Chapter 962

Even the referee stood beside him in a daze. Did Qin Ming take part in the competition with this furnace of pills?

Now it's only two quarters of an hour after three hours. You can make two more heats of pills!

Did Qin Ming just use the gifted magical power to speed up the alchemy speed, and now he has no ability to use the talent supernatural power, knowing that he can't refine the elixir in the remaining time, so he simply gives up?

It's possible!

Even the referee thought he had figured out the key and went to Qin Mingdan.

All the disciples of wushenzong were watching attentively.

When the stone stove is turned on, there is no fragrance coming out from it, and there is no smoke or haze. It seems that there is nothing in it.

Ju Jun's eyes were wide, staring at Qin Ming's furnace. When there was no makeup inside, he was stunned for a moment, and then he burst out laughing.

"There is no fragrance. Have you refined all the spiritual plants?"

"It's no wonder that with such a big fire and crude alchemy, it's normal to refine pills. Young people should be more modest and learn from the older generation."

Ju Jun also wanted to say something ironic about Qin Ming, trying to teach the boy a good lesson, but suddenly he saw that the referee's eyes were wide and unbelievable, as if he had seen something shocking, and immediately stopped scolding him.

Even the judge's appearance, the disciples under the stage also saw in their eyes, one after another curious.

Even the referee is a martial Saint cultivation, is also a Dan saint, broad-minded, usually happy and angry not in color, in the end to see what, let him so surprised?

On the stage, even the referee raised his head and looked at Qin Ming carefully. After a long time, he took out the pills in the stove and put them in his palm.

"One, two, three..."

They didn't take out one, and the people at the scene followed them. Because the distance was far and the pills were not big, they were blocked by even the referee, and they couldn't really see it.

But when you count to five, everyone feels incredible. When you count to six, the whole venue is strangely quiet, but when you count to ten, you can hear the needle drop.

Even the referee has been taking ten times, put these pills into a delicate jade bottle.

Ju Jun stood on the stage, and the people under the stage didn't see it, but he could see it clearly.

Even the referee took out ten perfect grade Jiupin Wangyue Dan. He frowned and his mind was flying.

When the first perfect moon watching pill was taken out, Ju Jun felt that the pill was definitely not made by Qin Ming. He must have cheated.

Can not wait for him to expose, even the referee one after another, has been out of ten perfect moon pills.

But how can this be possible? Isn't it possible that a spirit plant for refining moon watching pills can only refine five moon pills at most?

What's more, all pills are of perfect quality. What the hell is this?

Even if there is no Dan medicine, no Dan master can refine perfect!

The so-called perfect, refers to refining the most theoretical pills, all pills are perfect quality.

No alchemist has ever been able to refine perfect. This is just a dream that alchemists can't reach. Usually, they only joke about perfection, because it's only feasible in theory and impossible in practice.

In the furnace of Qin Ming, there are ten moon pills, more than twice perfect.

A perfect nine grade pill, Ju Jun suspected that Qin Ming was cheating, but there was no evidence.

But ten perfect pills, although he still did not know how Qin Ming put the pills into it, no one would believe that he had just refined them.

No one will believe it!