The next day, Feng Qing was sorting out the spiritual medicinal materials needed to refine the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill in the garden. While thinking about whether there were any substitutes for the lack of mermaid tears, Feng Xu waved an registration form to rush into the garden.

"Aqing, Aqing, just released the news yesterday, the number of people who signed up today has doubled. Now the people who are queuing up to register have already been lined up in the square!"

Feng Zhiliang and Jiang Cheng, who were sorting spiritual medicinal materials for Feng Qing, raised their heads when they heard this. Even Qin Muqing, who was holding a soul-supporting fruit, stopped moving and smiled and shouted to Feng Xu: "Uncle."

Feng Xu was in a good mood and held Qin Muqing in his arms and kissed him very hard. While taking out a shiny ore and throwing it to Qin Muqing to play with, he smiled and handed the registration list to Feng Qing to see.

"Look, the people on this list are all the best alchemists under the age of thirty, and they have all become famous in the past two years."

Feng Qing took it and glanced, not very interested.

"Since there are so many people, do you still have the mood to come here to run?"

"Isn't that rush to share good news with you! Ah Qing, I think you have to refine the ninth-grade spiritual pills, why not change the place to refine it?"

Feng Qing threw the thin piece of paper on Feng Xu's face: "You are so arrogant. I think it's like this. There are so many people. If I get into a devil, can you be responsible?"

"Who dares to disturb you?" Feng Xu immediately looked arrogant, "There are all our people outside, and they are protected by a big snake. Whoever dares to disturb you after eating the courage of the bear heart and leopard will be tired of living!"

Feng Qing snorted coldly: "You can say nice things? Ask Aliang and Xiaocheng if you are willing to share the high-end teaching of this master with others?"

This guy is really crazy about the hot spots. He wants to use the refining of the ninth-grade spiritual pill to attract people.

Is this something that anyone can see?

Sure enough, as soon as Feng Qing finished speaking, Feng Zhiliang and Jiang Cheng rushed to Feng Xu, their little heads shaking like rattles.

"Fifth Master Uncle, this is the reward my master gave to me and my senior brother. How can I share it with others!" Jiang Cheng expressed his determination to protect his rights.

They are the disciples of the master who can have such preferential treatment, so why can others have it?

Feng Zhiliang nodded aside and expressed his support for his junior brother's words.

Feng Xu, who was too excited, put down Qin Muqing in his arms, also felt that his thoughts were too lacking in consideration.

Feng Xu is a person who knows that he is not afraid of apologizing if he says the wrong thing and does the wrong thing. He grabbed the back of his head and smiles, and then apologizes to Aliang and Xiao Cheng.

"It's true that the uncle is too unconsidered, so this matter cannot be done like this." Feng Xu picked up the registration form on the ground and put it in his arms, and laughed at Feng Qing: "I'm just happy, come and report to you a letter. Ah Qing, how long does it take to refine the alchemy here to catch up with the start of the competition?"

Feng Qing thought for a while, "The day after tomorrow, it's time to start."

It is impossible to complete the refining of the ninth-grade spiritual pill in two days. She planned to take her little apprentice into the Nuwa Stone space to refine it, and ten days will be enough.

Moreover, Qin Muqing had not entered the Nuwa Stone Space yet, and Feng Qing also wanted to take her in and take a look.

Feng Xu, who received the accurate letter, smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth: "That's good. Then, then, you can still see it when you go through the ninth-grade alchemy. It's a good thing to see it, a good thing!"

"You won't let go of any chance."

"That's not. After so many years, only Ah Qing, you can refine the ninth-grade spiritual pill. When you experienced the alchemy tribulation in the valley, there were not many people who saw it, and there were not many alchemists among them. Now there are so many alchemists here, who doesn't want to see what the alchemism of your ninth-grade spiritual pill looks like?"

"If you want to see it, just look." Feng Qing didn't care: "I will take the three of them away later. If there is anything, I will talk about it when I come back. The reward has been given to my third brother."

"My third brother has already told me that you can concentrate on your work."

As he said that, Feng Xu turned around happily and walked out again. Before leaving, he had not forgotten to greet the big snake standing beside him. Feng Qing shook his head when he saw it.

It seems that the fact that no one has signed up for the Alchemist Competition these days really makes Feng Xu a headache. Now that he has solved it, this guy will be so happy.

After Fengxu left, Fengqing remembered that she forgot to ask Fengxu about Nangong Liuli.

Logically, Nangong Liuli knew that she was here and should have come to meet her. Why not only did the person not show up, Feng Xu hadn't mentioned it in the past two days, which was really strange.

After thinking about it, Feng Qing would throw these things behind her head first and continue to consider the possibility of replacing the mermaid tears.

The mermaid tear is said to be able to live dead people, flesh and bones, and keep their youth forever. Feng Qing feels that there is another thing that can be replaced by such medicinal effects.

Feng Qing took out a glass bottle, her fingers flashed by golden spiritual power, and a small hole was cut in the middle of her eyebrows. A drop of blood intertwined with golden and red came out of her eyebrows and was introduced into the glass bottle by her.

The wound that was cut with the golden spiritual power between her eyebrows instantly collapsed and disappeared without even a scar.

Feng Qing looked at a drop of blood in the glass bottle and looked thoughtful.

"This should be usable."

Feng Zhiliang, Jiang Cheng and Qin Muqing, who was standing on the ground, all saw Feng Qing pulling out his essence and blood, and his face changed.

"Mom, all, mom, Mu Muhuhu!"

When Qin Muqing saw Feng Qing bleeding, he didn't even bother to hold the orange crystal in his hand and threw it on the ground. He hugged Feng Qing's thighs and his facial features were wrinkled together.

Feng Qing paused down and smiled and asked Qin Muqing to look at her forehead: "Mom is fine, look, there is nothing to do."

Qin Muqing stretched out his little hand and touched Feng Qing's eyebrows. He made sure that there was no scar left, so he opened his mouth and smiled: "Doesn't your mother feel pain?"

"It doesn't hurt." Feng Qing kissed Qin Muqing's little face and showed her the glass bottle in her hand: "Look at Xiao Mumu, this is a good thing."

Feng Qing asked Jiang Cheng to walk in too, handed the glass bottle to Jiang Cheng, signaling Jiang Cheng and Feng Zhiliang to see.

"Master, is this your essence and blood?" Jiang Cheng frowned. The young man's face was childish but smart enough: "But Master, why does your essence and blood carry golden? The book says that only the God Lord has golden blood. Master, are you?"

Feng Zhiliang's eyes also lit up and looked at Feng Qing with admiration.

Feng Qing knew what his little disciple was thinking, but he had to expose their fantasy: "No, I am not the body of the God Lord now, but the body of the Demigod."

"The South China Sea mermaid tears are really a rare ninth-grade spiritual medicinal material. Now there are probably no more mermaid tears in the world, so I thought to replace them with my essence and blood. My essence and blood also have strong healing ability, which is even better than mermaid tears."
Chapter completed!