Young Master Yun

As time went by, there were constant explosions or sighs on the huge stone platform, and immediately the alchemists with livid or red faces left the stone platform helplessly, and then expressed their regrets in the square. Under his gaze, he resentfully left this place where they both loved and hated each other.

However, although this selection is quite difficult, it has to be said that there are many capable people who come to participate in the conference. Except for those contestants who failed due to various reasons, there must be at least half of the contestants on the field now. The alchemist here is just like Yun Hao, quietly and carefully condensing the medicinal power of the medicinal materials.

When there was a huge hourglass on the high platform, the sand slid nearly halfway down, and Yunhao gradually completed the condensation of the liquid. A spherical brown liquid slowly floated in the medicine cauldron, and there were continuous streaks on its surface. Ripples appeared, looking at the formed pill, Yun Hao was also slightly relieved, and the next step was to focus on the last step, waiting to completely compress the medicinal power in this square inch, so that it was evenly distributed in the pill. Within the medicine, it can be regarded as the real refining into this "Bone Refining Pill".

This step will be more cumbersome than the previous condensing. During this period, if there is a slight distraction, it may lead to the complete destruction of the medicinal materials. If the medicinal materials are consumed, then the next selection, Yun Hao can also was kicked out directly.

Aware of the criticality of this step, Yun Hao was already prepared to turn his battle qi into a thin film, covering his ears, and blocking out all the noise from the outside world.

As the noise from the outside world subsides, Yun Hao's mind gradually quiets down, he exhales a breath of turbid air, closes his eyes again, and quickly seals his palms in front of him. Soar up.

The spiritual power cautiously controlled the fusion flame, and slowly compressed the medicinal power permeating the medicine cauldron towards the brown liquid ball. Their resistance and whereabouts would be followed by the spiritual power in the flame, and quickly feedback into Yunhao's mind, and with the help of these information, he can mobilize his fusion flame to burn in the right direction.

This kind of feedback analysis is an extremely mentally consuming analysis work, and the requirements of these four pills for psychoanalysis have also reached an extremely harsh level, causing fine beads of sweat to form on Yunhao's forehead In contrast, those alchemists who refine third-grade and second-grade pills do not have such a laborious effort, but they are also dignified at the moment, and they are cautiously handling the medicine cauldron in their hands. However, they are superior to ordinary alchemists in terms of temperament and strength.

At least, those people on the high platform showed satisfaction and anticipation on the faces of those who stayed. For these contestants, they can persist until now, which can be said to be half of the success. If the elixirs in their hands are fused and successfully refined, then they have a high chance of being favored by those large and medium-sized forces.

Suddenly, a burst of refreshing fragrance slowly drifted out from the high platform, causing countless spectators on the field to let out a sound of amazement.

This fragrance shows that someone has successfully refined the elixir. Sure enough, an old man with white beard and hair held his head proudly, carefully put a white elixir into the jade bottle, and walked to the old man with a smile. In front of the hunchback, handed over the pill.

The old hunchback chuckled, and teasingly said: "Old guy, you are the fastest again, it seems that you are bound to win the seat of the Great Elder!"

The old man laughed, shook his head and said: "That's not necessarily the case. If the bone refining pill is really successful, my third-grade high-grade pill is at most just a foil." As he spoke, his eyes turned to Yun who was focused. Hao.

The old hunchback nodded lightly, and said with deep eyes: "It's just that this bone refining pill is really not easy to master, and every step has great risks. Even Mr. Chen, who was alone in the City of Mercy back then, could only succeed in this life. Just a few times."

On the huge high platform, the heads of countless families shook their heads regretfully. This old man has his own sect, and they can only envy him now.

In the arena, Chen Jiajia's attractive figure stood tall and graceful, and many young boys glanced absently from time to time. Even this raging Danhui couldn't cover up the charm and temptation emanating from this girl. There were fiery and admiring gazes, but they turned a blind eye. There was a hint of worry on a delicate little face, and Shui Ling's big eyes were fixed on the blue figure on the stage without blinking.

Under the goose-yellow sleeves, Chen Jiajia clenched her pink fists tightly, praying silently in her heart, hoping that her sweetheart could be successfully refined.

The second son of Zheng walked over slowly and stood beside Chen Jiajia, his eyes were squinted, and the admiration in his small eyes was almost hard to hide, and he asked: "Sister Jiajia, you must be tired after standing for so long, how about?" Let’s go to the side stage to take a rest first, the game here will not have a result for a while.”

As for Mr. Zheng's generous request, Chen Jiajia just shook her head slowly, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Zheng, for your kindness. I'm not tired yet." After speaking, she turned her gaze to the blue figure again.

Ignored by this fairy-like girl, Second Master Zheng's face suddenly felt unnatural, he laughed dryly twice, and actually stood beside Chen Jiajia and did not leave.

Regarding the deflation of the Second Young Master Zheng, sarcasm flashed across the crowd. This Second Young Master Zheng is idle and idle every day. He is the No. [-] dude in Renci City. People hate and fear him when they see him.

At this moment, Second Young Master Zheng was standing there cheeky, and countless people looked at him with contempt and resentment. After all, the girl next to him was a girl who was respected like a fairy by the whole city.

It's just that although everyone was resentful, they didn't say anything. At least the old man of the Zheng family was also one of the elders of the Danhui.

The contestants on the stage refined more and more elixirs, and different kinds of tempting elixirs continued to permeate the air, causing the crowd to watch the battle off the field to swallow their saliva continuously. The medicine light is a fragrance that can make people feel unobstructed in the body. If it is taken, it will definitely have a greater effect, but that kind of situation, ordinary people can only think about it.

The golden medicine cauldron shook slightly, and the complexion of the old man of the Zheng family changed slightly. He quickly made his handprints to stabilize the inexplicable fluctuations. He never thought that such a thing would happen at the last moment of Dan Cheng. In time, this pill was finally practiced.

Exhaling slowly, Mr. Zheng extinguished the flame fighting spirit in the medicine cauldron with a strange expression, stretched out his hand to take the brown-black pill in the medicine cauldron, and couldn't help but sighed slightly.

This "Returning Soul Pill" undoubtedly failed in refining, but although the dark brown product is not an authentic Huihun Pill, it still has the effect of clearing the mind and detoxifying.

Trying to suppress the sorrow in his heart, Mr. Zheng comforted himself: "Except for those old guys, what other people refine is just ordinary medicine. Even if they are successfully refined, they may not be as powerful as my incomplete medicine. The last time should still be No.8.”

Thinking of this, Mr. Zheng forced a smile and handed the elixir to the old hunchback. The old hunchback opened the cork, smelled the elixir, and immediately said regretfully: "What a pity, what a pity, Old Zheng, if you This elixir is really refined, I'm afraid it will be the top three in this year's elixir, it seems that you old guy is hiding a lot."

Mr. Zheng laughed dryly, and immediately cast his eyes on the huge stone platform. There were only seven alchemists standing there. Obviously, the pills refined by these seven people were of higher rank. High, otherwise, I am afraid it will not last for such a long time.

"I should be fine..." Mr. Zheng comforted himself in his heart. If he falls out of the top eight, then his Zheng family will probably fall this time. After all, he has done a lot of resentful things under the protection of Danhui. Things, if they fall out of the top eight, then their Zheng family is likely to be retaliated by other families, and at that time, there is a possibility of collapse.

With a bright light in his eyes, Mr. Zheng fixed his eyes on the young figure.