After being tricked into joining the Demon Sect, I created the Changsheng Family

The scene was full of people who were not interested.

But there were also a small group of people.

At this moment, a look of ecstasy could not help but appear on his face.

Chen Taiping vaguely noticed the change in the expression on the face of others.

So, he turned his head silently.

He looked in a certain direction.

He saw that what entered his sight was an old man in coarse linen clothes and a young man with a strong body and dark skin, who looked like a brainless young man.

"Lao Deng, what are the identities of the two over there?"

Chen Taiping asked his master Yin Jiuyou beside him in a low voice with some curiosity.

Yin Jiuyou followed Chen Taiping's line of sight and looked in that direction.

After that, he slowly said: "It seems to be someone from Wufeng Mountain, and the old man in coarse linen clothes is probably the Jindan-level alchemist of Wufeng Mountain, Yang Heng."

"I didn't communicate much with that guy, so I don't know much about him."

"As for the silly tall guy behind him..."

"Who knows who it is?"

"Maybe it's Yang Heng's disciple."

After listening to these words, Chen Taiping was silent for a moment, and then he couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "It seems that in this young generation of alchemists competition, if you want to win the first place, you still need to show some real skills."

"Compared to the people of Qingfeng Mountain, I think the alchemists of Wufeng Mountain are stronger."

When Yin Jiuyou heard this, he couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded: "Do you want to listen to what you say?"

Chen Taiping said: "I'm serious."

Now, Yin Jiuyou was also a little silent.

After that, he looked at the people of Wufeng Mountain not far away very seriously and carefully.

About three or five minutes later.

Yin Jiuyou still asked in confusion: "Good disciple, how did you judge that the people of Wufeng Mountain are stronger than those of Qingfeng Mountain?"

Chen Taiping said: "Intuition!"

Yin Jiuyou: "???"

......

Not long after.

The competition for the younger generation of alchemists also began.

However, the venue for the competition was not that empty space.

Instead, it came to a large and empty hall.

"The first level of the competition requires you to refine a furnace of Qi-refining-level elixirs."

"Of course, the required spiritual plants are provided by Qingfeng Mountain."

"The higher the utilization rate of the spiritual plants, the more elixirs produced, the better the quality, and the better the ranking you can get."

"The first level, the number of people who can advance is 100."

After saying this,

Zhang He, the current great elder of Qingfeng Mountain and the representative of Qingfeng Mountain, quietly walked to the side of the hall.

The alchemists who participated in the young generation of alchemists competition began to find their own positions and prepare to start refining pills.

"Hey, wait..."

Zhang He looked at it and suddenly frowned slightly.

With his hands behind his back, he came behind a person.

"Elder Zhang, what are you doing..."

The elder of the power next to the person came out immediately with a slight smile on his face.

Zhang He looked at the man, then turned his head and whispered to the practitioner next to him who was also a Jindan-level alchemist: "I think Qingfeng Mountain has said the rules. Those with a bone age of more than fifty years..."

"You are not qualified to participate in this competition for the younger generation of alchemists."

"I don't know, Brother Bai forgot, or..."

When the alchemist surnamed Bai heard this, he immediately patted his head and said, "Ah? There is such a rule? Sorry, sorry, I really forgot..."

While talking, the alchemist surnamed Bai pulled his disciple out of the hall.

His disciple's bone age was exactly fifty-one.

Originally, he wanted to get away with it, anyway, the difference in bone age was not much.

The people on the Qingfeng Mountain side should not be able to see it.

But unexpectedly, he was caught before the competition even started.

This is really a bit embarrassing.

......

[Old Bai, if you have a bad memory, don't come to participate in this competition. Look, your disciple has been arrested, right? ]

[Brother Bai, if you ask me, Qingfeng Mountain is a little bit unkind. Isn't it just a little bit beyond the bone age? Is it necessary to be so serious? ]

[Brother Bai, do you want to talk to the elder of Qingfeng Mountain and let your disciples participate? ]

......

After the sound of laughter sounded in this hall.

The speed of the golden elixir-level alchemist surnamed Bai Lian leaving this hall.

Obviously, it has increased several times.

Chen Taiping took advantage of the free time to turn his head and take a look at the embarrassing look of the alchemist surnamed Bai and the iron-faced and selfless elder of Qingfeng Mountain Zhang He.

He couldn't help but smiled and shook his head.

"Brother, I'm not saying anything bad about you."

"The competition has already started, why don't you do anything?"

"Since you like to watch the fun so much, why not just give up and watch from the sidelines, how about that?"

Chen Taiping: "???"

And the one next to Chen Taiping, wearing a luxurious dress and holding ten storage rings.

Hu Sheng, who even had several small pocket furnaces hanging around his waist.

When he saw Chen Taiping shift his gaze to himself.

There seemed to be a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Hu Sheng couldn't help but speak out again.

"Brother, I, Old Hu, always speak my mind."

"Don't think that Old Hu's words are unpleasant."

"But this is the fact now."

"Did you see those people nearby?"

"This competition for the younger generation of alchemists is destined to be watched by countless bigwigs."

"When we are refining the elixir, even if it is just a small mistake, it will be seen by those bigwigs watching nearby."

"Brother, I think you should not embarrass yourself here."

"It would be better to just raise the white flag, surrender, and then go to the side as a spectator."

"What do you think?"

After hearing this, Chen Taiping felt a little unwell.

He was silent for a long time, then slowly raised his head and looked at the man next to him who seemed to be extremely wealthy. He asked in a low voice: "Who are you? Do I know you?"

Hu Sheng frowned slightly, and seemed a little unhappy: "Brother, the old saying is right, good medicine tastes bitter, and honest words are unpleasant to the ears."

"Although my words are not very pleasant, they are reasonable."

"So..."

Hu Sheng seemed to want to say something.

But Chen Taiping ignored that guy.

He just waved his hand.

He circulated the spiritual power in his body and suspended the material of the Qi Refining Grade Pill in front of him in the air.

After that, he waved his hand again.

He directly summoned a ball of dark and strange flames under the material of the Qi Refining Grade Pill.