Chen Feng picked up his pen and wrote it according to the recipe of the Bingpo Pill in the Eight Nine Profound Arts.

From the refining steps to the required herbs, it is very complete.

"Give!"

After Chen Feng finished writing, he handed it over to Wan'er.

Wan'er took it and said with a smile.

"Please wait, I will arrange for the alchemy master now."

Wan'er was about to leave, and at this moment, an old man walked in outside the door, with his nostrils facing the sky and his face was arrogant.

"Mr. Wang, are you back?"

"It just so happens that a young man wants to refine an alchemy. Please take a look at the pill formula."

Wan'er walked forward and handed the pill recipe to Mr. Wang.

Mr. Wang held his hands behind his back and didn't bother to answer. He nodded and looked at him with his nose slanted.

Just after taking a look, I suddenly snatched the pill recipe.

Then, he blew his nose on the pill recipe, rubbed it, and threw it into the trash can.

this……

Suddenly, Wan'er was stunned.

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at Mr. Wang coldly.

"Old Wang, what do you mean?" Wan'er asked a little displeased.

"Hmph!" Old Wang snorted coldly and said proudly.

"Where did this pill recipe come from?"

"It was provided by this young master." Wan'er pointed at Chen Feng and said.

Old Wang glanced at Chen Feng with a slanted eyes, sneered, and said contemptuously.

"Young man, are you sure, are you a elixir recipe?"

Chen Feng raised his head, looked at Mr. Wang, and said in a cold tone.

"Yes, it's the recipe for Bingpo Pill."

"Wrong!" Mr. Wang suddenly raised his voice and said sarcastically.

"That's not a elixir, it's shit!"

Swish!
Chapter completed!