Ji Wufeng activated the yin and yang fire, and the medicinal materials on his palm were instantly dissolved.

Fu Baicao widened his eyes and said, "Hey, boy, you might as well refine medicine like this, right? At least you have to find a elixir furnace."

Ji Wufeng was too lazy to pay attention to him and continued to move his hands.

Fu Baicao curled his lips and said, "At a young age, he is quite capable of pretending."

Although it is not necessary to refine pills, it is impossible for anyone to refine pills without a hand. In his eyes, Ji Wufeng is completely pretending to be a pretentious person.

But the next scene was dumbfounded, and he felt that the spiritual energy in the air around him was constantly gathering, and finally gathered in Ji Wufeng's hands.

"What's going on?"

Fu Baicao stared at Ji Wufeng's hand with wide eyes, and saw that the medicinal materials were dissolved and then quickly merged, which was to condense the pill.

But this is too fast, right? Alchemy takes time, because all the medicinal properties of the medicinal materials need to be dissolved and then blended together to stimulate the medicinal properties.

With Fu Baicao's level, it takes at least an hour to start condensing the elixir, but Ji Wufeng only had a few minutes to add up.

In Fu Baicao's confusion, the spirit-gathering pill in Ji Wufeng's hand condensed and formed.

He threw the spirit gathering pill to him casually, and Ji Wufeng said with his eyes slanted: "Look at it carefully, what does it mean that people are more dead than people, and that people are more hungry."

Fu Baicao took the spirit-gathering pill and looked carefully. His mouth suddenly opened wide, and his chin was almost falling to the ground. His voice trembled: "This...is this...is the spirit-gathering pill?"

This is a very common and common spirit gathering pill.

However, the spiritual energy contained in it is too rich, at least more than five times the effect of ordinary spirit-gathering elixirs.

If the level of the alchemist is measured by the medicinal effect of the spirit-gathering pill, the level of the ordinary spirit-gathering pill is average. Those with twice the medicinal effect can be called masters, while those with three times the medicinal effect are already at the master level.

But these five times the efficacy...

Fu Baicao looked at Ji Wufeng, shivered all over excitedly, and said, "How did you do it?"

In fact, when Ji Wufeng was in the cultivation world, he not only had unparalleled combat power, but also a master of alchemy. It was no problem to just have a spirit gathering pill.

However, although Ji Wufeng didn't care, he was actually surprised.

Because even if his skills are fully restored, the spirit-gathering pill he has refined has only four times the effect at most. Now he is only in the foundation-building stage, and the effect of three times is already at its peak. Unexpectedly, it is astonishing as five times.

After a while of contemplation, he couldn't figure it out and opened Fu Baicao's Qiankun bag again, took out all the medicinal materials inside in one breath, hovered in the air, released yin and yang fire, and quickly dissolved.

Fu Baicao was stunned and said, "Oh my God, it's okay if you don't use the alchemy furnace to refine medicine, and you can also refine seven kinds at the same time?"

That's right, the medicinal materials in Qiankun bag can be refined in total seven kinds of elixirs, and Ji Wufeng has refined them all in one go.

Not only that, the elixirs quickly formed the elixir.

Fu Baicao's eyes were almost glaring and exploded, and he murmured, "The bone removal pill with twice the effect of medicine, the Ding Shen Pill with three times the effect of medicine, and the blood coagulation pill with four times the effect of medicine... Oh my god,

Is this kid the God of Medicine?"

It is amazing enough to make alchemy without using a elixir furnace, and there are seven kinds of them in one refinement.

What made Fu Baicao even more unacceptable was that each of the seven elixirs was several times more effective, and some of them might not even be able to do it.

Even if each type is measured by the master of alchemy, isn’t Ji Wufeng equivalent to the seven masters?

Damn, this is so scary. This kid is not a human at all, he is simply a monster!

No, he is not a monster, he is a god, a medicine god!

Ji Wufeng finally found the reason, the root cause lies in the chaotic power in his body.
Chapter completed!