Nine Turns Sword God

Seven days later, Shengdan City Square.

Dense crowds of people filled all the stands.

Even at the door, on the path, and even in the air, many figures can be seen.

The crowd was bustling!

Today is the final round of the Alchemist Conference.

The ten alchemists who entered the final round all stood in the center of the square.

Chu Shaoyang lowered his head, his face showing a thoughtful look.

Before, in the Liuguang mirror, he focused on refining pills and exhausted his spiritual essence countless times.

In his blurred consciousness, he felt a strange power gathering in his sea of ​​consciousness.

This power is very similar to his soul breath.

It seems that every time his spiritual essence is exhausted, he will feel this power.

But he doesn't know how to use it.

At this time, Cui Junpeng, who was standing beside him, saw him in a daze and laughed coldly: "Chu Shaoyang, are you scared?"

Chu Shaoyang put away his mind and looked at him with a smile, with a bit of teasing in his eyes.

Cui Junpeng snorted coldly: "This round, we are competing for the quality of the pills!"

"Even if you have a Liuguang mirror and practice hard for decades, you can't be my opponent!"

Youth is Chu Shaoyang's biggest weakness!

Cui Junpeng has been refining pills for decades, and has been taught carefully by a famous teacher. Only then did he advance to the fifth-grade alchemist.

He checked Chu Shaoyang. Although he knew Qiu Minghao, the first alchemist of the Qin Dynasty, he had never asked him for any knowledge about alchemy.

He even wanted to scold Chu Shaoyang for being an idiot!

He has such a good master, but he is like a blind man!

If such a good thing falls on him, he would rather abandon his current master and worship Qiu Minghao!

Chu Shaoyang sneered: "Do you think you're sure to win?"

Cui Junpeng was extremely confident: "One hour is enough for me to win the last round!"

"Too long."

Chu Shaoyang smiled confidently: "I only need half an hour."

"Arrogant!"

Cui Junpeng was extremely contemptuous: "The champion this time must be me!"

"And you are only worthy of being my stepping stone!"

At this time, the bell rang.

Sun Qingye stepped onto the square, came to the crowd, and shouted: "The third round of the competition is limited to three hours. The pills can be refined regardless of the grade. In the end, the winner will be determined according to the grade and quality of the pills!"

"Now, the competition begins!"

As soon as the voice fell, a group of alchemists took out their alchemy cauldrons and hurried to refine the pills.

Cui Junpeng raised his hand and waved, and a pitch-black alchemy cauldron fell to the ground with a bang!

The alchemy cauldron is small and exquisite, and a lifelike black phoenix is ​​carved on it.

The whole body is made of black flame crystal, which can lock the temperature of the flame and speed up the quenching speed.

"It's the young master's sixth-grade magic weapon, the Black Flame Cauldron!"

Offstage, Cui Junpeng's two younger brothers introduced it with a proud look on their faces.

"This alchemy cauldron comes from a relic. It was made by calcining the black flame crystal for a hundred years with twelve kinds of beast fire."

"It is the first alchemy cauldron in the three dynasties!"

"With the help of this alchemy cauldron, it's as easy as taking something out of a bag for the young master to win the championship!"

Many people shouted with envy.

Sixth-grade magic weapons are not rare in the three dynasties.

But the alchemy cauldron is different.

Alchemists are the best among men, and the refining of the alchemy cauldron is also the most difficult one among many magic weapons.

Looking at the three dynasties, there is only this sixth-grade magic weapon alchemy cauldron!

Cui Junpeng's smile was full of pride.

He looked at Chu Shaoyang and said provocatively: "Where is your alchemy cauldron?"

Chu Shaoyang also raised his hand and waved, and the Yunlong Youtian Cauldron fell to the ground with a bang.

Cui Junpeng took a look and laughed: "Second-grade magic weapon?"

"How dare you show off this kind of junk?"

The younger brother also laughed at Chu Shaoyang.

Many warriors watching the game also laughed at Chu Shaoyang for being poor and not even having a decent alchemy furnace.

Chu Shaoyang looked calm and said: "The alchemy furnace is just a tool to increase the probability of success."

