supernatural powers, it is of course feathers. Ye Qingyu had simulated the nearly 80,000 feathers on Lan Lan. At the same time, there is also a "feather" in her name, so Ye Qingyu chose feathers as the shape of her pill.

This idea seems very simple, but it is not easy to do.

This process requires a strong sense of spirit, there is no doubt that it is the sense of spirit that controls the pill formation. But it's not just that the alchemist uses his divine sense to control the pill, and it becomes as simple as it wants in the process of forming.

Because every step of the alchemy inheritance that Ye Qingyu accepted had an exact alchemy technique, the key to alchemy was not only related to the last step.

Therefore, Ye Qingyu wanted to insert divine consciousness into feathers between several alchemy techniques, and merge this step with the upper and lower steps. It was necessary to practice. It is really rare for Ye Qingyu to find a breakthrough after frying the furnace three times. .

Although the feathers formed for the first time are not very good-looking, as long as the timing is mastered and the method is found, it will make perfect. In the next few successes, the feather pill that Ye Qingyu refined has indeed become more and more realistic.

Ye Qingyu hadn't rested for these three days, but she didn't refining fast. She fumbled and tried to perfect the formula.

After refining the pill, everyone also needs to submit a description of the finished product.

After everyone turned in the finished product, Ye Qingyu's pill was taken to the forefront. Not only is she the one who argues the most, but because of these three days, everyone understands it. Ye Qingyu didn't have a theory, she really knew how to make alchemy. He was still an alchemist with inheritance, and his level was even better than that of Shangguan Wei Ying who sat on the jury.

Because even if people throw all the materials into the pill furnace, they will eventually become a pill. After the elder Shangguan explained, everyone also wanted to understand that it wasn't that people didn't know how to make alchemy, but that they had a high level and strong mental power, and they could temper several kinds of herbs at the same time.

What's more, they can no longer deceive themselves and say that the pill of the same shape is being refined by the poor. They were all made into this shape on purpose.

Moreover, the rate of attainment of pill, shining through the light screen appeared before the eyes of the world. As for the efficacy of the pill, they can't wait to test it now.

Although Ye Qingyu thought out seven formulas, she only refined three. So what was handed over to the judges were three small medicine bottles, each with five feathers in the small jade bottle. This is the result of Ye Qingyu's control of the rate of pill formation. The rate of achieving a pill of 50%, this is not low in the world of cultivating immortals. Here, enough for her to use the game.

It is not good to behave too badly. She thinks that with her fate and too much blessing, she is afraid of being condemned by the gods.

As for the competition assessment, there is no stipulation on the number of pills that need to be turned in. After all, many people refine only a small tube of pills. In comparison, each of her five pills was enough.

In the process of refining the pill, Ye Qingyu wanted to separate a little bit of mental power to observe the people, to have a comparison, or to control his own pill rate, just a little bit higher than the strongest one. It's a pity that the arena has separated all of them and the players, and the line of sight can be seen, but the mental power can't penetrate.

Ye Qingyu's first medicine elicited a strong reaction from the judges.

"What a joke! Who are you fooling? Just this little thing, waiting to restore 70% of the powers of the tenth-level ability in an instant? It's whimsical!" Fang Jinhong looked at the feather pill held in Ye Fei's hand, and said something. With a wave of his sleeves, he knocked over the medicine bottle with Ye Qingyu's pill on the table.

For three days, Fang Jinhong lived like a year, watching the tablets of pill by Ye Qingyu, he panicked.

He can't lose the instrument he finally got! Therefore, now that he changed his blushing complexion three days ago, he attacked Ye Qingyu's pill in every possible way. Even more, I want to destroy the pill before other people have identified it.

Ye Fei struggled to protect the small dish in his hand, and the other judges also exclaimed.

"Boom!" The tray fell to pieces.