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"Compete with him in pill forging?" Qingyang was a little doubtful, thinking that the so-called pill refining should be Shangguan Dun testing if he was really a pharmacist, since he was talking about so many rare and precious herbs.

"How is it? "Brother Yang Chou, the winner will be the medicinal herb that the Purple-Gold Bone Ointment needs." He had been staring into Qingyang's eyes, as if trying to pick up some clues from it.

"That's fine too, it's not unfair." Qingyang nodded after a moment, his eyes were like deep pools of water with no fluctuations, making it even harder for Shangguan Dun to read. "But what kind of pill is it to be concocted?" "How do I refine it?"

Beside him, Fan Jing was taken aback by Qingyang's response. He smiled and said, "Brother Shangguan, you decide what kind of pill to make."

Nodding his head, Shangguan Sheng spoke after pondering for a moment, "How about this. I'll go back and check the Alchemy Book before making an announcement tomorrow. It's a bit fair. As for how to refine it, how about it is according to your preferences?"

Seeing the two of them nod in agreement, Shangguan Dun's face also lit up. He exchanged a few pleasantries before leaving with Fan Jing.

"Teacher, that Fan Jing is an immortal alchemist. Are you confident tomorrow?" Only after seeing that Shangguan Chen and Fan Jing had left did Shangguan Mu speak with concern.

"Won't we know tomorrow?" Qingyang gazed at the wretched Fan Jing as he lightly smiled in response.

Qingyang had tried refining all sorts of pills from the < Alchemy Book > as well. Naturally, the alchemists were not outlandish. Relying on the various rare herbs given by Dongfang Bo, he also refined some immortal masters.

So that Fan Jing was only a Foundation Establishment expert, and Qingyang didn't really care about him. It wasn't that Qingyang looked down on him, but rather that he didn't like his hypocritical personality.

"Fan Jing." After muttering to himself, Qingyang turned around and walked into his room, "Why do I keep having the feeling that there's something wrong with this person?"

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"Dun'er, do you really want to give the Purple Gold Bone Ointment's medicinal ingredients to the winner? "If Fan Jing loses, then ?" In the Shangguan family study, Shangguan Li knitted his brows as he looked at Shangguan Dunwen who was reading the 'Alchemy Book'.

"Hehe, Daddy, don't worry." Looking up, Shangguan Chen smiled and said: "If Yang Chou wins, it naturally proves that he didn't lie to us. Father, your fire poison is saved, so the herbs needed for the Purple-Gold Bone Ointment can be used as a thank you gift."

"I hope this kid can win. If he's a swindler, it would be really embarrassing." Shangguan Li sighed softly, his eyes filled with worry.

No matter what was said, Qingyang was still the savior of his granddaughter and grandson. If they lost the match, how would the Shangguan Family treat Qingyang? Chase? Cursing?

Everyone was thinking about this matter with different thoughts in their minds. Only Qingyang was still cultivating in his own room, not caring at all about the competition tomorrow. If he lost to Fan Jing, he wouldn't be able to afford the title of 'Medical Saint'.

The next day before noon, the competition between the mysterious expert Yang Chou and the Immortal Medicine Master Fan Jing of the Shangguan Family for the refinement of pills had become a hot topic in the Shangguan Mansion. All sorts of guesses followed one after another.

Some people said that Yang Chou wanted to get more benefits from the Shangguan family even if he couldn't save Shangguan Jingxiang and Shangguan Mu, which was why he asked for the herbs so openly.

Some people said that Yang Chou was a true hermit expert, the lives of Shangguan Family's young miss and young master were even more precious than this Purple-Gold Bone Ointment. Furthermore, Yang Chou had promised to expel the fire poison for Shangguan Li.

No matter how one guessed, they were still filled with anticipation for this competition. After all, one of them, Fan Jing, was a true immortal alchemist.

"Teacher, right now, this matter is causing quite a stir. You must kill that Fan Jing's spirit." Shangguan Mu said softly as he stood beside Qingyang, but from the looks of it, he was quite hopeful that Fan Jing would lose the match.

"I wonder what kind of pill I will be refining during this competition. Hopefully, it won't be too difficult." Shangguan Jingxiang, who was standing next to Qingyang, murmured to herself.

