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"Where did this idiot come from? is it funny? Although Alchemist Ling\'s cauldron is a little special, since he left it for last, it must have some unexpected uses. " The spiritual alchemy Masters present all frowned. Although they were all curious about Ling Chuxi\'s strange shape and even more strange size alchemy furnace, as long as one did not have a pig\'s brain, they would be able to figure out that there must be a reason why Ling Chuxi had taken out such an alchemy furnace at this most critical moment.

Only an idiot would find it funny.

"Uh ..." Jing Ziyu\'s smile froze on his face. He felt very embarrassed and glared at that person.

"Shush, lower your voice. That\'s the third young master of the Jing clan, an ancient aristocratic family." Someone reminded.

"So he\'s from an ancient family. Would an ancient family produce such an idiot?" The man said subconsciously before he could come back to his senses. After he finished speaking, he realized that he had said something wrong and quickly covered his mouth.

"You, Who are you? how dare you humiliate a disciple of the Jing clan? do you want to die?" A few days ago, Jing Ziyu had suffered a few times at the hands of Ling Chuxi. He was already full of resentment, and now he was being called an idiot in public. In his anger, he pulled out the long sword at his waist and scolded loudly.

"You dare to draw your sword and use force at the alchemy conference and interfere with the competition. Do you really think we don\'t exist?" Villa head Yi\'s face turned cold as she shouted sternly.

A stream of divine sense pierced Jing Ziyu\'s sea of mind like a sharp sword.

Jing Ziyu\'s entire body trembled, and he fell on his butt. He could no longer hold his sword in his hand, and it fell to the ground with a clang.

"The descendants of the Jing clan are becoming more and more useless." Alchemy Saint Gu also shook his head and said unhappily.

Jing Ziyu\'s forehead was covered in cold sweat. Just now, he couldn\'t hold back and drew his sword. He didn\'t expect that it would actually provoke alchemy Saint Gu\'s dissatisfaction. Alchemy Saint Gu\'s status was so noble. If this matter were to spread back to the clan, it would probably become a reason for his second brother and big brother to attack him. Thinking of this, Jing Ziyu felt a headache again.

If he had known earlier, he would not have opened his mouth just now. He had originally wanted to make his presence known in front of miss zhihan and ridicule Ling Chuxi with a few words. Who knew that he would cause trouble again?

Jing Ziyu felt that he was very unlucky. Ever since he had met Ling Chuxi, he had not encountered any good things. He was getting more and more unlucky day by day.

Zhi Han glanced at Jing Ziyu from the corner of her eyes and also showed a bit of annoyance. If it was in the beginning, it would not be a big deal to ridicule Ling Chuxi. However, after seeing Ling Chuxi\'s shocking strength and hidden cards, it was no different from being an idiot to ridicule her.

He really didn\'t have a good eye. At this moment, even zhihan was embarrassed to be associated with Jing Ziyu.

Although she was very unwilling, very unwilling, and very unwilling, Zhi Han still admitted that Ling Chuxi was indeed the most talented spirit Alchemist she had ever seen. She was definitely not below her.

However, she definitely wouldn\'t give up on this alchemy conference because of this reason. The quintessential growth grass was simply too important to her.

Putting away all the contempt and distracting thoughts, Zhi Han took out two spiritual Fires of Heaven and earth, prepared the spiritual herbs, and began to refine the last Spirit Recovery pill according to the pill formula she wrote.

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