Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 566 Grandmaster
There should be a continuous "bang bang" sound when the finger is hit on the wall of the alchemy furnace, and then entering the alchemy furnace, but people outside can't hear it through the transparent barrier.

Inside the barrier, it was as quiet as a picture, with only one person, one alchemy furnace, and constantly changing finger formulas, as well as the alchemy fire that changed from big to small.

Outside the barrier, all the alchemists stood silently and straight, only acquaintances were left, and they used their spiritual sense to transmit sound to each other quietly.

"How big is An Qingli?"

"A hundred and ten years old."

"A hundred and ten years old!"

"When Grandmaster Mu Sheng was at this age, what rank was it?"

"It should look like a seventh grade."

"Then how many grades is this An Qingli refining?"

"This kind of style is at least the eighth grade."

"Rank [-]?! I'm about to die, but I'm no more than Rank [-]!"

"Up to the eighth rank, or down to the eighth rank?"

"Looking at the fingering formula, it must be at the top of the eighth rank. However, An Qingli is so young, how can he accurately grasp the medicinal properties of Lingzhi, I am afraid that he is proficient in the fingering formula, but the combination of medicinal properties is inferior. It is possible to be at the seventh or eighth rank."

"That's true. With the guidance of Grandmaster Mu Sheng, the fingering technique is powerful, which can be justified, but mastering the properties of medicine is a matter of accumulation. I don't believe it, she can compare to me."

Many alchemists nodded almost invisible, thinking that what the old alchemist said was reasonable.

"How many grades did Patriarch Qingli refine?"

The An family of Grandmaster Peak were still waiting anxiously.

This time Patriarch Qingli caused a catastrophe, if there were not four Dujie Patriarchs and a peak master to protect him, I am afraid that Patriarch Qingli would be held accountable on the spot if Grandmaster Mu Sheng flew away.

If Patriarch Qingli didn't make alchemy in public, and didn't show his true skills to convince the crowd, let alone whether he could escape punishment, Zongshifeng and Xiaojinghu would definitely not be able to keep it.

Ancestor Qingli can be regarded as the body of guilt, and it is impossible for the Zongmen to hand over Zongshi Peak and Xiaojing Lake to the ancestor just because of the talent of Ancestor Qingli.

All in all, only with great ability and irreplaceable usefulness can he continue to gain a foothold in the sect, and only then can those resentful people be silenced, and they will be chased after him.

Qiu Xuanjing changed into clean clothes, looked at those solemn alchemy masters, his eyes were full of surprise, and he also asked Chu Yaohe in amazement: "Then what grade is An Qingli refining?"

Chu Yaohe, who had calmed down quite a bit, stared closely at An Qingli, and sent back to Qiu Xuanjing through voice transmission: "If the alchemy is successful, I'm afraid it will be the ninth grade."

"Ninth Grade?!"

Qiu Xuanjing stared suddenly, and looked at An Qingli in front of the alchemy furnace in disbelief.

This incomparable alchemy talent is much higher than Mu Sheng's.

Mu Sheng was around three hundred years old, and he had only reached the ninth rank without a teacher.

This An Qingli, thanks to Mu Sheng's guidance, could reach the ninth rank at the age of one hundred and ten.

No wonder no wonder!
It's no wonder that this little girl has the confidence to conspire with Mu Sheng's guy. It turned out that she had planned a long time ago, that one person should be equal to one person.

Such a bastard apprentice who dotes on his master is still very rare.

"This stinky girl..."

Qiu Xuanjing gritted his teeth, hating and applauding at the same time, it's unreasonable!
The flame was very small and only maintained the inherent temperature in the alchemy furnace, but An Qingli's fingering technique got a little faster.

An Qingli's ten fingers were so fast that there was only an afterimage of elegance left.

Can it be faster? !
All alchemists were shocked again.

None of them had really refined the Ninth Grade Pill, and some even had never seen the refining of the Ninth Grade Pill. How could they have expected that An Qingli, who was already amazing enough, would be even more amazing.

Qiu Xuanjing was busy calling for people to get the photo stone, but Chu Yaohe was already one step ahead of him, holding a photo stone in front of him.

