Alchemy & Martial Supreme

His mind was filled with thoughts. Taking advantage of this moment of inspiration, Qin Ming went through the entire process of concocting the pill in his mind.    

    

"If the Mind Planting Tree can't do it, then what Spiritual Plant is suitable for it!"    

    

The Grade Nine Spirit Plant in his memory flashed through his mind one by one, and finally stopped on a stalk of poisonous grass.    

    

"Death Soul Grass, a grass that can extinguish the soul! It's you! "    

    

Qin Ming stretched out his hand and took out a Spiritual Plant from the jade rack. He had a premonition in his heart. This Spiritual Plant was what he needed!    

    

This premonition did not come out of thin air. Instead, it was something that came naturally from his heart, as he was extremely familiar with the entire pill formula after testing it out over and over again!    

    

"The Death Soul Grass can't do anything to the Martial Saint, but it can make the Martial Cultivator underneath the Martial Saint faint for more than a year!"    

    

"The most important thing is that the medicinal properties within it conflict with the Body Extinguishing Grass and the Thousand Year Qin Stalactite!"    

    

With the Death Soul Grass in hand, Qin Ming picked a few Spiritual Plant from the other wooden shelves and placed them on the table. He then took a few more Spiritual Plant from the table and put them back on the shelf.    

    

The main Spiritual Plant had been changed. The supplementary Spiritual Plant naturally had to be changed according to the medicinal properties of these three types of Spiritual Plant!    

    

"There should be no need to test it out. We can directly make a move!"    

    

Qin Ming looked at the Spiritual Plant that had already been placed on the table and inspected them one by one. After examining them in his heart, he discovered that there were no problems. He took a deep breath.    

    

"Pill God Fire, refine."    

    

A low shout sounded in the alchemy room. Qin Ming's eyes were focused.    

    

Outside the door, xiaolong and Xiao Xian had already recovered from the explosion.    

    

"Brother Xian, are you feeling better? Are you still dizzy?"    

    

Xiao Long asked in a low voice.    

    

Xiao Xian rubbed his head and said: "Not very dizzy, but still a little! Maybe he was shaken twice and hasn't recovered yet. "    

    

"Me too!" Xiaolong smiled bitterly and said, "The first time was almost done, but it was almost done. Who would have thought that there would be another sound."    

    

"Not only do I feel dizzy now, I also feel a little bloated!"    

    

"Do you think Sir will blow up the furnace?"    

    

"No..." Xiao Xian denied it without thinking. However, when he remembered that he had just said that Qin Ming would not blow up the furnace again, he was immediately slapped in the face. The words that were about to come out of his mouth became: "Let's be careful!"    

    

"If we are blown up again, I think my mind will be weak!"    

    

Right at this moment, a strange sound rang out from within the pill concocting room.    

    

The two of them looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. They hurriedly covered their ears and waited for the explosion that was about to arrive.    

    

The two of them secretly complained in their hearts.    

    

They really couldn't understand the person inside. They heard from other disciples that Qin Ming's skill in alchemy was extremely high, especially when he was refining Full Moon Pill. He had reached a terrifying perfect state.    

    

However, after getting along with him, it was completely different from what they had imagined.    

    

Not only did the furnace explode, it also exploded so loudly. It was simply even more terrifying than thunder!    

    

Furthermore, it was not the first time! It was the second time. Now, there was another strange sound. It seemed like there would be a third time.    

    

The first time could be explained as bad luck. Those powerful Alchemist had bad luck, and when they were in a bad state, they would occasionally explode.    

    

But two times in a row, it couldn't be bad luck!    

    

Did Qin Ming really know how to concoct pills?    

    

He couldn't be a liar, could he?    

    

Both of them couldn't help but doubt in their hearts. However, elder Cang Yu was on equal footing with them. With Elder Cang Yu's skill in alchemy, if Qin Ming was really a liar, it should be very easy for him to find out. It shouldn't be possible for him to concoct pills for three whole years without any doubt!    

    

"What are you guys doing?" Cang Yu walked over from afar and saw two disciples covering their ears and lowering their heads, looking very uncomfortable.    

    

Instantly, Cang Yu felt a little angry in his heart. He had specially instructed them to come with him, but covering their ears, how could they come with him?