"The level of alchemy is the key to determining the quality of the pill."

He tapped the alchemy furnace and said with a smile: "I will use this alchemy furnace to beat you!"

Cui Junpeng laughed wantonly: "Beat me? What a big mouth!"

"Watch out, what I want to refine is the fifth-grade marrow cleansing pill, Hunyuan Tongmai Pill!"

He took out seven fifth-grade spiritual medicines, activated the beast fire, and threw the spiritual medicines into the cauldron.

The flames were injected into the alchemy furnace, and an astonishing cold air surged out instantly.

A thin layer of frost condensed on the alchemy furnace.

The spiritual medicine was frozen by the flame, and then strands of spiritual liquid as thin as hair seeped out from the ice crystals.

They gathered in the center of the alchemy cauldron and condensed into a ball of colorful spiritual liquid.

On the stands, Wu Chuanming was surprised: "This is the first time I've seen such a technique."

"Could it be that he created it himself?"

It turned out that Cui Junpeng had painstakingly studied the secret art of controlling fire in order to advance to the fifth-grade alchemist.

His beast fire was different from ordinary flames. It was icy and piercing, and could freeze spiritual medicine in an instant.

By freezing, the medicinal power in the spiritual medicine was continuously extracted and condensed into a pill.

This method can greatly increase the success rate of pills, but the cost is that it will cause the loss of medicinal power. It takes twice as many spiritual medicines as the recipe to refine a pill.

But in Cui Junpeng's view, as long as the pill can be made, what's wrong with wasting some spiritual medicines?

"Taking shortcuts!"

Wu Chuanming shook his head: "This method can quickly improve the alchemist's grade."

"But after the fifth grade, each level of improvement is extremely difficult."

"He seems smart to do this, but in fact he is wasting his talent for alchemy. I'm afraid he will never be able to advance to the sixth grade alchemist in this lifetime!"

The elders nodded.

Chu Shaoyang, who had the Spirit King Pill Scripture, could see that Cui Junpeng was taking advantage.

He saw through it but didn't say it.

He just chuckled and activated the Ancient Flame Dragon Fire, injecting it into the pill furnace.

The yellow flames blazed up, and in just a moment, the pill furnace was burned red!

His flames were too strong, and the second-grade magic weapon could not withstand the power of his flames.

Seeing this, Cui Junpeng was even more proud: "I said, this kind of waste can't be refined into pills at all!"

"Without the pill furnace, what can you use to beat me?"

Chu Shaoyang glanced at him coldly: "Noisy!"

He took out four fifth-grade spiritual medicines and threw them into the pill furnace one by one.

However, when he did this, there were bursts of exclamations from the audience!

"The fifth-grade Xuanxin Ninghun Grass, Purple Fragrant Fruit, and Three-inch Blood Soul Vine are the most difficult to refine among the fifth-grade spiritual medicines!"

"What kind of elixir is he going to refine? Why have I never heard of it?"

Not only were they puzzled, but even Wu Chuanming and a group of elders had never seen such a strange elixir recipe.

Wu Chuanming suddenly remembered something and took out the Lingwang Dan Sutra given to him by Chu Shaoyang.

He was shocked when he saw it!

"It is the strongest fifth-grade elixir that has long been lost, the Wuji Pohun Pill!"

"Not to mention that this elixir is the most difficult to refine among the fifth-grade elixir, and only soul warriors who awaken their soul power will use this elixir."

"Could it be that he is a soul warrior?"

Soul warrior!

As soon as these three words came out, everyone on the stage was shocked!

They all knew what a soul warrior meant.

But Chu Shaoyang didn't understand what a soul warrior was.

He chose to refine this pill only because he had just read the Spirit King Pill Scripture and found information about the strange power in his sea of ​​consciousness.

After taking this Wuji Pohun Pill, if a person is born with soul power, he can awaken his soul power and become a soul warrior.

If not, it can also be used to cleanse the marrow and temper the body, prolonging life.

He decided to give it a try to see if the power surging in the sea of ​​consciousness is soul power.

Whether he can become a soul warrior depends on whether he can refine the Wuji Pohun Pill this time!