Si Mobai took Feng Tianlan to the stand that was specially laid out with a red carpet for today's competition.
He raised his eyes and looked coldly at the people who were making sarcastic comments, and then said to Feng Tianlan gently, "Don't worry, he will be fine. , refine the elixir well, everything will be taken care of.
Feng Tianlan blinked her eyes lightly and smiled gently at Si Mobai, "Well, I feel relieved that Mo Bai is here."
Mo Bai is very tolerant to her, and he is such a jealous person, but he has really been talking about Xi Jin in the past two days.
He will tell her if there is any news, and he is busy with other things, so Mo Bai is really serious about her.
Very nice and really tolerant.
Regardless of whether she can find Xi Jin today or not, she will enter Shangxuefu.
As for him, a grown man in his twenties should have his own opinions and responsibilities.
Then she could only say that she tried her best.
Her focus is on finding her parents, which should be on Mo Bai.
She can't break Mo Bai's heart because of Xi Jin, so she just needs to do her best.
Weng Yue stood aside and looked at the absent-minded Feng Tianlan.
He thought of the rejection in the past two days and his disgust for women, so he had no good impression of her.
He thought that he, a master of alchemy, actually wanted to work with her.
The little girl who was not even a medicine boy felt that it was an insult to herself when she tried to compete.
"Miss Feng, there is still a quarter of an hour before noon.
I can teach you to make the simplest styptic powder.
As long as you can make it in a while, you will win."
Weng Yue saw that she was absent-minded and did not face a strong enemy at all, ignoring his As a master of medicine refining, his resentment became even stronger.
Feng Tianlan raised his head and glanced at Weng Yue next to him, with a polite smile on his face, and replied lightly, "No need, whatever the competition rules are, you can make whatever elixir you want to make according to the rules of the competition." ” At this time, she was already a Tianzun spiritual magician.
If she wanted to find any elixir, she would run it through her mind and it would appear.
"I heard that Miss Feng was once a person who couldn't gather spirits.
I'm afraid she has never refined elixirs.
I, Weng Yue, am a master of elixirs.
Comparing myself to someone who has never refined elixirs is really bullying, so as long as Feng Yue The girl can make styptic powder, so I will give up."
Weng Yue became even more angry when he saw that she still didn't take him seriously.
She is just a woman who relies on rebirth, relying on other people's bodies, and relying on King Shura to be able to run rampant.
She dares not to take him, the master of refining medicine, in her eyes.
It's really ridiculous.
Listening to his words, Feng Tianlan frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "Pharmacist Weng, don't be too confident, I have made medicine, and the hemostatic powder only lasted for an instant.
"Really?"
Weng Yue chuckled mockingly, "Miss Feng, please don't talk too much.
I've never heard that you can make medicine."
"Believe it or not."
Feng Tianlan was worried about Xi Jin's safety and was very unhappy with Weng Yue's condescending attitude.
She lost her courtesy towards him and her voice suddenly turned cold.
Courtesy and respect are mutual.
She responded to his words politely, respecting his ability and identity as a master of alchemy, but since the other party relied on his own identity to look down on her and ridicule her, she naturally didn't have to respect him.
"If you can't, you can't.
I can teach you.
Miss Feng, there's no need to get angry from shame."
Weng Yue saw that her voice had become cold and snorted, treating her as if she was getting angry from embarrassment.
Feng Tianlan raised her eyes and glanced at him, then took out an ordinary alchemy furnace from the alchemy world: