Poison Doctor Supreme: Ghost Emperor's favorite concubine

Chapter 952

When it was the turn to show the Xuanming tripod, Aunt Su took out a top-quality Xuanming tripod, Nancheng Feihua took out a Xuanming tripod, and Gong Qingying also took out a Xuanming tripod.

There was an uproar on and off the stage, and even Grandmaster Black and White stood up in shock.

Yu Jingkong frowned and looked at the little woman's back, already guessing her melancholy, and then looked at the Xuanming Xuanming Cauldron she took out, which was no different from Nancheng Feihua's from the outside.

The master in white walked quickly to the display stand, and said as he walked, "The Zongheng family only prepares one Xuanming cauldron of Xuan rank, one of them must be a fake!"

After he finished speaking, with a flick of his long sleeves, the two Xuanming cauldrons of Xuan rank remained unchanged.

The grandmaster in white can completely feel that a flock of black crows flew over his head
Seeing this, the black-clothed grandmaster also walked quickly, flicking his sleeves vigorously, but there was still no change.

The puzzled eyes of the two inadvertently glanced at Yu Jingkong.

Yu Jingkong's expression was indifferent, as if he had already guessed the problem of Xuanming Xuanming Cauldron.

The Black and White Grandmaster immediately realized that maybe Gong Qingying didn't get the Xuanming Xuanming Cauldron, but Yu Jingkong took it out on purpose to help out.

Thinking of this, the Black and White Grandmaster looked at each other, and after some mental struggles, he decided to follow Yu Jingkong's approach. After all, he had spent thousands of years in exchange for the secondary formation.

The white-clothed master changed another way of saying: "After the identification of this sect and the black clothes, the two mysterious-grade Xuanming tripods are both from the Zongheng family. Although there is only one mysterious-grade Xuanming tripod for this competition, the Jiuqu Tunnel is an alchemist. It is inevitable that you will find the same furnace cauldron if you are lucky, so in this competition, both the first group and the second group can use the Xuanming Xuanming cauldron!"

"It's too coincidental. Could someone cheat on purpose?"

"Impossible! The Jiuqu Tunnel was built by the ancestors of the Zongheng family. It must be opened during the alchemy competition of the Chess Fairy Conference, otherwise no one will be able to enter!"

The crowd was still whispering and talking.

After the master in white explained and left, the deacon presided over and announced the rules of the competition: "The three groups of participating disciples are invited to take a short rest. The alchemy competition will be officially held two minutes later. The time limit is two days. The members of this group will jointly refine the elixir. Grandmaster and the four alchemists with ninth-grade gold pattern will evaluate the pills, and whoever refines the highest grade and the most quantity will be the final winner!"

"Then what about our team?" Murong Qianqian who was wearing a moon white veiled hat asked loudly.

The deacon host said awkwardly: "Miss Murong, the group assignment has been completed, and your group's losses will naturally be borne by your group!"

"I'm not convinced! Why is there only two in Gong Qingying's group of four?"

Murong Qianqian persisted and said: "Besides, one of the two Xuan Ming cauldrons of the Xuan rank is obviously a fake, but the master in white is indiscriminate and deliberately shields Gong Qingying!"

"Yeah, it's obviously fake, why should you shield Gong Qingying? Is it because she is the future young lady of Ziyu Villa?"

"Or is it that the Zongheng family is afraid of Purple Feather Villa, Cangyuan Sect, Nether Sect and Fumo Valley, and completely ignores the Xuanxiao Sect and the War Soul family in Beizhou?"

"In front of everyone, you have to make it clear, otherwise, why should we come all the way to suffer such an unfair match?"

The disciples of Xuan Xiaozong and the Zhanhun family all stood up and ran to the booth to ask for an explanation.

Even the disciples of other aristocratic families who watched the game felt that it was unfair, and rushed forward, insisting that the white-clothed master come down and make it clear.

Seeing this, the master in white walked back to the booth again: "If everyone really thinks it's unfair, this sect will assign one group of participating disciples to three groups, okay?"

(End of this chapter)