On the high platform, a sly smile appeared on the face of the Heine Medicine Sect, and he looked at the tens of thousands of contestants who were slightly commotion in the audience with satisfaction, because he knew that his next words would make them even more turbulent!

"There are too many contestants this time. Before taking you to the rematch, I can only regretfully eliminate more than half of the people. Please pay attention to the time and quality!"

After saying that, the thin old man standing on the high platform quickly took out a thin incense from his sleeve and lit it, then excitedly raised the incense that had begun to burn, and began to laugh and shout: "In the time of an incense stick, we will sacrifice and refine elixirs and cauldrons, and there will be no limit on the variety! Those with the eighth grade quality are qualified to participate in the next round of competition with me!"

The sound of sea pinching is like throwing a stone into the sea, and one blow stirs up thousands of waves!

Damn! It’s such a scam!

The test started without saying hello!

Everyone looked at the fine incense that was constantly burning at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they saw a bombshell under the incense. If they had not refined a eighth-grade pill after the order, the bombshell would definitely blow them all to an end!

Tens of thousands of participating pharmacists in the Flame Square suddenly fell into chaos and wailing!

It has been spending a morning queuing for review and entering the market. Who would have thought that when the sun was about to set, the Lord Heine Medicine Sect suddenly launched such a sudden attack!

This is not a game! Before the official competition, more than half of the people must be eliminated!

Whoever has lost the chain now? Even the medicine cauldron has not been heated up, so he has to put a bed and go home! Then he will not be laughed at by the pharmacist branch at home!

The distance between tens of thousands of people was quickly widened, and each person occupied about one or more open space for the operation space for refining elixirs.

Generally, pharmacists who are capable of participating in the competition will carry their own hand-held medicine cauldrons and basic herbs with them. Eighth grade elixirs are not difficult for pharmacists who come to the imperial capital to participate in this competition through layers of town competitions and city competitions.

Because only alchemists whose refining level can basically maintain the seventh to nineth grade pills on weekdays will be certified as a "pharmacist" by the Pharmacist Association.

Among the tens of thousands of people present, except for contestants like Yaorao who have been involved in through abnormal channels, basically everyone has passed the "pharmacist" certification procedures for local pharmacist association branches, and some are even young students with Tianzhi and arrogant attitude in the pharmacist association.

But now these experienced pharmacists are in a hurry for the test content of Master Heine, which does not sound difficult.

Time is a huge limitation! A pillar of fine fragrance, from heating the medicine cauldron to grinding the fine herbs to the final elixir and refining, to make these complicated processes complete in one go like flowing water, it must be more than ten thousand trainings of basic pharmacist skills. No hesitation or thinking is allowed at any link, and treating basic skills as an innate instinct like breathing.

This is not the most critical, except time! The biggest difficulty lies in the chaos of the aura of the pill!

These noble pharmacists who are usually respected by aristocratic families and hired by the mercenary association have obtained the best resources and the best alchemy environment. They are never hindered when they are truly refining. You should know that a furnace of elixir is easily subject to drastic changes in the external environment during the refining process and produces changes in quality and medicinal properties.

Now tens of thousands of people are refining elixirs in a small space at the same time, and there is no restriction on the varieties of elixirs! The breath of various basic herbs is mixed together, and it is so messy that people are crazy!

If you are refining a cold blood coagulation pill, the one next to you suddenly took out a positive blood yarn grass and started grinding it. Once the breath mixes with each other, not only will the medicinal effect and quality of the cold blood coagulation pill be directly reduced, but even the blood yarn grass that is still the raw material will lose its original medicinal power.

The pharmacists' blood-covered eyes saw that the nearby competitors were all equipped with different varieties of raw materials, and they immediately had the urge to pounce forward and swallow them all alive!

This perverted test is to test their speed and their ability to purify pills! In such a harsh and chaotic environment, the quality of the eighth grade pills must be maintained! It is no less difficult than to refine a seventh grade pill in peace and quiet!

There are also a small group of pharmacists who instantly form temporary alliances and temper elixirs with medicinal properties, which to a certain extent eliminate some chaotic medicine energy.

There were also some pharmacists who were delusional to take fishing in troubled waters, and even secretly took out the eighth-grade pure medicine they just carried with them from their sleeves, pretending to be a newly tempered finished product. Unfortunately, before they had time to put the drug into the cauldron, they were thrown out of the crowd by the pharmacist monitors in white robes and directly lost their qualifications to participate!

Even the young man who secretly heated the cauldron at the beginning was forcibly replaced by the white-robed pharmacist monitor with a new universal copper cauldron of pharmacist.

The miserable young man who lost his own medicine cauldron because of his extra care, started heating the furnace cauldron again while having a bitter face. The expression was as frustrating as it would be.

Yaorao looked at the contestants in front, back and left and right.

The guy on the left was obviously scared by this sudden test of picking people and was so scared that he was half lost. He began to check his medicine bag at a loss and accidentally mixed some medicines with incompatible medicines. It seemed that he would probably not be able to complete the test within a stick of incense.

On the right is the hard-working young man who has changed his cauldron. Although he is very skillful in refining medicine, he missed the best time to temper the chemical properties because he is not familiar with the heating time of the new cauldron.

Behind him is a young man in his twenties who is a little thin and fairy-like. Judging from his raw materials, he seems to be trying to refine insecticides. Although insecticides are strictly speaking, they are not considered elixirs, as long as they are poisonous, they can also be refined into the quality of the eighth-grade pill. I wonder if he can pass the review...

The strong man in front of Yaorao sacrificed a strange furnace cauldron.
Chapter completed!