The third stage of the competition has actually lost much significance when it enters the last day.

Now that I have not been able to refine ten fourth-grade pills, my strength will not be too high. Even if I barely enter the fourth stage, I will have to be the life of being a green leaf and have no chance to compete. The final ranking of the competition.

Therefore, the official monks of South Vietnam have a very relaxed attitude. After two days of rigorous appraisal, the ranking has already appeared and there will be basically no changes. The remaining people who have not yet come out will either be eliminated or directly added to the list, which is very simple.

Behind the supervisory seat, as the game time was about to end, Lord Hulunhehe stood up and was about to turn around and leave with a pleasing voices around him.

Every time the game reaches this point, there will be many strange things, unwilling to accept their final failure, or playing amnesia and crazy to gain sympathy, or pestering and begging him for a chance to become famous. Lord Hulunhehe has seen so many things like this, and he is not willing to waste even a minute of time because of them.

So leaving early is a good choice.

However, just as Lord Hulunhehe turned around, a subordinate suddenly flew over. He looked strange and had a constipated expression, "Sir... Lord, please judge whether the elixir of this participating monk is considered qualified?"

This subordinate, Lord Hulunhehe, has the impression that he was a monk under his command who was quite accomplished in elixirs. Could it be that some people could cause him any confusion?

With a hint of curiosity, Lord Hulunhe took the jade box, frowned slightly after opening it, and his eyes gradually became gloomy.

In the jade box, there are a total of ten pills, each giving people a feeling of being about to die.

That's right, that's the feeling!

Fourth-grade pills...Okay, let's call them fourth-grade pills for now, but Lord Hulunhehe swears that he has never seen such a miserable fourth-grade pill.

Each one is, will reach and meet the boundary of the fourth grade. It seems that with a breath, they will fall into the third grade one after another.

How could it be such a coincidence? Lord Hulunhehe's first thought was that someone was taking this opportunity to demonstrate to the organizer of the competition! He immediately suppressed this idea, unless there was a problem with his mind, who would dare to do this?

"Who refined these elixirs?"

The monk under his command turned around and pointed.

Lord Hulunhe looked over calmly, his expression was stunned, and then he turned ashen. If it weren't for his cunning enough, he would have been unable to help but curse.

It's this bastard again!

When I was in the alchemy furnace tower, I played everyone. In the second part of the alchemy, I also pressed the point and handed over a fourth-grade pill that barely reached the middle grade. Now it is coming again.

It's sensational, I don't know what's going on!

Do you really think that doing this can get attention? Lord Hulun Hehe suppressed his anger, his eyes suddenly brightened, locking in the ten pills in the jade box. He swore that if there was any unqualified part of the ten pills, he would brush this bastard without hesitation.

After more than ten breaths, Lord Hulun closed the jade box with a "pop", and his face became even more ugly. All these elixirs that looked half dead were ranked fourth. Even if they fell, they were only a short distance away from falling.

It was so good that this bastard absolutely intentional. What he wanted to do and what he wanted to do? I wish I could stuff this bastard into the ground and step on it a hundred times, but the rules were rules. Since he had refined a pill that meets the requirements within the specified time, no matter how angry he was in his heart, he could not destroy the fairness of the competition due to his personal emotions.

"He's qualified! Give him the last place on the ranking list!"

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Lord Hulun Hehe left with his sleeves.

Qin Yu didn't know that he had been hated by a group of official monks at this time and received a cold and qualified reply. He didn't care about being surprised by the other party's attitude and hurriedly opened the official ap on his phone.

Sure enough, a large piece of dead grayish white, if I had chosen to exchange it before, all the materials I got would be in vain. Qin Yu's fingers quickly slid, and the medicinal materials warehouse was quickly pulled to the end. He suddenly felt a chill in his heart... The remaining materials seemed to be unable to make up any finished pill recipe.

"Haha! Haha! Haha! Haha! Thirty years of hard work, I wanted to soar into the sky, but I was defeated again, and I couldn't even get a complete piece of materials. So what if I could enter the fourth stage? If I failed, I was completely defeated in this life! God, why are you so cruel to me?" The howling guy had the early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation. Based on the 800th lifetime, he is still very young now, but perhaps because of the reason why he suffered too much torture, he looked as old as a ten-year-old man in the mortal world.

At this time, the shriveled orange peel is like a face, and it is full of madness in pain and despair. "I failed, don't think you can succeed. I have ten points, and I will exchange them all for zimuth grass, so that you can't make up for the medicinal herbs. If you fail, you will fail completely with me!"

The roar in his ears continued. The next moment, the picture of the zimuth grass on the official ap became dim, and the grayish-white color showed that it had been removed from the shelves. Qin Yu's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at the monk who was still scolding and was forcibly taken away by the official monk, and finally understood why the situation in front of him was happening.

Sure enough, there are many villains in the world, and I can’t live a good life, so don’t think you can feel comfortable!

It's really troublesome now... Are you really going to fall into this place?

His fingers unconsciously crossed the official ap, with 10 points, and he only had 10 points...

Suddenly, Qin Yu's fingers froze, his eyes widened and his head lowered, looking at the points column.

What caught my eye was a big 7.

7 points, how could it be 7 points!

Qin Yu was bizarrely angry. My master stayed up all the time for three days, worked so hard that he had refined thirty pieces of ingredients. He worked hard to get these ten fourth-grade pills.

It is agreed that a pill has 1 to 3 points. I know that we are not performing well, but at least we have to give 10 points, right? What the hell is 7 points?

Originally, seeing the hard work, but he was trapped in the next tragic ending without pills to refine, he was already sad enough, and even deducted his points.

Even if the competition is officially held by the South Vietnamese country, so what if the background is deep? This matter must be explained!

Qin Yu was indignant and rushed towards an official monk who had not yet left the scene. But at this moment, what he didn't notice was that two monks not far away, one of them had a slightly bright look, and he slightly changed direction. A button in front of him had a light flashed across the surface.

The official monk caught by Qin Yu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, refined ten kinds of pills, and finally only received 7 points. He had never seen this before.

Judging from Qin Yu's angry face, it shouldn't be fake, otherwise who would have been so destined to be so damn, and dared to throw dirty water on the official competition.

"Please wait, fellow Taoist, I will check it for you immediately." Taking out the phone, the official monk quickly contacted Shangguan, and at the same time he was leaving, Qin Yu's number.

"Yes, the participating monk number is 9527, and he handed in ten kinds of pills, but there are only 7 points in the official ap."

"It's okay, I'll wait a moment, just check it out."

"Ah, OK, I understand."

“I will handle it.”

Hang up the phone, the official monk's eyes fell on Qin Yu, showing coldness,

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) "Fellow Daoist, I have found the results, and the points are not wrong. In the third part, you can indeed get 1 to 3 points for each refining a fourth-grade pill. However, the quality of the elixirs for the Taoist Daoist is too poor. After the appraisal committee decision, you will be deducted 3 points as a punishment."

He had just learned that this was from the above meaning. Obviously, the monk in front of him was very disliked by a certain Shangguan. Of course, he had to show the coldness of the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves so that Shangguan knew that I must follow you firmly and be your most loyal subordinate.

Qin Yu frowned, "I have never heard of it. There is a rule to deduct points."

The official monk rolled his eyes, "From today, there will be one." He looked at him with a cold look on his face, "If you don't agree, you can file a complaint." He turned around and left, and a sneer came faintly, "At this level, you still have the face to get points, so why not exchange it for Eternal Night Magic Mushrooms and eat it all to death!"

Qin Yu stayed there and forgot about this person's indifference, mockery, and thoughts in his mind...

Eternal Night Magic Mushroom...Eternal Night Magic Mushroom...

It seems that this name has been seen somewhere, and it can be refined, a strange pill.

Qin Yu closed his eyes, and the imprinted in his mind was turned out. Soon he found what he needed: the magic puppet pill, made of eternal night magic mushrooms, incorporated into his own blood, tempered and combined into one, and then he could become a pill.

Next is a large article about the detailed introduction of the Demon Puppet Pill. Finally, the Demon Puppet Pill can be named, summoned the Demon Puppet, and judge the level of the pill based on the strength of the puppet.

This is an extremely strange pill. Even in the land of gods and demons, few monks have refined it.

Because the magic puppet pill is too useless.

The first is the difficulty of refining.

The Demon Puppet Pill requires three pieces of eternal night magic mushrooms that are fused with blood into one. Those who are qualified to do this are at least the master of alchemy, and the master of alchemy can refine some pills at will, which is much more valuable than the Demon Puppet Pill.

The second is the power of the elixir.

The puppet summoned by the Demon Puppet Pill can only last for half an hour, and its strength is quite weak, probably only at the level of the Golden Pill. Who cares about such power? What's more, it also requires the use of its own blood.

In the eyes of many people, the prescription for the Magic Puppet Pill is just a matter of making up the numbers.

But now, this magic puppet pill that made up the numbers gave Qin Yu a hope.

Although I just scanned it, if I remember correctly, there should be some.

He hurriedly opened the official ap, and indeed found the inconspicuous Eternal Magic Mushroom in the corner.

This kind of auxiliary material that can only be used with extremely toxic elixirs, and can also be replaced by other medicinal materials. Now it is placed there alone. Even the revenge monk who wants to attract people and fall into the abyss of failure together would not have thought of redeeming it.

Eternal Night Magic Mushroom, exchange price 1 points, remaining quantity 7.

In Qin Yu's opinion, this coincidence is more like a kind of will in the clear, in some kind of heaven.

He had an extremely strong premonition that he could refine a magic puppet puppet puppet puppet, and it was a very different magic puppet puppet puppet.

Stop saying anything...

Place an order!

Swish-

The points are cleared, and the prompt shows that Qin Yu has obtained seven complete pieces of Eternal Night Magic Mushrooms.

He turned around and left, and he wanted to get them quickly.

Qin Yu didn't know that his conversation with the official monks and his subsequent performance were taken in a complete shot by a button-shaped camera.

Moreover, this shooting is not a recording, but a live broadcast directed to the general audience.
Chapter completed!