Except for Tianyunzong Lingyao Peak who has this qualification, leaving behind the image of An Qingli alchemy, the alchemists of other forces definitely do not have that qualification.

But God is sorry to see, those seventh-rank and eighth-rank alchemy masters don't want to keep the image of An Qingli's alchemy, and then retreat, watching and emulating over and over again.

Those high-ranking monks who were originally furious, their anger towards An Qingli was gradually soothed by An Qingli's alchemy skills.

After all, it is a fact that Mu Sheng ascended to the top, and they have to rely on this only alchemy seed for their future ninth-grade elixir.

Now that I think about it, Grandmaster Mu Sheng is also hateful. Before he ascended, let me say that his disciples are also in the realm of quasi-ninth rank, so they wouldn't have that much hostility towards An Qingli.

Because of their satisfaction with An Qingli, many people's grief and anger at Mu Sheng's departure also subsided a little bit.

Outside Luofeng City, those high-ranking monks from other forces were also paying close attention to An Qingli's alchemy progress.

An Qingli's alchemy can be refined for two days and two nights.

Some monks didn't have that patience, so they also went back to their own caves.

No matter what alchemy An Qingli was refining, as long as An Qingli had the ability to become a ninth-rank alchemist within ten years, they would be at ease.

But none of those high-level alchemists left, and even some people had a baby at home, and they didn't make them rush back.

In the early morning, the sky is full of clouds, and thousands of rays of light are falling from the clouds.

The transparent enchantment is also bathed in gorgeous rays of light.

An Qingli, who was cross-legged for a while to rest, stood up, and quickly typed out the last few instructions to release the seal on the furnace lid, then opened her arms, and slapped the furnace body with her palm.

There was a buzzing "bang", and the furnace cover suddenly went up with scorching air.

An Qingli waved her two fingers together, and a round, silver-white pill left the pill furnace, and appeared in the eyes of all the alchemists across the barrier.

Become!

Dan is done!
After two days and two nights of waiting respectfully, I finally got the result.

All the alchemists present were inexplicably excited, and they all opened their eyes wide, looking at the freshly baked silver elixir.

What a beautiful and mellow pill!

For an alchemist, a good alchemy must first be round, with no blemishes on the surface, lustrous and lustrous, and it should make people happy when looking at it.

Those high-level monks who received the news of the opening of the furnace also rushed over to witness An Qingli's alchemy ability with their own eyes.

"It's a soul-raising pill, is it or not?" Someone said excitedly, because An Qingli processed the medicinal materials too quickly, and some people had no time to see An Qingli's spiritual plant combination.

What's more, the same spiritual plant will have different colors and medicinal properties due to different proportions.

An Qingli raised her lips and nodded, with the blessing of the formula of rejuvenation, even after two days and two nights of alchemy, she didn't feel too tired.

"Please test the alchemy, everyone." An Qingli removed the restraint, put one hand behind her back, lightly waved her fingers with the other hand, and sent the freshly baked elixir to an old alchemist of the eighth rank.

Nadan also has a warm and comforting aroma.

The old man released his consciousness, bit by bit, into the silver white pill.

The rest of the alchemy masters also crowded around excitedly, carefully inserting their spiritual sense into the pill.

In fact, those sect bosses who had taken the soul-raising pill confirmed the drug grade of the pill at a glance, and their eyes showed a bit of covetousness.

Pills that have reached the ninth rank, even if they are only lower than the ninth rank, are extremely precious. I don’t know which disciple of the sect brought a large amount of rejuvenation grass from the Phoenix Feather Secret Realm, so that the ninth rank nourishing soul pills and soul-replenishing pills are relatively common. That's all.

An Qingli was dressed in a green shirt, proudly standing high in the sky with her hands behind her back, bathed in the rays of light, her body was straight and beautiful.

The two patriarchs, Qi Min and Qi Gao, smiled at each other and stood by her side.

Those alchemy masters who had completed alchemy, including Chu Yaohe, tremblingly returned the Ninth Grade Soul Cultivation Pill, and took the initiative to step back, bowed excitedly to An Qingli, and said loudly: "Grandmaster!"

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