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Chapter 369 Alchemy in Public ([-]) Shock of Spiritual Consciousness

In refining the liquid medicine, Yang Zhen was half an hour faster than the testers.Now that the fire control is over, he is still almost half an hour away.

The fastest in the game.

Everyone in the hall unconsciously cast their eyes on this young man.

Those who were close, or those with strong spirits, quietly poked out their consciousness to observe the effect of his fire control.

Then, each and every one of them showed astonishment on their faces.

The liquid medicine is all in paste form, there is no burning smell, nor any unusual taste!
perfect!

Refining five servings at the same time, unexpectedly did not spill a little bit, and it was so perfect in the end!
Genius!
At this time, no one on the field doubted that the boy would simultaneously refine five servings of Pei Yuan Pill.

How many pills will he become in the end, will there be a top product?
Everyone had looks of anticipation on their faces.

Neither Yin Nanxing nor Senior Brother Jiang had the ability to peek into the alchemy furnace from a distance of several tens of feet, but this did not prevent them from observing their words.From the excited whispers in the audience, it was not difficult for them to judge that Yang Zhen's fire control was flawless!

This kid is one step closer to success!
You must act immediately, otherwise, you will definitely suffer revenge from this kid!

As long as it is done skillfully without leaving any traces, this kid will be a loser if he can't make the best pill by then.

And the loser has no right to speak!At that time, even if he made accusations on the spot, we could completely deny it.

And you won't be forced to swear any demon vows.

This principle is the same whether it is the world of cultivating immortals or the world of mortals.

For example, an ordinary citizen sued a certain official, saying that he broke into my house last night and robbed my wife.

Will anyone believe it?

Some people may believe it, but if you cannot provide conclusive evidence, is your accusation useful?Can you move the opponent?

Even if you take a step back and say, "As long as he swears that he didn't do it, I'll let him go."

The other party can also sneer and ignore it.

Unless, you have changed suddenly, and you seem to be in a different place from the other party.

Yang Zhen, who couldn't make the best elixir, was just an inner disciple in the mid-stage of Qi training. If he didn't have any solid evidence, could he accuse a senior brother Zhu Ji of the elixir academy at will?

impossible!The Alchemy Institute will not support him in doing this!Especially in full view!

Only when he refines the top-grade elixir, at that time, with the prestige of victory and the support of the audience, even Xiao Qiqiao, not to mention accusing Senior Brother Jiang, might be able to do it.

As the saying goes: time also, potential also!

Therefore, this kid must not be allowed to succeed!

……

The muscles on Senior Brother Jiang's face twitched, he weighed it several times, and finally gritted his teeth, a fierce look flashed across his eyes.

He secretly nodded to Yin Nanxing, then stepped back from the high platform and came into the main hall.

These disciples were originally responsible for invigilating the exam, so walking around in the arena was even more common.

Most of the twenty white-clothed disciples were outside the arena at this time, so his walk-in did not attract any attention.

He seemed casual, but he walked in Yang Zhen's direction step by step.

Finally, he came to the end of the third row, only two feet away from Yang Zhen!
Yang Zhen didn't pay attention to the movement around her at all, at this moment he has entered the final step: Cheng Dan.

If you want to complete this step, you must pay attention to every change in the medicine paste with your spiritual consciousness, and your spirit must be highly concentrated.

He has no time to care about the outside world.

At this time, the flame has regained its stability. Although there will be some changes in the future, the impact will be minimal.

The temperature has also dropped to the range that Xuanyang wood can provide, so he has retracted his right hand, and while adjusting the amount of wood, he poured his mind into the alchemy furnace.

The first is to draw pills.

According to his previous successful experience, five parts of medicinal materials are enough to refine six top-grade Peiyuan pills.

So the number of copies that need to be extracted is naturally six.

You can rely on the alchemy formula to draw the pills of Huiqi Dan, but when it comes to Peiyuan Pill, if you can't think of any mistakes, you must borrow your divine sense!

He quickly stretched out his consciousness, touched the steaming medicine paste inside, and a hot feeling came to his mind immediately.

