Emperor Leiwu

Chapter 671 Refining Seventh Grade Pill

Seeing the old man in the blue shirt approaching, Chu Shaoyang and others put out the medicine they had refined.

And when the old man in blue came close, he slowly closed his eyes.

The next moment, something that surprised everyone happened.

I saw all the alchemists who refined the elixir into elixir, suddenly there was a crackling sound in front of them.

When the sound sounded, the medicine they refined had been turned into powder.

"Bang bang bang!"

As the blue-robed old man continued to close his eyes, successive sounds sounded in front of the alchemist of the Tianwu Empire.

And watching the spiritual liquid in front of him turn into powder, the alchemists all sighed softly.

The destruction of the elixir meant that the medicine they refined did not meet the standard and would be eliminated.

Soon, after a while, the old man in blue opened his eyes.

"Out of hundreds of people, only 12 passed. This year's alchemists are really bad."

Following these words, the eyes of the old man in green shirt fell on Chu Shaoyang, and his disappointed eyes instantly changed into a color of satisfaction.

"But fortunately, there is a genius in alchemy, and it is not in vain for me to come here."

At this point, the old man in green shirt smiled and moved towards the Dagan Empire.

Seeing the old man in the blue shirt walking towards the Dagan Empire, the alchemists from other empires burst into mocking laughter.

"Out of hundreds of people, only 12 passed. It's so funny. Is this the strength of No.1?"

"I think it was a fluke that they won the first place in the last round."

"Yes, it must be a fluke!"

Seeing that among the hundreds of alchemists in the Tianwu Empire, only 12 passed, the alchemists from other empires thought that their alchemy strength was not good enough, and it was a fluke to get the first place in the last round.

However, when the blue-clothed old man checked the alchemists of the Daqian Empire and reported the numbers, they were all stunned.

"Hundreds of alchemists, but only eight of them passed. Hey, one session is not as good as one session!"

Glancing at the hundreds of alchemists in the Daqian Empire, the old man in blue was disappointed, and immediately walked towards the Wanfeng Empire.

And when the inspection was over, the reported number directly surprised all the alchemists present.

"Five people, hum, if they all have this result, I don't think I need to check anymore!"

At this point, the old man in green shirt glanced at Ding Cangqiu next to him, his face was not disappointed, but ugly.

Seeing him like this, Ding Cangqiu was even more embarrassed.

Even he himself didn't believe that only five people from their empire passed.

Of course, this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that, with him guiding from the side, the number of people passing through is actually not as many as the Tianwu Empire.

"Master Messenger, is there a mistake?"

Looking at the old man in blue, Ding Cangqiu struggled for a while and decided to ask.

"Why, are you doubting the old man's ability to judge?"

However, upon hearing this, the old man in green shirt's expression darkened, looking at him and asking back.

"No... no, that's not what I meant."

Seeing the old man in green shirt like this, Ding Cangqiu showed fear, and quickly denied it with a smile.

Although he is the alchemy king, compared with the identity of the old man in green clothes, he is simply incomparable.

"Hmph, I'm teaching from the sidelines, but my grades are still so poor. I really don't know how the last emissary chose you as the Alchemy King!"

Seeing him like this, the old man in green shirt didn't bother to talk to him, snorted coldly, then turned his head and walked towards Shuiyue Empire.

But when he heard the old man in green shirt say this, Ding Cangqiu's face twitched, and his expression became extremely ugly.

The last Pill King was won by him with all his efforts.

But now, the other party doubted his ability, which was simply a humiliation to him.

Moving his footsteps, the old man in green shirt quickly came to the front of Shuiyue Empire. After the inspection, he opened his mouth lightly.

"Five people passed. Although the number of people is a little smaller, it is still much better than Wanfeng Empire."

Following these words, the old man in the green shirt walked forward and continued to check.

Soon, the inspection of the Nine Great Empires was completed.

After returning to the center of the square, the cold voice of the old man in green shirt resounded throughout the audience.

"I thought that this year, there would be a few alchemy masters, but now it seems that the old man is thinking too much."

"90.00% of you people are alchemy garbage!"

"No, it's trash, alchemy trash."

If someone else insulted them like this, they would have lost their temper.

But the old man in green shirt and the others dared not.

Because the other party is from the Nine Great Hermit sects, he is not only a seventh-rank alchemy master, but also a strong man in the heavenly king realm.

Such an achievement, maybe they will not be able to achieve it in their whole life.

So when faced with the insults from the old man in green shirts, instead of getting angry, they would use it as motivation to move forward.

"Master Messenger, maybe it's not that their alchemy skills are bad, maybe it's because your questions are too difficult."

Seeing that everyone was so scolded by the old man in blue that they didn't even dare to lift their heads, Bai Feiyang hurried forward, cupped his fists and laughed.

Hearing this, the old man in the green shirt wanted to curse a few words, but stopped.

Looking at the crowd, he said, "In the third round, the old man wanted you to compete for the sixth-rank pill."

"But now, the old man wants you to compete with Qipin Dan."

"Of course, if you think you don't have the ability to refine, you can get out."

As these words sounded, the old man in green shirt took out a pill formula and threw it to Bai Feiyang.

"Show this alchemy formula to those who pass it, and whoever can refine this alchemy will be the alchemy king of this session."

Hearing this, Bai Feiyang showed curiosity, and took the Dan recipe to see what it was.

But when he received it, he was stunned.

Because this prescription has no name at all, only the formula.

Seeing this, Bai Feiyang smiled helplessly, and immediately walked towards the Tianwu Empire with the Dan Fang.

When he came around Chu Shaoyang and the others, he handed the alchemy to Chu Shaoyang.

"My lord envoy said that whoever can refine this pill will be the pill king of this session."

"Let's take a look first!"

At the same time as his words sounded, the nine Heavenly Martial Realm warriors who were in charge of delivering the elixir before flew into the square again, and handed small black wooden boxes to the alchemists who passed.

Hearing Bai Feiyang's words, Chu Shaoyang took the Dan Fang and began to watch it carefully.

To be honest, he was not worried at all when he was required to refine Qipin Dan in the third round.

Because his soul power is already comparable to a seventh-rank alchemist.

If you use it with all your strength, you can completely refine Qipin Dan.

His eyes kept scanning the alchemy, and Chu Shaoyang's pupils kept shrinking.

After reading it, he showed surprise.

"Heavenly Dao Pill, how is it possible?"

Chu Shaoyang murmured to himself while handing the Danfang to Wuxiu.

In the third round of the Pill King Conference, the old man in green shirt asked them to refine the Heavenly Dao Pill that he had been collecting and refining from ancient elixir.

Of course, this pill formula is obviously a residual recipe, otherwise it would not be regarded as a seventh-rank pill.

But even so, it is very difficult to refine it.

　Today is the third update, and it will be sent out immediately after the revision

　　
　
(End of this chapter)