"Hur hur, what are you worried about?" Qingyang turned his head to look at Shangguan Jingxiang, who looked a little worried. He softly said, "If it's a little more difficult, then Fan Jing might not have been able to refine it."

Shangguan Jingxiang raised her head and glanced at Qingyang, she felt that this person was sometimes cold and sometimes funny, she really couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

Behind them were two stone tables. The jade vases of medicine on the stone table were meant for the competition. From the looks of Fan Jing's white clothes, if one did not look at his wretched face, he really did look like a drug refiner.

Looking at the Shangguan inner court which was already surrounded by a lot of people, Qingyang avoided the eyes that were full of emotions towards him and walked straight to the center.

"Brother Yang Chou has also arrived. So what do we do now? " With a faint smile, Qingyang walked to his side and asked, "Today, my Shangguan family's Medicine Master Fan Jing competed with Mr. Yang Chou to refine pills, the winner will obtain the herbs needed for the Purple-Gold Bone Ointment, everyone here is my witness."

Shangguan Dun turned to the two of them and said with a chuckle, "Please stand behind the stone table and wait for a moment."

Fan Jing and Qingyang followed his instructions and walked to the stone table, quietly waiting for the pill that Shangguan Dun would announce for them today. Everyone started guessing which pill the Shangguan Family Head would choose for them.

In the time it took to boil a cup of tea, two guards came forward with two bags and handed them to Shangguan tong. They bowed and backed off, and immediately, everyone's gazes were attracted by the two bags.

"Okay, today, the medicinal plants needed to concoct the medicinal pellets are in your bag." Smiling at the two standing behind the stone table, Shangguan Dun passed the two parcels to them and said, "The pills that were not refined this time are based on the herbs in the parcels. The outcome will be decided according to the color of the medicinal effects you two have refined. I wonder what you two think?"

This was a bit new. Although they had the same supply of herbs, they had to be refined to give the pharmacists more room to make use of them. Shangguan Sheng's words immediately attracted the attention of the crowd.

Seeing the two of them nod, Shangguan Dun said clearly: "The competition begins, time limited to two hours."

Fan Jing quickly opened the pouch and glanced at the herbs within. His face lit up. Distracted Wood, Cloud Ganoderma, Sage Herb, Pine Festival, Turtle Essence ? weren't these the herbs needed to refine the Bone Replenishing Pill?

The Bone Replenishing Pill was a top-grade medicine made by the Shangguan family. It could regenerate broken bones and open up vast meridians, if consumed by the injured, they would be able to recover in less than half a month. However, if consumed by a person with blocked meridians, the tenacity of the body's meridians would reach the peak of the Houtian realm.

"It seems like this Shangguan Sheng is still in love with him." Fan Jing secretly laughed to himself as he turned his body to look at the frowning Azure Sun. He immediately felt incomparably carefree.

"What kind of pills can these medicinal herbs concoct?" There is no medicinal pill in this' Alchemy Book 'that requires these herbs. " Qingyang currently frowned as he looked at the medicinal plants in the cloth bag. He actually felt as if he had nowhere to attack.

"This distraction can strengthen the spleen and kidney, strengthen the spleen and protect the liver, stimulate the blood circulation of Sage Herb, activate the meridians, and this Turtle Essence has a miraculous effect of growing bones." He secretly checked the effects of the various medicinal herbs. Since there were no records of them in the 'Alchemy Book', he would think about what kind of medicinal pill he could make.

"This Shangguan Dun is one of the few Divine Alchemists, while Fan Jing is an Immortal alchemist. The medicinal herbs he gave me are at least of the Immortal class." Glancing lightly at the busy Fan Jing, Qingyang thought to himself, "From the looks of it, Fan Jing should know what kind of pills these herbs can be used to refine. Since it's not in the Alchemy Book, it should be a self-made pill of the Shangguan family."

"Look at the medicinal properties of these medicinal herbs. The medicinal pills I refined should be able to strengthen the bones and strengthen the body." Feeling Fan Jing's mocking gaze, Qingyang coldly snorted. "What a joke. If I were to compare myself to you, then as Hua Tuo, I would have wasted my time on the [Blue Sack Sutra]!"

"Above the Nine Prefectures, I will create a pill that is not in the 'Alchemy Book'!"