Spiritual consciousness is inspired by the soul of a monk, and can replace the six consciousnesses of a person, namely eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind.

Therefore, if you encounter a hot object and use your spiritual sense to detect it, there will be no difference in the feedback result from touching it with your hands.

There will be a scalding sting.

In the same way, the physical body can be strengthened through physical training to allow you to adapt to the scorching heat, and the same can be done with the spiritual consciousness.

Yang Zhen's consciousness, after going through the flames of refining, has become accustomed to this kind of temperature.

Therefore, when many monks are refining alchemy, they often reduce the control of the liquid medicine because their spiritual consciousness cannot withstand high temperatures, but Yang Zhen will not have this scruple.

This sting was nothing more than a tickle to him.

He smiled lightly, not caring about the high temperature of the paste, and began to manipulate his consciousness to draw out the first paste.

Then came the second, and the third...

Each portion is the same size, and the ingredients inside are exactly the same.

And then the fourth...

Fifth...

At this moment, there was a sudden violent impact in the sea of ​​consciousness!
It's like someone with an iron awl trying to crack your brain open.

Yang Zhen was in a trance for a while, but soon regained her composure.

The strength of the spiritual impact just now was no more than the initial stage of foundation establishment, but now he can fully bear it.

Even so, it still caused him to be absent-minded for a short time, and when he returned to normal, his expression changed.

The fifth portion that was just taken out has been returned and mixed with the remaining medicine paste again.

Must be re-extracted.

At this moment, he didn't care who was attacking him, so he cheered up and went to get rid of the medicine paste again.

However, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, yet another attack of spiritual consciousness hits fiercely.

This time Yang Zhen was on guard, but still in the impact, the sea of ​​consciousness was stirred up, and the medicine paste that had just been squeezed fell off again.

Yang Zhen was furious and turned her head violently!

A pale young man with a stern expression came into his eyelids.

Brother Jiang!
Deceiving too much!

For a moment, Yang Zhen almost put down the alchemy furnace in hand, and rushed over to teach the other party a lesson!
However, he held back.

If this is done, all previous efforts will be wasted, and the unattended paste will eventually burn into a cluster of dregs.

Small indifference leads to chaos, he sneered, turned his head, and ignored the other party.

At the same time, a washbasin-shaped magic weapon was turned upside down on his head.

Copper 匜!
……

It was only a short moment for Yang Zhen to turn her head, turn her head back to buckle the basin, and many people didn't see clearly what happened.

But with such a weird thing covering his head, it sparked heated discussions.

"What is this?" the big-headed monk murmured to himself: "When do monks make alchemy, do they need to use a washbasin? Weird!"

"That's not a washbasin, I know this thing." The merchant next to him said with a smile.

"Oh?" The big head became interested, and cupped his hands: "I also ask fellow Taoists to advise."

Merchants even said they didn't dare, but they were not without complacency in their hearts.

He was ridiculed by this big-headed monk all day long, making him look like an idiot.

Now I have finally met my strengths, cool!

He coughed lightly and said immediately:

"The name of this object is Zitong, and it was forged by the Lord of Daye Kingdom himself. It is said that it comes from a fragment of a magic weapon."

"My little brother traveled to Daye ten years ago and encountered this auction. At that time, it was auctioned by a mysterious force for 55 spirit stones. I didn't expect to see it again on this young man today."

"What's so good about this thing?" Datou then asked.

"It can block the attacks of divine consciousness and sound waves below the Purple Mansion."

"Good stuff!" The big-headed monk smashed his tongue.Magical artifacts that can block attacks such as consciousness, the higher the level, the harder it is to find.This magic weapon is at least a third-tier high-grade, 55, which is really not expensive.

"What is he wearing this thing for? Could it be that someone used his spiritual sense to deal with him?" the big-headed monk shouted.

He used to have a loud voice, but now it seems to be intentional or unintentional, and his voice is a little louder than usual, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Xiao Qiqiao is the Zifu, as long as he has the heart, he can't hide the movement and movement in the field from his perception.Hearing this discussion at this moment, he also frowned slightly.

His eyes turned coldly to the disciple named Jiang.

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