C158 Qin Ming Pill
C158 Qin Ming Pill
"Pill God Body, refine!" A purple flame appeared in front of Qin Ming out of nowhere and threw the Spiritual Plant into the flame.
In an instant, the Spiritual Plant began to turn into liquid. Small beads of various colors appeared and danced in the air, looking very beautiful.
Condense!
The small beads of liquid began to collide, and very quickly, they turned into small pill.
Qin Ming took out a Jade Bottle and caught the flying pill. There were a total of ten of them, and each pill could only be refined into ten.
Qin Ming had clearly reached the largest number of ten.
"What kind of pill is this?" Elder Qing, who was watching from the side, asked.
Qin Ming smiled and said: "This is the Qin Ming Pill."
Qin Ming's pill?
Qin Ming Pill!
There was such a pill?
Elder Qing was even more puzzled.
"En..." Qin Ming smiled and said, "It's a pill named after me.
Or rather, it's a pill without a name. I haven't thought of a name yet."
"The pill you researched, a third grade pill?" Elder Qing's voice was eight degrees higher than before.
My god!
The pill that Qin Ming had created was also a third grade pill.
How old was Qin Ming? How could he possibly create a pill?
Each type of pill had been tested countless times, and it was only possible to research a very experienced old Alchemist.
A simple pill formula, how much pain and bitterness was behind it?
Qin Ming, however, said it so simply and casually.
It was as if he had developed a type of pill. It was like drinking tea, not worth mentioning at all.
Qin Ming handed two pill to Elder Qing and said:
"One is for you to study, and the other is for Patriarch of Ouyang Family to consume.
This pill can cure any second grade or third grade poison."
"It can cure any poison of the Second Grade third grade. Do you have this pill?"
Elder Qing held the two pill and looked at them with all his might as he asked.
Qin Ming nodded without hesitation. "This kind of pill is enough.
Of course, it had to be a perfect grade pill. As for what kind of poison it could cure, it had to be a perfect grade pill.
I've never concocted one before, so I don't know either. "
If it's not a Perfect Pills, then what is it for? With Qin Ming's ability, if he wanted to refine a non-perfect grade pill, he would have to make a mistake on purpose. How troublesome and painful was this?
"Alright!" Helpless, Elder Qing carefully put away the pill.
The pill that Qin Ming had given him to research... It was not just one or two kinds, but he had not even researched a single pill.
However, this time, Qin Ming had refined a pill in front of him. The Spiritual Plant he used was very clear. There should be some clues about it.
When he thought of this, he felt a little disheartened. Qin Ming had even started to develop his own pill.
But he could not even research the pill that Qin Ming gave him.
Comparisons were really infuriating.
He didn't want to think about it anymore. The more he thought about it, the more he lost his confidence. It was better to save the Ouyang Family first.
But...
In an instant, Elder Qing's expression turned ugly again.
"What's wrong?" Qin Ming asked.
"Nothing... nothing!" Elder Qing said hurriedly.
How could he say that? He had already told the Ouyang Family that Patriarch of Ouyang Family was poisoned and did not have the time to refine the pill.
It was already difficult to save him from the effects of the pill.
But this slap in the face was too fast. It was estimated that the Ouyang Family had already started preparing for the funeral.
How was he going to rectify this?
Shaking his head, Elder Qing greeted Qin Ming and walked towards the mansion of Ouyang Family. He would take every step he took. In any case, the Ouyang Family would surely thank him for saving this man.
They would never blame him.