Chapter 1287: Will you alchemy

A total of 1,024 medicinal herbs were transferred back to Shendan at level six and five.
If you want to successfully refining a fine elixir, it is still difficult for the sixth-level pharmacist to make it.
The average six-level refining pharmacist is able to refining a sublime elixir, which is already very good.
As for the above products, the number of people who can successfully make them should be reduced by two-thirds.
As for the superb grade, maybe one person can't refine it for hundreds of years.
After Zhang Xing's inspection was correct, he started to ignite the fire according to the steps and oven, and discharged the messy herbs in order.
Then wait for the oven temperature to reach the standard temperature, and then add the herbs in turn.
He also practiced this elixir for the first time, so he performed fairly well.
He has already exceeded the other players too much time, so don't worry.
Melting slowly.
This time, the elders of the pharmacist's guild beside the proctor's examination performed fairly well.
He didn't speak badly because he was so impatient to enter the third level.
Although Zhang Xing slowed down, he controlled everything very skillfully.
The temperature of the fire will also change as the herbs in the furnace change.
After half an hour, the fire was extinguished and the lid was not immediately opened.
I just want to sit still for a while, and carefully experience the process of alchemy.
He believes that every time alchemy is an improvement, only by continually summing up can we go further.
But at this moment, an untimely voice came from the ear.
"Zhang Xing, what are you thinking? The fire is out, will you make alchemy?"
"A thousand herbs, it's a waste of you to waste it for nothing!"
Open your eyes and see who else besides the pharmacist's elders who supervised the exam?
Zhang Xing was puzzled. Are the elders of the proctors brothers all having a head?
Do you especially like to teach others?
Endured them for three games, and did not scold them for two sentences, it seems to be a little unhappy in my heart!
"Oh! I've finished refining, don't tell me if you don't understand!"
Zhang Xing said lightly.
"What? I don't understand? I'm talking nonsense?"
Elder Han Li stared, his beard cocked.
How can this be true, I am a dignified eighth-level pharmacist, and you say that I do not understand?
"Hmm! I'm reminding you, I'm pointing you!"
"It's such a clumsy boy, what!"
Han Lüyi shook his sleeves and was not polite.
"Joke, remind me to point me when the fire goes out?"
"Don't put gold on your face, are you used to teaching others?"
"Can I learn from Zhang Xing at will? Put away your one (t o), you are not qualified yet!"
Zhang Xing politely returned.
It's against you!
A little candidate dare to run against the examiner. Who gives you courage?
Han Liqi's almost exploded!
"Zhang Xing, go out to me right away. I will disqualify you from the examination by the elders (sh n). You will end this contest!"
Han Lu's face (color) turned red, and Zhang Xing shouted angrily.
"Ha ha! I'm afraid you don't have this power!"
Zhang Xing sat cross-legged, with an ironic expression on his face.
"I don't have this right? Today I will show you whether I have this right!"
Talking about turning (body sh n), he would report Zhang Xing's bad behavior.
But at this moment, a voice of doubt came.
"What happened to Elder Han (fa)?"
Han Lü turned his head, his eyes flickered.
It's Mr. Ding who is the president (the body sh 大 n).
"Supervisor, Zhang Xing violated the rules and insulted the elders of the proctor, and I suggest that he be disqualified!"